"Maybe you're right, but I don't have a garden or camellia."

The girl in Quanshui fell into a faint trouble.

This is an emotion she had never had before.

Andaoyuan replied with a smile: "Maybe you can plant it in a pot of flower pot first, there will be flowers and gardens."

He accepted the commission from the girl holding an umbrella on the rainy day.

I accepted this story.

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After all, the flower language of camellia is——love for ideals.

Perhaps, the real ideal of clearing the source water is to see such a rare peaceful and prosperous era now.

"Let's go, I'll buy you a small camellia, and I'll still owe you the reward."

He walked halfway up

At this time, the wind blew, and the maple leaves fell like snow, and the red color spread all over the floor.

"I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Quan followed him and suddenly had more longing for the pot of flowers he was about to have.

"Don't forget, you have to plant a garden camellia, and you will be able to pay it back one day."

Andaoyuan is not worried about the future.

Even in the past, he was plagued by nightmare, he never lost hope for the future.

Never.

He was walking on the road with his car pushing his car on the road, looking for a flower shop.

Flower shops that can open in autumn are all indoor flower shops, because many demands of light and heat will not flourish in this declining season.

Although it is a season of decline.

In his opinion, it may be more like a season of hiding dormant praying for new life.

"Qin, if you see a flower shop, don't forget to remind me."

He did not forget to make an appointment to go back to Hyacinju to buy clothes, so he naturally would not deliberately waste time on the road.

So I followed the way back and used browsing navigation to find the flower shop.

But perhaps the navigation is not accurate. After all, some small stores, or those opened by old people in the past, have not been included.

"There should be a small flower shop nearby."

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After a while, Quan pointed to the distance: "There is a corner of the street, turn left."

Andao was far from questioning, so he pushed the car over.

There are many flowers in the window of a small shop.

Among them is a small pot of white camellia.

Andaoyuan pushed the cart over to ask for the price.

"2,200 yen. The weather is so cold now. This pot of camellia is too small. It is probably not easy to take it out. Even the flower pot is counted as two thousand."

The owner is Opasan, and the flower shop also houses Japanese slow-paced songs from the 1980s, and the temperature is very warm.

Perhaps because the old man was afraid of the cold, he deliberately laid a stall on the stool he was sitting on.

The cost is not big, and the price is not high.

White camellia like this always blooms so beautifully and complacently in the severe winter, like falling snowflakes, but it is a little more warm than snowflakes.

When most of the plants in the courtyard look dry and lifeless, the flower still blooms quietly.

Qingyuanquanshui saw a recruitment revelation posted at the door.

Suddenly he spoke out: "May I ask, are you still recruiting people here by the owner?"

The old lady in the shop owner smiled kindly: "After all, I am old and have no children, but my legs are inconvenient now. These flowers are my treasures. How can I let go of them? I just want to recruit someone to do these things."

"Is anyone here to respond now?"

Andaoyuan understood that Quanshui was a little moved, so he asked for it for her.

"No, now young people who work odd jobs can only come at night or after class, but these flowers cannot bloom only in the evening."

Qingyuanquan water made a sound: "Can I come here? Just include food and accommodation here."

"Little girl, are you nothing else? If you drop out of school, go back to school, there are more places you need to study there."

"I don't go to school, I just want to do something else."

Quanshui nodded.

She omitted her extraordinary things and just slowly spoke out her dream of belonging to the camellia garden.

"So that's it, you have an agreement with others. Since that's the case, you can stay here. It's not too late to leave when you're tired of it."

The old man seemed to have experienced many things.

So what she said seemed to resonate with her heart.

Andaoyuan specially checked the aura of the shop owner, which was the aura of the kind man surrounded by warm white light.

Since that's the case, he's relieved.

"I'll give you the flowers. In a few days, we will invent postcards for you."

"Then I'll wait for your news."

Qingyuan Quanshui nodded. She had no place to go. If she had asked her to live in Hyacinth, she might not have been too excited about the trip to Hokkaido in a few days.

Having a story like this is already a good solution.

"If you have time, you can also go to Hedeng Street to take a seat and go to a place called Yiyuan Teahouse to ask for a pot of tea. Maybe there will be more answers to your questions than me."

After Andaoyuan finished speaking, he rode his bike towards Hyacinth.

The story of camellia is not over.

And the journey belonging to the wind must continue to move forward.

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The old lady in the shop stood up with a crutch. The flower shop is not small, it has a three-story structure. She slowly walked to the next floor and took out a wool coat embroidered with white camellia.

Then he walked back and handed it to Qingyuanquanshui: "Little girl, do you think this dress fits your wishes? I see you wear so little, just put it on."

Qingyuanquanshui did not refuse, and she was not good at rejecting these kindnesses.

The girl holding an umbrella stood the umbrella in the shelf at the door.

Then she found a stool and sat down, took the fluffy coat: "It smells very nice."

The faint fragrance seemed to be the first snow, or the newly blooming flowers smoked by the sun, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and filled the entire hut.

Qingyuan Quanshui is wearing summer clothes from that period I remember before, so she draped this dress on her body.

The old lady smiled and sat back on her crutch and sat back in her seat: "Little girl, this dress is very suitable for you. It seems that I still have some aesthetic taste in my old lady."

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"You have a good aesthetic taste. I like this dress very much. We will go to this store later."

Xue sat in front of her computer and looked at several shopping malls near Tokyo Station, such as Marunouchi Brick Square, and First Avenue Tokyo Station Street, and KITTE shopping mall Kitte Marunouchi.

Then she chose a beautiful down jacket with a white penguin pattern and a paired adventure glove.

Oda Kyoka looked proud: "Of course, although I couldn't afford it before, I could still browse these shopping websites frequently."
Chapter completed!