Qingyuanquanshui accepted the gift from Andaoyuan to her. It was an exquisite chocolate box with a white castle carved on the outside.

She put the box carefully back into her storage box.

By the way, I said a few words to the shop owner's mother-in-law, and then I walked back. She was holding a bouquet of butterflies in her hand.

"The flower language of butterfly flowers is 'Encounter and happiness'. Now I will give it to you as a gift, and I hope you can accept it."

A shy expression was on her face.

Andaoyuan took the flower, sniffed it lightly, and then said, "The flower is very fragrant, I like it very much."

He took the bunch of Aalsmeer Gold, which was as warm as the winter sun.

He took out one of them, handed it to Qingyuanquan water, and then paid the corresponding yen and said gently:

"You don't have to refuse the spring water. If you want, you can come to Hyacinth Curie tonight to taste the sukiyaki pot on Christmas Eve. I'm very welcome."

Then he said goodbye to her gracefully, and walked towards Zhuxun High School with a bouquet.

At this time, there were crystal clear snowflakes floating outside the eaves, and there was a pure white and blue area between the sky and the earth, and there was beauty hidden in every light blue ice and snow glimmer.

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"You go tonight."

Although the owner of the flower shop is very old, his ears are not deaf, so he can naturally hear Andaoyuan's invitation just now.

She has no children.

I opened this flower shop alone, waiting for another person in the agreement, and have been here for so many years.

Now there is more Qingyuan Quanshui in the store. After these days, she can understand that Quanshui is a very simple and kind girl, so she can't help but take her as her granddaughter.

"But I'm leaving, mother-in-law, don't you feel lonely?"

After Andaoyuan's figure disappeared into the snow on the corner of the street, the spring girl retracted her gaze and sorted out the flowers she sent by Xiao Hei.

Put them one by one in a transparent shallow water bottle.

Floarr is a visual art, where flowers are placed in bottles, plates, pots and other containers, rather than planting them in these containers. The flowers, branches, flowers, or leaves are not rooted, but are only part of the plant body.

And it is not randomly inserted, but selecting materials based on certain ideas, following certain creative rules, and inserting them into a beautiful body (shape), thereby expressing a theme, conveying a feeling and interest, making people pleasing to the eye after seeing it, and gaining spiritual beauty and pleasure.

Qingyuanquanshui inherited the memory of his lady and also knew that the old lady needed to learn this kind of art.

In the sixth century AD, the Japanese emperor sent a special envoy (equivalent to today's diplomat) Ono girl to China for cultural exchanges and friendly visits. When she returned to Japan, she brought a lot of Chinese calligraphy, paintings, sculptures, literature, dramas, gardening and vases for Buddha.

Ono Meizi is a monk who lives in Tingfuji Temple next to the small pond of Rokakado in Kyoto. The first flower arrangement work in Japan was completed here. Since then, the emergence of flower arrangement schools in Japan. The name is [Ikeba], which means it is next to the pond. [Ikeba] is the oldest primitive flower arrangement school in Japan.

So when she saw these beautiful flowers, she realized that the owner's mother-in-law was not as simple as it seemed. She might have received such artistic influence from a wealthy family.

But none of this matters, she wouldn't ask. If her mother-in-law was willing to tell her, the girl in Quanshui would naturally not mind. As an elf born to express her longing, she was kind enough and considerate enough.

My mother-in-law brought her reading glasses and continued to sew the yarn stitches in her hand in front of the lights in the house, and said kindly:

"Kizumi Water, I have seen more than many spring and summer, and have experienced so many years of wind and snow. How could I care about this night? Go, others have invited you."

"Yes." Qingyuanquanshui had a bright smile on his face, as beautiful as flowers blowing in the warm spring sun.

At this time, the umbrella leaning against the umbrella by the door gradually bloomed layer by layer of flowers from the colorless.

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Andao walked by the roadside when he returned to school.

The white roofs, white trees, white roads, and the fog that lingers everything mysteriously and hazy, even the telephone poles that are slightly far away appear.

People once said that the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is "very beautiful" because of its thinness, but at this time it seems that the snow in the north is "like powder" and "like sand", but with the breeze falling, it is also particularly leisurely and free.

Because Zhuxun High School does not have normal academic requirements, the discipline committee members on the roadside are not standing guard now.

Andaoyuan held the handful of Aalsmeer Gold in his hand and walked towards the student union stairwell.

Now there is snow in the sky, so naturally no one will clean it at this time.

Moreover, the white snow itself is very consistent with Christmas Eve, which represents blessings.

The only one in the student union was Fujii Akako. She was lying on the sofa of the student union playing with her mobile phone. There was a book upside down on the table next to her. It should be the review materials for the second grade that they need to take the exam.

But looking at this, she probably has been lazy for a long time using this method of slacking.

Andaoyuan didn't expose this, but just smiled and said hello to her: "Secretary Fujii Ri'an."

When Fujii Akiko heard someone coming, she was ready to pick up the book and look at it. However, when she saw Andoyuan's smile-like expression, she put the book down directly.

But she didn't feel embarrassed either. After all, it was not the first time Akiko Fujii did such a thing.

She put down the book and was attracted by the flowers in Andaoyuan's hand at once, and then said brightly:

"Senior Brother Andaoyuan, are you planning to propose to Xiao Qianhe with this bouquet? You are so greedy. You obviously have a real story."

Andaoyuan doesn't even take her tricks. He is not a boy who will blush when others make jokes.

He shrugged and said a gentle joke: "Sorry, your answer is wrong and you won't get any points."

Fujii Akiko opened her mouth in surprise, then still lay on the sofa of the student union, holding her cheeks with both hands, as if she said shyly: "Is this bouquet of flowers for me?"

"You'll understand when you look."

He didn't say anything extra.

Then the flower bouquet wrapped in plastic paper was separated from the bouquet and the yellow roses were inserted into the vase of the student union.

In fact, Andaoyuan went to Qingyuanquanshui's flower shop to invite her tonight's Hyacinth House gathering. As for buying flowers, it was just to match the festive atmosphere, not to give it to anyone.

He still has some feelings as a poet.
Chapter completed!