Seeing that the time was approaching evening, she took out her mobile phone and ordered two takeaways.

Taking advantage of the takeaway brother's delivery, she went to the supermarket next door to get a few bottles of drinks.

"Jingle bell—"

Back at the flower shop, she carried a plastic bag and walked casually.

Before he reached the counter, the door of the flower shop was blown open by a gust of wind, and a white petal was swept by the wind and fell to the counter.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of "sad" cries came faintly from the petals.

The laziness on Ye Zhi's face disappeared all of a sudden, and she was a little surprised: "Why is it so fast today?" What have you been wronged again? ”

Hua Petal didn't answer, because of Ye Zhi's concern, she cried even louder.

Like a child.

Ye Zhi sighed, "It seems that I have been wronged a lot today." ”

She put down the drink in her hand, Ye Mad was sitting behind the counter playing a game, took a Coke in her hand, the expression on her face was not moved by the Hundred Flowers Fairy at all, he operated the mobile phone with one hand, and the other hand simply pried open the pull ring of the Coke, making a pu sound.

The sound was like a switch, and the petals on the counter trembled a little, and the cry faded.

There is a scale in the heart of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, which records everyone's attitudes. Although Ye Zhi sometimes gets angry, she cares about herself the most.

Among all the people she met, the one she was most afraid of was Ye Mad. I don't know what the reason is, so I'm scared in my heart. Patronizing the sadness just now, she didn't even notice Ye Mad sitting behind the counter, and at this moment she was so frightened that all her grief ran out, floated out of the petals, and glanced at Ye Mad tremblingly.

Then she plunged headlong into a pot of daisies next to her.

The pale yellow daisies are blooming brightly, and as soon as the flower fairy enters, the whole pot of flowers quickly wilts at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Zhi: "......"

She slapped the counter angrily, "Don't scare her!! ”

After speaking, he turned out the notebook on the counter, picked up the pen, and prepared to record: "Okay, don't be afraid." ”

On the previous page of the record of the failure of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, it was written that the reason for her last failure was because the people around Zhou Qiaolin made it clear that she was not worthy of him, and Zhou Qiaolin himself had vaguely expressed this meaning.

This refusal can be said to be very hurtful.

"Let's sum up the experience again." Ye Zhi, who has no experience in love, has been working very hard to fall in love with the Hundred Flowers Fairy, she has learned experience from various love dramas, and she also takes notes specially, and her attitude is very serious than that of the exam.

"The last time you came back, it was because you didn't even think you were worthy of him."

Ye Zhi took out a hand and gave a thumbs up: "But I have also analyzed it for you, you are a fairy from the sky, more than enough to match Zhou Qiaolin, there is no question of worthiness or not, you were also very confident at that time, in order to express your point of view, the last time I went to send flowers, I deliberately chose white roses." ”

As a member of the rose family, white roses naturally have romantic meanings, and its flower language "I am enough to match you" also represents first love and purity, which can be said to be very suitable for Zhou Qiaolin.

"Before leaving today, I emphasized to you that when you turn into a human form, you can properly say the meaning of the white rose, which can increase the chance of success in the confession, have you done it?"

She looks serious and analyzed, and it looks like she is attending some academic conference, rather than a single dog's love analysis.

In between playing the game, Ye Mad took the time to glance at her, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth did not disappear.

Little Daisy bowed her head: "I did it all, but his expression was very strange...... Would he not believe that I was the bouquet of white roses? ”