Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 359 Flower Language
The bedrooms of the villa are mainly concentrated on the second floor.

Entering the corridor along the spiral staircase, you can see a row of rooms. Each pure white door has a different floral pattern printed on it. At the end of the corridor is a huge square window. If it weren't for the cloudy day, I would have visited it. It will definitely bring good lighting to the corridor.

The sky is getting dark, the sky outside the window is gloomy, and the corridor is lit with soft lights.

Xiao Xiaoxiao lived in a room with a blue flower pattern on the door - this was what Wang Lengqiu told Han Zhou, so he found the room where Xiao Xiaoxiao was as soon as he went upstairs.

Among all the rooms, only one has blue flowers printed on the door.

When he came to the door, Han Zhou casually glanced at the flower on the door. There were five light blue petals with a yellow stamen in the middle. They didn't look very eye-catching.

Being specially printed on the door, this flower should have a name. Unfortunately, Han Zhou's knowledge in this area was quite poor and he couldn't recognize what kind of flower it was. He just glanced at it and looked away, then rang the bell. door.

The reason why he escaped upstairs while Noila Mo and others were not paying attention was not only to temporarily avoid the dispute and "ask for help" from Xiao Xiaoxiao, but also to see Xiao Xiaoxiao's situation.

Xiao Xiaoxiao has always had problems with sleeping, and it is almost certain that it is related to the "haunted rumors" in the girls' dormitory. Therefore, when he heard the words "Xiao Xiaoxiao is sleepy", he subconsciously became concerned.

After all, there are so many people in the villa now, and it's windy outside. It would be great fun if there was news that "the villa is haunted at midnight, a story that one man and seven women have to tell."

And even if you don't consider being haunted, it's still quite concerning that Xiao Xiaoxiao gets sleepy in the afternoon. Ever since he got sleeping pills, this guy's schedule has always been very regular. He doesn't seem to have gotten sleepy in the afternoon in his memory. I have to ask her. What did you do last night?

Of course, being sleepy or something might also be Xiao Xiaoxiao's excuse, just so that he could escape in time at a critical moment like the one just now.

Han Zhou had a similar suspicion as Noila Mo, but he soon felt that it was not the case. Xiao Xiaoxiao was right to be willing to help him, but he probably wouldn't think that far, and there was no need to go to such an extent for him.

You must know that this is helping a scumbag realize his wish.

Han Zhou's thoughts were racing, but he didn't wait until Xiao Xiaoxiao opened the door. He had to knock harder and harder several times. Just when he was worried about whether Xiao Xiaoxiao had an accident, the door finally opened.

"Is dinner ready?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao stood at the door rubbing his eyes. His hair was a little messy and he was still wearing slippers. He looked sleepy. He had obviously just woken up. He casually put on his coat and came over to open the door.

"You actually fell asleep while I was reading this."

Han Zhou looked at her with a smile. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but this guy seemed a little shorter than usual.

He lowered his head and glanced at the cartoon slippers under the other person's feet, and then at the white sneakers placed beside the bed. He had a clear idea in his mind, and began to silently calculate the height of the other person's height-increasing insole.

Seeing that the visitor was Han Zhou, Xiao Xiaoxiao was not surprised. He looked like he was used to it, and yawned while saying angrily: "Can't you sleep if you're sleepy?"

"Of course, but what did you do last night?" Han Zhou wondered.

"Sleep, what else can you do?"

"Didn't do anything else?"

"No, I went to bed at ten o'clock, okay?"

"Then are you going to bed at this hour?"

"Who said you can't sleep the next afternoon after sleeping the night before?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes and seemed a little impatient. He pushed him out of the door like a fly, "Go out quickly and wait outside while I change clothes."

After saying that, he closed the door.

"This guy is so angry when he wakes up..."

Han Zhou murmured in his heart.

As the saying goes, never overestimate the speed of a girl changing clothes. It took ten minutes for Xiao Xiao's small door to close. Before she could come out, Noila Mo and others went upstairs together.

Seeing Han Zhou standing alone outside the door, Ouyang Lianyu asked, "Is Xiaoxiao still awake?"

"Wake up, change clothes in the room."

Han Zhou was smiling, but he was praying in his heart, asking no one to mention which room he should stay in again.

However, I was afraid of what would happen, so I just heard Noila Mo saying calmly: "Since you have already gone upstairs, let's choose the room now, so as not to be in a hurry later."

"I agree!"

Gu Zheng echoed loudly, as if afraid of losing his momentum.

It happened to be a coincidence that one of the rooms they chose was at the top of the stairs and the other was deep in the corridor. Han Zhou was currently standing in the middle of the corridor. It could be said that he only needed to take a step to the left or right. Show your attitude.

Realizing this, Han Zhou broke out in cold sweat and his feet were stuck in place, not daring to move at all.

"Um, I actually..." He looked like he was hesitating to speak.

Sensing the hesitation on his face, Gu Zheng curled her lips secretly, seemingly unhappy.

Mo Yixia's expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

The air became quiet.

Everyone looked at Han Zhou with different expressions. Even if they wanted to help, they didn't know what to say. It was impossible to let Han Zhou live next door to them, right?

Wait, maybe someone will come forward...

Ouyang Lianyu and Zhong Yin looked at each other, then looked at the expressionless Wang Lengqiu beside them.

Zhong Ling looked at Han Zhou with some worry.

At this moment, the door with blue flowers printed on it was suddenly opened. Xiao Xiaoxiao, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the room and yawned: "Let's go to eat, I'm almost starving to death... Eh. , why are you all here?"

She looked at the people standing on the left in confusion. Perhaps sensing that something was not right in the atmosphere, she cast an inquiring look at Han Zhou.

"To choose a room for Han Zhou."

Noila Mo glanced at her casually, then withdrew her gaze and continued to look at Han Zhou.

Since this guy wanted to help Han Zhou change the subject, she brought it back.

"Choose a room?" Xiao Xiaoxiao looked surprised and asked strangely, "Isn't Han Zhou staying in the room next to me?"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention other people, even Han Zhou was stunned for two seconds.

No, do I have so many rooms?

He originally wanted to remind Xiao Xiaoxiao in a subtle way so that the other party would not have to bother so much to help him, so as not to make the matter more and more complicated and possibly even self-defeating. Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiaoxiao seemed to be prepared and faced everything. Not only did she not panic when people looked at her, but she had a depressed expression on her face.

"I chose the room for you based on the language of flowers, didn't you see?"

Everyone was stunned.

Noila Mo looked at Xiao Xiaoxiao's expression and felt a little surprised - this girl didn't lie. This was not a temporary lie, she really thought so from the beginning.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you mean by flower language?" Ouyang Lianyu asked softly.

"Aren't there various flowers on the doors of these rooms? They all have their own flower language. I arrange the rooms for everyone according to the flower language."

Xiao Xiaoxiao pointed to the door of the room next to hers and said with a serious face, "The flowers above are Gesang flowers. The flower language is to cherish the people in front of you. I think it suits Han Zhou very well."

Gu Zheng immediately became interested: "Do you mean that Han Zhou is a person who knows how to cherish?"

"I don't know about that." Xiao Xiaoxiao shook his head and glanced at Han Zhou sleepily, "I'm reminding him to cherish the people around him."

Even though she had already slept, she still didn't seem to have had enough sleep.

He already cherishes it...

Except for Wang Lengqiu, Zhong Ling and the unsuspecting Gu Zheng, the other girls all had the same idea in their minds.

Determined to be in two different situations and be with all the girls I like, what is this called cherishing if not cherishing it?
Gu Zheng didn't notice the expressions of the others and asked curiously: "Xiao Xiao, what is the meaning of the flower on the door of my room?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao helped her choose her room.

Xiao Xiaoxiao smiled: "That is hyacinth, the language of flowers is attention and victory."

There is another meaning she didn't say, which is "rebirth of love" - ​​which means forgetting the sorrow of the past and starting a new love.

Gu Zheng curled her eyes, obviously very satisfied with the flower language of Hyacinth. "What about me and Xiaoling?" Zhong Yin suddenly said, seeming to be quite interested in the language of flowers.

Xiao Xiaoxiao smiled and replied: "Sister Yin, the door of your room is filled with stars, which means silent companionship. Senior Sister Zhongling, the door of your room is filled with sunflowers, which means good hope."

Zhong Yin was startled for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction. The starry flower language suited her very well. She was willing to stay by Xiaoling's side for the rest of her life, and the beautiful hope was exactly what Xiaoling needed.

"Thank you," she said softly.

"How do I remember that the flower language of sunflowers is silent love..."

Han Zhou murmured in his heart that the flower language of sunflowers was one of the few flower languages ​​that he understood. Although the moral of Xiao Xiao's novel was not wrong, it shouldn't be considered the language of flowers, right?
But at this time, we should really choose the good ones...

Speaking of the flower language of gypsophila, I seem to have some impression... Han Zhou took out his mobile phone and searched curiously, and found that he remembered correctly. The most common flower language of gypsophila is actually "love that is willing to be a supporting role."

This kind of flower language... It's not wrong to say that it means silent companionship.

"What about the flower language in Teacher Ouyang's room?"

Han Zhou could tell that Ouyang Lianyu was also interested in the flower language in her room, but he was too shy to ask out of the teacher's reserve, so he stepped forward to help.

Ouyang Lianyu glanced at him helplessly, with a hint of gentleness flashing in her eyes.

"Oh, that's a camellia. The flower language is the ideal of humility and love." Xiao Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "Teacher Ouyang is the most ideal teacher in everyone's mind. It completely conforms to the flower language of camellia."

"I agree!" Han Zhou agreed sincerely.

Ouyang Lianyu seemed a little embarrassed, but seeing the sincerity on their faces, she nodded gently and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you."

Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at Noila Mo who was lacking interest again: "The room I chose for you is the room with platycodon flowers on the door. The language of the flowers is..."

"Hopeless love."

Noila Mo interrupted her and said calmly, "I have seen this flower language in a book."

Her tone was very calm, as if she didn't care about such rhetoric, but the corridor instantly became quiet.

Hopeless love...

This is obviously not a beautiful flower language.

Everyone looked at Noila Mo nervously.

"Then you must not have read that book properly."

Xiao Xiaoxiao shook his head gently and said with a smile, "It also has another flower language, which is eternal love. These two flower languages ​​are relatively extreme. Everything depends on the choice. Of course I choose the latter for you. And Platycodon flowers are quiet and elegant, you just look like that.”

She looked at Noila Mo without fear.

"Yeah."

After a brief silence, Noila Mo sighed lightly and said with a little regret, "I would rather hear the flower language that symbolizes my innocence and beauty...Thank you."

She nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with this explanation.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoxiao, where is the flower language in Wang Lengqiu's room?"

Seeing that everyone in the room was talking about the flower language, Ouyang Lianyu was afraid that Wang Lengqiu would feel left out, so he quickly asked.

She knew very well that Wang Lengqiu would never take the initiative to ask about this kind of thing. Most of the time, this girl was indifferent to everything around her. Because of this, she was quite shocked when she saw the other party speaking for Han Zhou not long ago.

Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Lengqiu, seeming a little apologetic, and said sheepishly: "There are only so many rooms on the second floor, and there are only so many flowers to choose from. The ones that can be used are basically used, and the flower language of other flowers is not very good. , so I picked a fairly good flower language for you from the remaining rooms——"

"Wisteria flowers, the language of flowers is persistent waiting. This is a very romantic flower."

Han Zhou was stunned.

Wang Lengqiu seemed to be distracted for a moment, his eyes quickly swept over Han Zhou, and then he said softly "Thank you."

Persistent waiting, deep longing - she has heard of the flower language of wisteria and likes it.

Seeing that Xiao Xiaoxiao told everyone the flower language on the door of everyone's room one by one, they all believed her words. She had really assigned rooms to everyone according to the flower language a long time ago, instead of suddenly interfering and providing Han Cover up the allocation of day rooms.

In a sense, the temporary residence in this villa was brought to everyone by Xiao Xiaoxiao, so everyone was willing to respect her decision and move into the rooms she had arranged in advance, and Han Zhou naturally You should also live in the room with the Gesang flower printed on the door.

Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Xiaoxiao had done him a big favor again.

Looking at the small blue flowers on the door behind Xiao Xiaoxiao, he suddenly reacted and said, "By the way, Xiaoxiao, you haven't told us what kind of flowers are on the door of your room."

"Yes, I wanted to ask from the beginning, what is the meaning of that blue flower?" Gu Zheng looked curious.

The window at the end of the corridor suddenly made a clanking sound, and the strong wind kept hitting the glass, as if it wanted to rush into the room.

"I thought you all knew each other."

Xiao Xiaoxiao glanced out the window, raised his hands and stretched, as if he had completely cheered up, and blinked at everyone, the smile on his face looked playful and cute.

"It's called forget-me-not."

"The language of the flower is the same as its name."

A white light flashed outside the window.

This was followed by deafening thunder.

The ground outside the villa was gradually dyed dark, and the smell of earth spread to the surroundings.

It's raining.

……

After solving the problem of room allocation, everyone came downstairs, pushed the barbecue grill under the smoke exhauster, lit the charcoal fire and started barbecue.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm starving to death." Xiao Xiaoxiao urged.

As the only male in the room, Han Zhou naturally took over the responsibility of barbecue - he could just bear the pain of the oil fume alone, so that he could stay away from the trouble.

Now that he is not in the living room, I believe that with Teacher Ouyang and Sister Yin taking care of them, Noila Mo and Gu Zheng will have no more disputes.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the continuous sound of rain could be heard.

Oddly enough, the sound of rain on rainy days is always so noisy, but it always brings a sense of tranquility to people.

Seeing Xiao Xiaoxiao keep poking his head, he said helplessly: "Don't worry, just wait for two minutes."

"Two minutes again. That's what you said two minutes ago!" Xiao Xiaoxiao muttered with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Thanks to me working so hard to help you overcome the difficulties, you actually have the nerve to let me starve."

"I've been working very hard on the roast. I can't let you eat it raw, right? Trust me, these are the last two minutes, and there will never be another two minutes."

Han Zhou made a solemn promise, and then wondered, "Where did you learn so much flower language? Not to mention, that Gesang flower is quite consistent with my experience."

Gesang flowers bloom in the harsh plateau environment. Although the plants are thin and young, they can endure the extreme weather and try their best to survive. It can be said that they are indomitable.

Although the environment in which he grew up was not that harsh, the aspect of trying his best to survive was quite similar.

“You don’t need to learn these things specially, you can know them with some common sense in life.”

Xiao Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes, as if he was too lazy to answer the question. He stared at the phone for a long time, and suddenly his expression straightened——

"It's been two minutes! You can eat it this time, right?"

"Ahem...thirty seconds, the last thirty seconds!"

"You guy...I don't care, I will eat it even if it's raw!"

"Hiss—you bit my hand!"

　I am not very satisfied with some of these flower meanings. I will try to see if I can find a more suitable one in the future. If there are any changes, I will notify you. The main meaning will not change.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)