Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 1072 She Understands the Flower Language of Crimson Roses
Su Chen held the love letter that was five years late, and the corners of his eyes were a little sour. Looking at the handwriting on the letter, he seemed to see Wen Yudi's face, and murmured in a deep voice, "Why have you never been my dream? You have always been my dream." My biggest dream is to marry you."

"When you liked me, did you know that I always liked you in my heart."

"You were brave, but this love letter was missed for five years before it came back to me. Compared with you, I am cowardly. If I was more impulsive when I was young, I would confess my love regardless of the consequences, but It's not that I love you silently, there won't be so many twists and turns between us."

The corner of Su Chen's mouth was filled with deep self-blame and bitterness, Xu Yi patted Su Chen's shoulder comfortingly, and sighed.

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Washington.

Wen Yudi didn't know what was wrong, she was fine yesterday, but she woke up this morning feeling very uncomfortable.She touched her forehead, it was a little hot.

Pregnant women are not allowed to take medicine for fear of affecting their children, so Wen Yudi can only get up and drink warm water, hoping that the cold will get better.

The cold got worse, so Wen Yudi put on a loose windbreaker and went out for a walk to breathe fresh air.

This year's Washington cherry blossoms bloomed very early, and the breeze blew up all the way, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, which relieved her heavy heart these days.

On the cherry blossom road, the breeze is blowing, and a couple in front of us is taking pictures, their faces are full of sweetness and happiness.

As Wen Yudi watched, a trace of envy could not help appearing in her eyes.

How beautiful, happy and sweet, but she has never had it.
The person she loves never loved her
When Wen Yudi was standing not far from the couple watching their happy selfie, the bouquet held in the girl's hand caught her attention.

It's a rose--

It turned out to be a rose flower——

If she remembered correctly, the flowers that the second brother gave her were always roses, and they were still crimson.

Wen Yudi's eyes were moist for a moment, looking at the couple, looking at the bouquet of roses, her voice was a little hoarse: "Second brother, how are you? Do you know that I am not well at all. Stay away from you, Leaving C City, I am like a flower that has left the place where it takes root and grows, and I feel that I can't breathe smoothly."

"Second brother, do you know how much I miss you. Do you know that I dreamed of you again last night?"

Wen Yudi didn't dare to look at other people's happiness, let alone the bouquet in the girl's hand, and turned to leave.

"Desen, why do you like to give me roses?"

The voice of the girl behind her suddenly sounded shy, happy and sweet.

"Don't you know the flower language of roses?" The boy's voice came, with a chuckle, "The flower language of roses is passionate love, courtship and longing! This is how I treat you!"

Wen Yudi froze when she turned to leave, and stood there stiffly, the whole world was blank, and she didn't respond.

"Why don't you send me roses? Everyone sends roses!"

"Although roses also represent love, their love is very vulgar! Anyone can give it to anyone. But roses are different. Roses will only be given to the person you like the most, the person you want to get and pursue the most. Therefore, you can Those who send roses know the language of roses. Roses are passionate and selfless love!"

The couple behind them were still talking, word by word reached Wen Yudi's ears.

Wen Yudi has stayed in Washington for five years, and she is as familiar with English as her mother tongue, but at this moment she doubts her English translation ability and cannot believe it.

Wen Yudi turned around with a stiff body, and slowly approached the two lovers, with every step she took, her heart became tense.
(End of this chapter)