School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 20
An Yuxi was sitting in the study, thinking about one thing quietly.I don't know when it started, every day at five o'clock in the morning, downstairs at his house, he would receive roses on time.


Fresh, so fresh that the dewdrops on the petals have not yet dripped down, and they hang moistly on them, shining with a crystal and fragile light.


Is there a delicate and sensitive heart hidden in the broken pale yellow stamens?

On the card, it says - for my prince - An Yuxi!


From one branch on the first day to 35 branches yesterday, the number increased day by day.


Uninterrupted persistence, even in the wind or rain.


Yesterday, the housekeeper Han Bo sent flowers upstairs, and finally couldn't help asking curiously: "Second young master, there are roses again, so beautiful. Who do you think will send them? Hey, look, there are fifteen roses today. Pink, ten light yellow, ten deep red."


He raised his eyes from the pile of books and smiled at Han Bo: "I don't know either."


Then, continue to take a pen to record the key sentences in the book.


"Second young master, don't you care which lady gave it to you?"


"Han Bo, has the hospital called recently?"


He didn't answer the question.Ever since that unforgettable event happened when he was a child, there was nothing for him to care about.


"The hospital called and said that the medicine will be delivered on time. Please rest assured, the second young master. Dean Zhang appreciates the medical paper you wrote last time, and hopes to continue discussing with you."


"Well, tomorrow weekend, you can tell Dean Zhang that I will go over..."


An Yuxi got up, tidied up, and was about to go downstairs for breakfast.


"Second Young Master, this flower..."


Han Bo, hesitantly, pointed to the rose in the bottle.


"I know, you go down first."


Spreading out the thick book cover, An Yuxi gently picked off a few petals each, wiped them with a cotton cloth, put them into the pages of the book and closed them.


There is a burst of strong fragrance, rushing to the tip of the nose, lingering, and lingeringly refusing to fade away.


Looking at it, the fragrance of the earth still remains on the green leaves, and the thorns and stems of the roses have not been trimmed completely.


It is impossible for the roses sold in flower shops to still have dirt and thorns.


And at four or five in the morning, how could the door of the flower shop open so early?

Could it be that the person who gave the roses planted the roses himself?
Plant such a delicate and difficult rose?The species is actually the most precious and hard-to-live "French thousand-petal roll", are you kidding me?So persistent?
The reason why the French Chiba rose is precious is not only its pleasant fragrance, but also the high requirements on the temperature, water and soil of the growing area, and the flowering branches only bloom once, and the old branches will not bloom again in the next year.New branches must be bred every year, so the output is far inferior to that of domestic varieties.French Chiba Rose is warm in nature and sweet in taste.Known as the "Queen of Flowers", it is like a delicate and brittle crystal ornament, which can only be seen from a distance but not played up close.

The color of Chiba roses is mostly pink roses, which are similar to other roses in shape, but different from the receptacle, the receptacle of Chiba is smooth and thornless, while the receptacles of other roses are densely covered with small thorns.The flavors of the two are very different.French Chiba is the most fragrant rose.

The French thousand-petal roll claims to only bloom the precious buds once—meaning that eternal life only loves you!

Don't give up?An Yuxi lowered his eyes - he really wanted to know how long the flower sender would persevere, persist, and persevere.


Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, doubts kept appearing in his heart one after another——who is this flower-sending person?

However, no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with him.


All that matters to him is books.


Only, those answers that he really wanted.


Regardless of whether he knows that person or not, An Yuxi has decided - to keep a certain distance, stranger passers-by, this is the safest way for you and me.


An Yuxi, he only likes living and breathing plants, and the rose in the bottle is dead because it has no roots.


It's almost winter, and the roses will wither—in winter, the roses are destined not to bloom.Let it be, let it be over.


Sometimes cruelty is just another form of redemption.


So, he prayed to God not to let them have the chance to meet, never!

Moreover, there is still one person in his heart now, and that is Hua Xiaoyi.

He hated music lessons, he didn't like playing the violin, and he didn't like going to school.But because Hua Xiaoyi was there, he was willing to go.

An Yuxi carries a piano case on his back and walks on the school's avenue every day. The difference is that he suddenly has a strong desire in his heart, an inexplicable joy - he likes to come to school, just because he hopes to meet Hua Xiaoyi, and then go far away. looking at her.

Whether it's in self-study class or after class, he always finds a clever excuse to leave the noisy crowd, lie on the top floor, and look at the girl in the blue pleated skirt not far away. She is clumsy and cute. Every move will always make people laugh unconsciously.

When Hua Xiaoyi smiles, a pear dimple will appear on the left cheek, and the small wine dimple with only one flower seems to be filled with sweetness, and the smile sinks deep in his heart.

When Hua Xiaoyi was talking, she would inadvertently reveal a pair of small canine teeth, flickering on the white, tender and red Apple face, extremely cute.

Hua Xiaoyi will also open her big eyes as bright as black pearls, with sparkling spring water flowing inside, twinkling and twinkling like the bright moon on the mirror autumn lake—as if the golden autumn is splendid, under a feast of waterside pavilions, surrounded by stars The moon is bright.

Hua Xiaoyi likes to wear blue skirts the most, from light blue plaid skirts, sky blue umbrella skirts, to royal blue lace princess skirts...

Hua Xiaoyi doesn't like to take care of her long hair the most. She always hangs her hair vertically on her arms naturally, or simply braids two braids, and puts two pink butterfly ribbons on the corners of the braids, like two red maple leaves, In the wind, dancing, dancing...

Hua Xiaoyi likes eating apples the most, drinking fresh milk, and holding a book, sitting on the steps, looking at the maple forest in the sunset in a daze. In fact, that book is just a cover. Never read a single word...

In addition to Hua Xiaoyi, it is still Hua Xiaoyi, always three words - Hua Xiaoyi.Every piece of his diary is inseparable from this name.

Hua Xiaoyi is still the same as when she was eight years old.Cute, playful and lively, with a simple mind that is easy to deceive.

Therefore, he, An Yuxi, is the knight sent by God to protect Hua Xiaoyi.

Since he was a child, he felt that it was his duty to protect Hua Xiaoyi.Although most of the time, he was the one who abducted the innocent and defenseless her.

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(End of this chapter)