School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 64 Rose's Love
There is a girl standing at the corner outside the "Prince Villa", that is Han Enzhu.

She opened her mouth wide in surprise, hid in the corner, watching Hua Xiaoyi walk by.

There have always been rumors in the college that - every day at dawn, a girl sends roses to An Yuxi.

She has been very strange, who is this?

Han Enzhu asked Jin Qiaohui before: "You said, who would be so stupid to plant roses by himself and then give them to his beloved? I don't believe it, it must be a lie! This rose must have been bought last night, and I will take it tomorrow To give it away! Do you think so too, Qiaohui?"

Jin Qiaohui said impatiently: "You care about so many things, what are you doing? There are many girls who have a crush on An Yuxi, we just need to hold our ground! It is not impossible to send roses. You say that now someone knows who sent them Is it?"

Jin Qiaohui became curious.

"I heard that no one knows about it now? Even the servants in the villa don't know about it. I heard that the flowers were received at four o'clock in the morning. Who has nothing to do, watch the night to watch the mysterious flower-giver. Not sleepy Die, also die of cold!"

"is it?"

Jin Qiaohui looked greedy as if she had discovered a new world, rolled her eyes, and said, "Maybe, you can think of this flower-giver as me."

"You? I don't believe it! Missy, you are too spoiled. It is impossible to grow roses. This kind of rough work can't be done by people without strong perseverance. Don't be kidding. Just kill me, I I won't believe it either! Hahaha..."

At that time, Han Enzhu laughed at Jin Qiaohui.Jin Qiaohui was half dead with anger.

It turned out that the flower-giver was not someone else, but Hua Xiaoyi!Simply a hit.

If Hua Xiaoyi is a half-hearted, half-hearted, bad girl, then why would she put so much effort into planting roses for An Yuxi? It's better to make more use of her beauty to seduce other boys.

Moreover, if she wanted to present treasures, Hua Xiaoyi knew that An Yuxi had gone to other places to participate in the competition, so she insisted on sending flowers every day.

Not every girl can have this state of mind of purely sending flowers to someone she likes without asking for anything in return.

This kind of deep and persistent liking is called love.

This is true love, which can be given silently, so bravely and joyfully.

While giving, even if the process of doing it is very difficult, it will still be full of happiness.

Love should be a kind of happy giving.

The return of love is full of gratitude, and the happiness full of gratitude is the highest return!

Snowflakes are falling.

Floating in Han Enzhu's palm, she could not follow Jin Qiaohui to the competition, nor could she stay by An Yuxi's side.

However, she feels that there is a kind of liking, but in fact, it doesn't have to be obtained to be called perfect.

Like a person, is my own business.

Snowflakes are pure white and beautiful, because they naturally like to float freely and unrestrainedly. Being able to fall and fly freely is the happiness of snowflakes.

And I like An Yuxi because I like watching him live a free and happy life.

……

After class, Hua Xiaoyi's bell rang again.

Seeing that An Xihao at the same table was drawing on the table, he realized that he was not making trouble this time.

So, she lowered her voice: "Hello? Hello..."

"Is it Xiaoyi? I'm Dad! I'm back in China, how are you at school? Do you miss Dad? It's almost Christmas, so Dad came back early to see my baby girl. I'm going to I'm going to find you at school."

"..."

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Hua Xiaoyi was stunned.

Oh my god, it's Dad. The year before last, he didn't have time to come back. At the end of this year, he finally found out that he had a lonely daughter in China.

Hua Xiaoyi's eye sockets overflowed with crystal clear teardrops.

She choked with excitement: "Dad... Dad, are you... okay? I'm Xiaoyi... I'm Xiaoyi! Where are you? Will you come to see me at school? Dad... Dad... Did you listen Am I talking?"

Seeing her choking, An Xihao frowned.

Every time his father An Nuo returned to China, although he was as happy as Xiaoyi in his heart, but the purpose of his father's return was to send him to the hospital again, and he was about to collapse!

He's had enough, like a sick man, at the mercy of others, with no freedom at all!

But the desire for fatherly love is actually the same for everyone!

(End of this chapter)