I Opened a Flower Shop in the Human World

I opened a flower shop, and none of my customers are human.

I'm Xia Nanchu, a "flower shop owner" who can empathize with the dead. Every bouquet holds a story left unfinished:

Passing along a drowned bride's blessing to her husband, resolving a misunderstanding between an old tailor and his young apprentice...

Until, in the language of baby's breath, I glimpsed the long-hidden wound of top-tier star Ji Qingyu: the mother who had "abandoned her family."

I helped him clear up the misunderstanding, but he turned his attention to me. "How do you know all this? Why is there always sadness in your eyes?"

I dodged his questions, but he kept pressing me, even putting his mortal body between me and a vengeful spirit when it attacked.

The deity who governs contracts sneered a warning: "Interfere with the living, and you'll suffer eternal ruin."

Yet Ji Qingyu placed a ring in my palm:

"If remembering you is a curse, then I'll gladly endure the punishment for all eternity."

[Healing stories inspired by twelve flower meanings x angsty romance bound by a divine contract x a top-tier star's desperate protection]

It turned out that after healing all the dead, the one who needed saving in the end was me.