[Florist & Hong Kong Prince]
The dusk spreads over the old street of Gangmen, and the fragrance of flowers spreads into the ordinary world.
She runs a small flower shop called Four Seasons in Gangmen Old Street. Her life is light and stable, and she doesn't dare to dream or ask for affection.
Until that calm, introverted man with his own temperament appeared, and he could see through her gentleness and talent hidden in the fireworks at a glance.
He is her investor, her confidence, and the light that she dare not touch.
He supported her dream of a flower art show, opened his own brand all over the country, illuminated the way forward for her, and quietly hid her heartbeat in the years.
The old alley remains the same, new dreams are born, and two lonely hearts slowly get closer in the dusk and the fragrance of flowers.
He tattooed her birth date on his right shoulder, and the black ink penetrated into his bones.
She branded his years on her left shoulder with red ink to hide her love.
I thought the years would be gentle and gentle, but my fate suddenly turned stormy——
He had been in a coma for five months, was critically ill for several times, and was on the line between life and death.
She knelt in front of the Buddha, smashed her forehead, cried heartbrokenly, and prayed to heaven and earth for his return with all her strength.
To love to the extreme is to disregard everything and to be inseparable whether life or death.
Fortunately, love overcomes all difficulties, and he finally wakes up for her.
After the storm, the diamond ring on the fingertips shined, their eyes met, and they only said softly and solemnly:
Happy wedding.
It turns out that the most moving thing in the world is never the vigorous one.
But there are people who cross mountains and seas to come for you, and there are people who risk their lives to live for you.
Love may be late, but it will eventually arrive.
The old alleys will always exist, and the four seasons will be for you.
