In the past twenty years, Shen Mei's life revolved around Shen Kun from beginning to end.
She lowered her body, spent her youth, and gave all her humility and enthusiasm.
But in the end, all I got was pain, I was alone with my eyes closed, and it ended abruptly.
It was not until her last moments that she pieced together a truth that had been delayed for twenty years from the fragmentary words of others.
There is a person in the world named Cheng Yan.
During the years that no one knew about, he silently guarded her for twenty-one years.
Every year on her birthday, a bouquet of white roses would fall quietly, nameless and unknown to anyone.
He once whispered to himself - Give me someone in this life that I will never disturb.
Full of regret and piercing regret, Shen Mei closed her eyes and passed away.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back to the summer when she was twenty years old.
The sun is glaring, the cicadas are chirping, and no tragedy has happened yet.
In this life, she has completely sobered up, cut off her obsessions, and will no longer be the infatuated cannon fodder surrounding the scumbag.
She opened a shop and grew flowers, lived a stable life, and cherished herself and the rest of her life.
It was also in this life that she had a secret that no one else had—
She could hear the flowers and plants talking.
The roses, platycodon, and gypsophila in the store would chat with her quietly, see through her thoughts, rejoice for her, and feel sorry for her.
Flowers bloom with sound, and time comes again.
This time, she doesn't like fame or the wrong person.
She just wanted to turn around and run towards the Cheng Yan who had hidden his tenderness for half his life and loved her silently for his whole life.
