Campus? City? Workplace? Abuse? Sweet? The entanglement of fate, the intertwining of souls, maybe it's because the sun was shining brightly that day, maybe it's because of the courage I mustered up that day, or maybe we've met before, but I think the biggest reason is the mutual sympathy, soul resonance, and intersecting destiny.
"What is the flower language of the little daisy?"
"Guess"
"The flower language of white Hibiscus flower is pure love."
"As long as you live a good life, it doesn't matter if you hate me."
Intention: The language of flowers is hard to change, love is hard to move, there is always doubt, it will eventually perish, time is fleeting, but love will last forever.