Xu Qinghuan opened a flower shop alone in a small attic. Suddenly a customer came who always bought white roses on Wednesdays. When she first met Zhou Boyu, Xu Qinghuan wanted to know what kind of person it was like to love someone like that.
The scenery and moonlight are so general that we cannot talk about them. We cannot get close to each other, we can only peek at them, and we can only steal foresight or delusion.
This was Xu Qinghuan's evaluation of Zhou Boyu and a warning to herself. She originally thought it was just a friendship between the shopkeeper and the customer, but she didn't want to be together anymore and was reluctant to stay away. Zhou Boyu originally thought that he would wither and pass away like the white rose in less than a year, but he didn't want her to say, I wish you a happy life.
Diary of Zhou Boyu
Why does she keep looking at me and doesn't like it.
Her eyes were so bright that she wanted to put them out.
Will never go to this flower shop again. September 27, 2021 ·
She plays mysunhine all the time, she likes this song very much
She is squeamish
She said that all the white roses in the store belong to me, and so does she.
"Huan Huan"
I looked up and saw endless no return, looked down and saw countless joys
-You promised me
Purpose: May we be strong and bright