This is not the first time He Mo has given flowers to a girl. As long as his previous girlfriends suit his liking and make him happy, he is willing to give some sweet treats like this. Girls are meant to be coaxed. Over time, He Mo gradually figured out the rules. As long as he was given enough rituals and just the right amount of care, most of the other people would be devoted to him, love him, look up to him, worship him, accompany him, cherish him, and need him. And he enjoys the warmth of being cared for, and he can break up and get away at any time. He has accepted one hot heart after another but never delivered his sincerity. After all, it was the woman who confessed her love first, and he just passively accepted it.
Until Bai Li threw the champagne rose into the trash can with her own hands, neatly and in one go, He Mo's invincible sense of superiority was abruptly torn apart. Only then did he realize that she had outstanding appearance, was equally sober and proud, and refused to be his accessory.
His heart is a wilderness that seems vast and vast, but in fact is full of weeds.
She is a dandelion. She seems to be content with everything, but in fact she never gives in.
Intention: After an ambiguous temptation failed, she pretended to flatter him, and he was willing to perish. Old wounds never heal, love only relieves pain.
