Chichi Dessert Shop opened at the end of Laohuai Street, and Song Tingyu opened the shop step by step. Her life was dull, and she thought it would always be like this. One day a child squatted at the door and she took him into the store.
Later, the child came every day, and his uncle also came every day. My uncle would put down a bouquet of flowers on the bar, white roses, lisianthus, and daisies, which he kept changing for a whole month.
That day he put down the flowers and was about to leave. Song Tingyu finally said, "Just come empty-handed tomorrow."
He looked back at her, as if confirming something he had been waiting for a long time.
He came empty-handed the next day. There was still the bouquet of flowers from yesterday on the windowsill. He stood in front of her, just to see her.
Intention: Actions arrive earlier than words