She watched her mother leave with a smile among the hibiscus flowers. She loved flowers, but she only hated hibiscus flowers. She learned to be lonely and gave everything to Haitang.
He likes hibiscus because her flower language is tenacity. His kindness became the April wind that blew away the last ray of crabapple fragrance.
She finally fell in love with Hibiscus, and he finally found Begonia Xiang.