The flower language of lavender is "waiting for love", just like I am waiting for you, regardless of the return date. About us, it has long been tacitly understood. Later, he chased her to this northern city. After she worked, he came to this flower house part-time. They played a game of flower language in which they didn't agree with each other.
This is a brainless short story written by me when I was in high school. Thank you all for reading it~ Maybe I don't have much writing skills, so let's have fun~ I hope everyone can get the best love. Waiting for love, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.
Intention: This person is like a rainbow. When you meet someone, you will know there is one.