"It's no longer the season for flowers to bloom."
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After Zhou Qishen passed away, I received letters sent to me anonymously by someone who had written to me in the past few years. These yellowed letters were full of words, telling of love and attachment that could not be expressed in words.
I looked through the past letters, and "Jieyu" appeared many times in the letters. This is my and his favorite flower. I often jokingly call him Mr. Jieyu. The gentle words are consistent with his temperament. He was not my type at first, but he gradually became my standard for choosing a mate. Maybe it's love that overwhelms reason.
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On New Year's Eve, we made wishes to each other. I asked him what he wished for, but he hesitated and didn't dare to tell me. I don't know if it was because the weather was too cold, but his face was a little flushed, but he looked much cuter. Later I stopped asking and he told me.
"My wish is for my wife to be safe and happy."
"Qianqian, what about yours? Will I be in your wish?"
Zhou Qishen's urgent tone was like that of a child seeking rewards for doing good deeds, but when it came to talking about himself, his confidence was very low. He was a little worried about gains and losses, and anxious to confirm his status.
Later, my wish was no longer to be by the other person's side, but as if we had reached a certain consensus. No matter whether the crabapples were in bloom or not, we must be safe and happy.
It turns out that we are each other's Begonia. (Just a flower name)
Intention: Peace and happiness for everyone, don't fall in love when you have nothing to do. The title of the article and the "Jieyu" mentioned in each article are a brief description of Begonia's alias Jieyuhua, which only represents the name of the flower.