Nuan Nuan and her roommates were adjusting their bachelor's uniforms in the crowd. There was noise behind them. Everyone was saying that a boy came over with flowers, and they didn't know whose boyfriend it was.
Nuan Nuan also joined in the fun and turned around to look. She was stunned on the spot. It wasn't anyone's boyfriend, nor hers, but Ye Mu.
He saw that she turned around and didn't leave anymore. He lowered his head and sent her a message on his mobile phone.
Come over.
Nuan Nuan walked to him step by step, somewhat unresponsive.
"Why are you here?"
Ye Mu held a bouquet of lisianthus and handed it to her, "I haven't given you flowers yet."
He took it with warm hands, "Thank you."
Nuan Nuan has never been interested in flowers and cannot be happy. He is still looking down at the flowers when he hears the man above him speak.
"I promised you that I would come to your graduation ceremony, but I can't break my promise, lest you and your friends call me a scumbag in the future."
Wen Nuan's eyes were wet, and he raised his head and met Ye Mu's eyes, which were very affectionate and reluctant.
He stretched out his arms, "Don't cry, give me a hug."
She stepped forward and leaned against him.
Ye Mu's tone was gentle and thoughtful, "Cry less in the future. I'm afraid other men won't be as patient as me and will get annoyed."
"Am I annoyed?"
"Kind of."
Nuan Nuan bit his arm.
He then joked, "You also like to bite. I'm really afraid that you won't find a boyfriend in the future."
Wen Nuan left his embrace and took half a step back.
He leaned forward and kissed her lips, just once.
"Happy graduation."
"I made my graduation wish for you, and I want to give back the wish you made for me last time."
He smiled fondly and asked, "What are you promising?"
"I wish you happiness, health and everything goes well."
Just like what he promised her.
"We're settled."
It's really clear.
Ye Mu stopped laughing and couldn't laugh, because they were in the clear.
"Thank you for the flowers." After saying that, Nuan Nuan turned and walked into the crowd.
This bouquet of flowers was the only gift from him that she accepted.
When Ye Mu was choosing flowers, he saw the various flower languages posted on the wall of the flower shop, and he chose lisianthus.
The flower language of lisianthus is: consistent love.
What he gave her was his love for her that would never change.
Purpose: We need sincere love, whether it lacks bravery or romance, but must be sincere.