Every iris that Lin Shijun gave to Jiangbei was a whispered "I love you".
But Jiangbei only loves narcissus, just like its flower language: only loves itself.
They met in spring and will be separated in spring. After an accident, Lin Shijun saw Jiangbei clearly and left a pot of tea and a note: "The flower shop on Jiefang Road is very good." Walk cleanly.
Intention: Unknown