When Chu Jiming first met Lin Yin, it was at Qingmuyi Flower Shop. Lin Yin didn't know about it, so he always thought that they just met at work.
In the evening after it has rained, there is a unique smell of earth after rain in the air. The dim yellow street lights illuminate the entire street, and also reflect the water in the small puddles on the asphalt road, making it shine golden.
The leaves at the door were blown to the ground by the wind, and then were crushed by the cars passing by on the road and thrown up into the mud.
The next day was Chu Jiming's mother's birthday. After work, he drove directly to the flower shop to order flowers.
When Chu Jiming arrived, Lin Yi'en was wearing rubber gloves and squatting on the ground, picking up a lot of flowers and cutting off the unnecessary branches and roots when arranging flowers.
Put it all in a black plastic bag, then go back and pick up the bucket of wastewater at the door and pour it into the sewer fifty meters away.
At that time, Chu Jiming offered to help her pour it out, and Lin Yin raised her head and smiled at him. "Thank you, this is too dirty, I'll do it."
Chu Jiming only felt that her strength was amazing.
Lin Yin took off his gloves and picked up the post-it note. "Sorry for the long wait. What flowers do you want?"
"A bouquet of roses, add some lilies." Chu Jiming said.
"When will I get it?"
"Tomorrow morning at half past ten."
Lin Yin's neat private post-it note was posted on the door frame. "Okay sir, I've written it down."
Later, Lin Yien asked Chu Jiming. "That day you asked me where I was going. When I said I was going to Aoki Flower Shop, you went there without navigation."
Chu Jiming gave her an enigmatic look. "Maybe I've met you before. Don't change the subject. When are you going to think about it?"
Lin Yien also laughed and walked forward with her hands behind her back. "I bought a bunch of snow willows."
Chu Jiming was a little confused. "Hmm"
Lin Yin turned around and said, "Wait until the snow willows bloom under my care."
Intention: Like a rotten tree, also like an ant that strays into the big world. I just wait for you to come close to me.