Feng Qinyi took a break from her busy schedule and bought a pot of gardenias to use as decoration on the counter, even though the store was full of people coming and going.
I thought of adding some water, but unfortunately the leaf tips gradually withered, the flower mud dried up, and I didn't wait for the owner to take care of me again.
He had just changed the wrench in his hand and shrugged to wipe the sweat from his eyes. He suddenly remembered the long-forgotten flowers on the counter: he had raised the wrong flower from the beginning, not the flower, but the person in front of him.
In this way, it is inevitable to win.
Yan Ruo, who was hiding in the darkness, said calmly: "You are not worthy."
And she is even less worthy.
Intention: Broken wings do not prevent flying