The Daisies Are Blooming and I Am Here for You

She was rescued by chance when she was young, and she left the boy a bouquet of daisies of various colors. Although he had long forgotten her when he was young, he still vaguely remembered the bouquet of dried flowers placed in his room. When the boy was eight years old, she came slowly with a large bouquet of daisies in her arms, her snow-white gauze clothes fragrant with every step, and said to him: Young Master, this is for you. When we met again, the boy was already 12 years old, and he was old enough to get engaged. He said to the cold woman: I am about to get married. The boy was still unmarried when he was 16 years old, but he had grown up to be one of the top candidates for a husband in the capital. He still recognized her at a glance when people came and went in the city. She still looked the same. Bingpo Shayi slowly walked over holding a large bouquet of daisies: Young Master, here is this for you...