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Xiaohua is crying.

Although flowers cannot cry, you can tell from the sound that it is crying very sadly.

Yan Jiuting helplessly reached out and touched it: "Why are you crying?"

Fu Yuan cried for a long while, and then she sobbed and said, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't have been so arrogant because of my love for you... wuwuwu, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you..."

"When did I blame you?" Yan Jiuting was very confused as to why it was crying.

"Young Master." It sobbed.

Even though she was so sad, her tone still revealed a bit of dominance: "You are the best person in the world, you are not allowed to say bad things about yourself."

Yan Jiuting then realized that Xiaohua was sad because of the selfish words he had just said to her.

He was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Normally, you would be unhappy when I talk about you, but why are you crying when I talk about myself?" The man looked very embarrassed. "You little flower really likes to worry."

"Worry?" Fu Yuan rarely encountered a word that she didn't quite understand. She tilted her head, looking silly and cute.

Yan Jiuting's heart suddenly felt incredibly soft, and he really didn't know what to do with it.

"Be good, and I'll take you out tonight."

He came here just to talk about this. The last time it grew petals, it was dying for the whole day, so they didn't get to play with it that time.

However, he has always been a trustworthy person and will definitely make up for it if it is missing.

After all, she was still a child. She was sad a moment ago, but when she heard about going out to play, she immediately forgot everything and was so happy that she was shaking with joy: "Really? Really? We can go out to play today!"

"When have I ever lied to you?" The man chuckled. "But there are a lot of people here tonight, so you have to stay in my sleeves and don't run around. Otherwise, if you fall to the ground, you'll be trampled to pieces."

It sounds terrible.

Fu Yuan shuddered violently and promised seriously: "I will definitely not run around!"

"Be good." Yan Jiuting touched it again and then was called away.

Fu Yuan continued to stay in the room like a flower, but this time it was not bored anymore. It was in a good mood and was looking forward to the evening coming soon.

The birds in the sky fly in groups in one direction. They fly back and forth all day long and seem to never get tired.

"Brother Bird, do you know what day it is today?" Fu Yuan was in a good mood and took the initiative to talk to the flock of birds.

A bird flying behind noticed the pink and delicate flower on the windowsill and thought it was beautiful, so it took a closer look. When it heard the voice, it was very surprised: "Are you talking?"

Animals and plants have their own language to communicate, but it is limited to their own kind. For example, no matter how loudly the flowers in a flower field make noise, the nearby insects cannot hear them.

So at this moment, the bird thought he was hallucinating and asked the bird brothers next to him: "Did you hear anything just now?"

"I heard it. That little flower called us brother. Its voice is quite pleasant to hear."

It's really strange that this flower can actually communicate with other species.

"Today is the Shangsi Festival for humans. There will be many festival activities in the evening, and some kind people will give alms to stray animals. We will go there to join in the fun."

Birds fly in the sky all day long. They are well-informed and know a lot of things.

Fu Yuan humbly asked: "What is Shangsi Festival?"

The bird that had replied earlier probably thought it was cute, so it added a few more words: "Shangsi Festival is also called Daughter's Day in folk culture. Girls can participate in it when they reach the age of 15. On this day, they will prepare a handkerchief embroidered by themselves and give it to the boy they like. If the boy also likes the other girl, he will give her a flower in return, thus establishing a bond."

"Oh." It probably understood.

The birds flew away, and Fu Yuan looked at one place, quietly in a daze.

What are you doing now, sir?

If he takes me out tonight, will he still wear the fairy-like and eye-catching white dress?

So will he receive a lot of handkerchiefs from girls?

Would he show his extremely handsome face that is so attractive to men?

So will he receive a lot of handkerchiefs from girls?

Fu Yuan had a lot of random thoughts in his mind, which finally turned into a long sigh.

Just collect it.

When you come back you can wipe the table and wash the dishes, etc. It’s so practical.

It, it is not unhappy, yes, it is not!

… …

During the Shangsi Festival, lights are bright and crowds of people are bustling.

In addition to ordinary people in the underworld, some dignitaries also like to hide their identities and join in the fun among the people.

Whenever a festival comes, the happiest people are the vendors. After all, they can earn in two days what they would have earned in several months.

During the Shangsi Festival, there are flower bracelets, love locks, love knots, and all kinds of exquisite accessories and trinkets, most of which are popular among young men and women.

Along the way, you can hear all kinds of hawking, such as "Buy this pair of love locks, and you will love each other for a lifetime", and "Look at this beautiful girl, she will be even more beautiful if she wears my hair flower" and so on.

Fu Yuan had never seen so many people, nor had he seen so many rare things. He clung to the man's sleeve tightly, only sticking out a small part of his head, looking around, and found everything new and interesting.

"Sir~" A sweet and delicate voice sounded from behind.

Fu Yuan's originally cheerful mood was immediately interrupted again.

Very good, they have only been out for half an hour, and this is the fourth handkerchief tonight.

Yan Jiuting still gently and politely rejected the other party, and the reason was still: the children at home would be unhappy if they saw it.

It is so sad that such a handsome and talented young man got married at a young age and even had a child.

The girl walked away with her handkerchief covering her face in disappointment.

Fu Yuan was secretly happy in her heart, but she was still very arrogant: "You haven't even got married, how can you have a child? It turns out that you can lie too."

"It's called a white lie." The man smiled and flicked it with his finger. "Girls are shy. I can't just say, sorry, I don't like you? So sometimes an appropriate excuse is a good idea."

After listening to this, Fu Yuan sighed for a while: "How great would it be if everyone in this world had the same good intentions as you, young master?"

"That's wishful thinking."

Yan Jiuting snorted and laughed, the scenery in his eyes was more beautiful than the stars and moonlight tonight: "I am the only one in the world, you will never find another one who can treat you as well as I do."

He is usually a gentle and steady man, but at this moment he looks so energetic when speaking, and he actually has the temperament of a young man full of vigor and vitality, which makes people unable to take their eyes off him.

Fu Yuan was stunned and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"I'm not looking for it." It muttered softly, and suddenly felt its heart beating faster.