648: C648 Long Time No See

C648 Long Time No See

"Dingdong, Dingdong." Xue Xue'er followed the address given by Yang Songshu and took the bus. Soon, she arrived at their neighborhood. Under the guidance of the neighbors, she successfully found the entrance of their house.2

Yang's father and Yang's mother were originally intellectual, and their family was rich, so they bought a house in the provincial capital. It was on the first floor, and there was even a small garden attached to it.

Yang's mother had always had a habit of flowers and plants, so she used a fence to circle the small garden, treating it as her own small world. The Yang father and son both pampered her and did not say anything.

There were all kinds of things planted in this little garden, but the outer layer was full of tall and big roses. These roses were lush and lush, almost covering the scenery in the small garden densely.

It wasn't the season of the rose, but there were still sparse rose flowers. Looking from afar, it looked like a purple waterfall full of shelves, and it was strangely pleasing to the eye to look at. Under the contrast of those green leaves, it was exceptionally dazzling. If one were to take a closer sniff, one would be able to smell the rich fragrance of flowers.

Xue Xue'er was momentarily moved and actually walked under the rose too. Stepping on the limestone slab, she tiptoed to smell the nearest rose. Coincidentally, there was a little butterfly that flew over and actually landed on her nose.

With a puff, she laughed.

Yang Songshu opened the door and saw the portrait of the Rose Beauty. The sunlight from the right angle was evenly shining on Xue Xue'er's side face, giving her a layer of golden light. Adding these roses and butterflies, it was very hard to not suspect if she was the fairy of the flowers.

In the next moment, she was going to return with the wind.

He quietly stood at the door and admired the beautiful scenery, not wanting to disturb her. It was only when Xue Xue'er finished appreciating herself that she turned her head and saw his figure.

"Songshu? When did you come?" Xue Xue'er was like a child who had been caught making mistakes. She was a little embarrassed. She was actually addicted to other people's flowers and was even caught. How embarrassing would it be if news of this got out?

She had never done such a thing in her previous life.

Yang Songshu did not expose her, and even untied her. "No, I just came."

That was good, that was good.

Xue Xue'er patted her small chest in a dangerous manner, but the blush on her face still quietly climbed up, looking like she was a little tipsy. She knew that she was ashamed, but she did not know, and thought that she saw her sweetheart.

"Does Xue'er really like rose flowers?" Yang Songshu changed the topic in order to not let her continue to be ashamed. Xue Xue'er was also successfully attracted. Her gaze once again fell on the rose flowers that were just blooming.

Her lips moved and her brows furrowed slightly. "I don't really like it. I just feel that it is very pretty."

Handsome? That was enough.

Yang Songshu took a step forward and walked to her side. He did not even blink. He directly plucked one of the roses that his mother had raised for a few years. Actually, it was not like he was plucking it. It was more like he was pulling it out.

He was a layman and didn't care about these flowers. Now that Xue Xue'er liked it, he did not mind sending the flowers over to make people like them.

He took off all the green leaves along with them until there was only one whole flower left before he put them on Xue Xue'er's braids.

"This flower is perfect for you."

Xue Xue'er also did not expect Yang Songshu to be so rude and directly cut off the flower. If she knew that he would do that, she would definitely say that she did not like it.

If Yang Songshu's mother saw this, what would she do?

Who would have known that when it rains, it will rain overnight? Yang's mother waited for Xue Xue'er for a long time and did not come. She directly went out to look for someone. The moment she came, she saw her son and Xue Xue'er standing together.

Xue Xue'er's braids still had the rose that she painstakingly planted, and the green leaves under her son's feet seemed to be evidence that he had ruthlessly destroyed the flower.

For a moment, Yang's mother did not know if she should welcome Xue Xue'er or scold her son. How could she hurt her old mother because she was trying to please the little girl?

Wait! Yang's mother suppressed the anger in her heart and a fake smile appeared on her lips. She said, "Xue'er is here? Quickly come in. Auntie has been waiting for you for a long time."

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