Section 2

"No charge." The orange stem felt slightly awkward, and her usually not-so-articulate mouth began to stutter, "Actually, this is not worth much, I grew it myself... it's not that great... so there's no charge."

She called out to welcome the guests, rubbing her eyes as she straightened up, feeling a bit dizzy after crouching for a long time

The shop owner is indeed a devoted supporter of the orange stem flower, with both his daughter's name and the shop's name reflecting an affectation that borders on the pathological

You devil, you are raising the price arbitrarily!

"Ha, that means I find you interesting, and I won't even charge you." Li Kong leaned over and whispered in Chun Yuan's ear, "You should wake up a bit too; you look quite cute, and appearing a bit foolish makes you easy to deceive."

"Classmates, we haven't even spoken a word to each other." This is indeed the truth

And *the picture* book said, "Buy the asparagus fern, and what is that broad-leaved plant called? It looks quite nice too," Li Kong said

Li Kong had a look of having gained an advantage, and as soon as he stepped outside, the layer of ice covering his face melted away. With a somewhat mischievous smile, he asked, "What is your relationship with that girl? I haven't seen her before"

The student council president, who usually appears invulnerable, often shares harmless jokes with friends. Anyang Chunyuan, unfazed, picked up a very small cactus, resembling the antlers of a fawn, adorned with soft yellow fuzzy spines, and topped with a small red cactus, akin to wearing a little red hat. Viewed from the side, he looked exceptionally handsome, with a sharply defined chin, embodying the standard of a beautiful face

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Li Kong was not polite, putting the wallet back without even a sincere thank you. Before Chun Yuan could refuse, Ju Geng had already placed the potted plant into the box and packed it into a plastic bag. At this point, he had nothing more to say and could only thank her lightly, his beautiful eyelashes lowered. The two did not engage in any unnecessary pleasantries; Chun Yuan said goodbye to her and exited the shop with Li Kong, one after the other. The sound of wind chimes rippled in the breeze, and he inadvertently turned back to see the subtle four characters on the wooden sign hanging at the flower shop.

She was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and could only swallow hard.

"Well, it is my family's shop," she said

The Night of the Orange Stem

I did not force you with the books again

Oh dear, you might as well force me!

Jing Geng suddenly felt a faint struggle in her heart as she saw him walk over in just a few steps, his dark, tousled hair falling at the edge of his brows, his gaze intently fixed on the potted plant in his hands. Jing Geng's sense of smell was more sensitive than that of ordinary people; although the room was filled with the fragrance of various flowers, as soon as he approached, the fresh and bitter scent of pine wafted into her nostrils.

Chun Yuan brushed aside his hand, showing no gratitude at all. The two of them boarded the bus to Huai Shan Road at the bus stop, and through the glass, they could see them chatting casually. An Yang Chun Yuan had a habit of pinching his chin with his right hand when he was deep in thought, his thin lips pressed together in a subtle manner. It was not until the bus drove past the entrance that Ju Geng scratched his head and returned to the shop to trim the flower branches

"How much for two pots?" Li Kong had already begun to take out his wallet

However, the cactus has many thorns. Li Kong gritted his teeth a little, asking, "Will you help me water the asparagus fern to death?"

No cost

Two boys entered the store and walked to the shelf where potted plants were placed. She thought she had seen it wrong, rubbed her eyes, and felt a bit dazed, rubbing them again. She felt as if her heart was being squeezed gently yet firmly, while the sound of their conversation continued to reach her.

Cacti are relatively easy to care for. An Yangchun Yuan had one hand in his pocket and the other hanging loosely, occasionally resting his chin as he carefully selected. He spoke to his friend rather bluntly, saying, "It would be a miracle if the plants you raise survive for more than a month"

Ah? Chun Yuan thought he had misheard himself and the library, and when he looked up, he encountered the crescent-shaped orange stem eyes, a dark expanse like the night sky. He was slightly taken aback for a moment upon seeing that face, and with his lips pressed together, he said: "Are you working here?" After a pause, he added her name, "Ye Ju Geng."

"Oh, I see." He had little to say, after all, this person in front of him was no different in appearance from other girls, merely a classmate. When they met, they would only nod politely, at most offering each other a smile that hardly qualified as such. Li Kong reluctantly picked up a pot of cactus, noticing that Chun Yuan was greeting someone, probably a classmate or the like, but his smile faded ungraciously, replaced by a cold and indifferent expression.

How much is this potted cactus