I was nineteen that year, she was eighteen, and it was the flowery years, and the love sinus was just beginning to bloom.
At the first meeting, the friend suggested going to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, saying that as long as the woman did not dislike flowers, and repeatedly instructed to buy red roses. I was new to the love scene, I had no experience, so I'll just listen to it.
Go to a small flower shop outside the school, there is only a beautiful woman in the store cutting flowers, ask her which is a red rose, she replied, she has exactly, I immediately approached and looked carefully, found that the flowers are very red, and then take a closer look, there are even thorns on the branches, what if the thorns break her hand? I couldn't help but not want to buy it. Looking back, I saw a cluster of purple flowers in the corner of the store, which was very pleasing to the eye, and asked, What kind of flower is that? The clerk replied that it was not to forget me, as soon as I heard the name of the flower, I immediately decided that it was it! When the clerk wrapped the flowers, he suggested that it should be matched with a full star (a small white flower), I said yes, after she wrapped it, I found it really beautiful! It's what I want it to be!
When she saw her favorite, she offered herself a bouquet of flowers with her hands, and she seemed to be happy to receive it, and after a long time without speaking, she walked silently with me on the boulevard under the nightlight, and then said that there was something to leave.
Although we also have a later, there have been wind and snow moon, but there is no tomorrow! She also mentioned once that the men and women who met for the first time did not send forget me, and I asked why, and she did not give me an answer. I don't know the answer until now.
Maybe my original intention is beautiful, I hope she will not forget me, but there is nothing that can not be forgotten, long life, several degrees of ups and downs, I may not be in her heart for a long time, and I only occasionally remember her handsome face and the tenderness that has given me!