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At this moment, the door with blue flowers printed on it was suddenly opened. Xiao Xiaoxiao, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the room and yawned: "Let's go to eat, I'm almost starving to death... Eh. , why are you all here?"
She looked at the people standing on the left in confusion. Perhaps sensing that something was not right in the atmosphere, she cast an inquiring look at Han Zhou.
"To choose a room for Han Zhou."
Noila Mo glanced at her casually, then withdrew her gaze and continued to look at Han Zhou.
Since this guy wanted to help Han Zhou change the subject, she brought it back.
"Choose a room?" Xiao Xiaoxiao looked surprised and asked strangely, "Isn't Han Zhou staying in the room next to me?"
As soon as these words came out, not to mention other people, even Han Zhou was stunned for two seconds.
No, do I have so many rooms?
He originally wanted to remind Xiao Xiaoxiao in a subtle way so that the other party would not have to bother so much to help him, so as not to make the matter more and more complicated and possibly even self-defeating. Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiaoxiao seemed to be prepared and faced everything. Not only did she not panic when people looked at her, but she had a depressed expression on her face.
"I chose the room for you based on the language of flowers, didn't you see?"
Everyone was stunned.
Noila Mo looked at Xiao Xiaoxiao's expression and felt a little surprised - this girl didn't lie. This was not a temporary lie, she really thought so from the beginning.
"Xiaoxiao, what do you mean by flower language?" Ouyang Lianyu asked softly.
"Aren't there various flowers on the doors of these rooms? They all have their own flower language. I arrange the rooms for everyone according to the flower language."
Xiao Xiaoxiao pointed to the door of the room next to hers and said with a serious face, "The flowers above are Gesang flowers. The flower language is to cherish the people in front of you. I think it suits Han Zhou very well."
Gu Zheng immediately became interested: "Do you mean that Han Zhou is a person who knows how to cherish?"
"I don't know about that." Xiao Xiaoxiao shook his head and glanced at Han Zhou sleepily, "I'm reminding him to cherish the people around him."
Even though she had already slept, she still didn't seem to have had enough sleep.
He already cherishes it...
Except for Wang Lengqiu, Zhong Ling and the unsuspecting Gu Zheng, the other girls all had the same idea in their minds.
Determined to be in two different situations and be with all the girls I like, what is this called cherishing if not cherishing it?
Gu Zheng didn't notice the expressions of the others and asked curiously: "Xiao Xiao, what is the meaning of the flower on the door of my room?"
Xiao Xiaoxiao helped her choose her room.
Xiao Xiaoxiao smiled: "That is hyacinth, the language of flowers is attention and victory."
There is another meaning she didn't say, which is "rebirth of love" - which means forgetting the sorrow of the past and starting a new love.
Guzheng narrowed her eyes, obviously very satisfied with the language of the hyacinth flower.
"What about Xiaoling and me?" Zhong Yin suddenly spoke, seeming to be quite interested in the language of flowers.
Xiao Xiaoxiao smiled and replied: "Sister Yin, the door of your room is filled with stars, which means silent companionship. Senior Sister Zhongling, the door of your room is filled with sunflowers, which means good hope."
Zhong Yin was startled for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction. The starry flower language suited her very well. She was willing to stay by Xiaoling's side for the rest of her life, and the beautiful hope was exactly what Xiaoling needed.
"Thank you," she said softly.
"How do I remember that the flower language of sunflowers is silent love..."
Han Zhou murmured in his heart that the flower language of sunflowers was one of the few flower languages that he understood. Although the moral of Xiao Xiao's novel was not wrong, it shouldn't be considered the language of flowers, right?
But at this time, we should really choose the good ones...
Speaking of the flower language of gypsophila, I seem to have some impression... Han Zhou took out his mobile phone and searched curiously, and found that he remembered correctly. The most common flower language of gypsophila is actually "love that is willing to be a supporting role."
This kind of flower language... It's not wrong to say that it means silent companionship.
"What about the flower language in Teacher Ouyang's room?"
Han Zhou could tell that Ouyang Lianyu was also interested in the flower language in her room, but he was too shy to ask out of the teacher's reserve, so he stepped forward to help.
Ouyang Lianyu glanced at him helplessly, with a hint of gentleness flashing in her eyes.
"Oh, that's a camellia. The flower language is the ideal of humility and love." Xiao Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "Teacher Ouyang is the most ideal teacher in everyone's mind. It completely conforms to the flower language of camellia."
"I agree!" Han Zhou agreed sincerely.
Ouyang Lianyu seemed a little embarrassed, but seeing the sincerity on their faces, she nodded gently and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you."
Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at Noila Mo who was lacking interest again: "The room I chose for you is the room with platycodon flowers on the door. The language of the flowers is..."
"Hopeless love."
Noila Mo interrupted her and said calmly, "I have seen this flower language in a book."
Her tone was very calm, as if she didn't care about such rhetoric, but the corridor instantly became quiet.
Hopeless love...
This is obviously not a beautiful flower language.
Everyone looked at Noila Mo nervously.
"Then you must not have read that book properly."
Xiao Xiaoxiao shook his head gently and said with a smile, "It also has another flower language, which is eternal love. These two flower languages are relatively extreme. Everything depends on the choice. Of course I choose the latter for you. And Platycodon flowers are quiet and elegant, you just look like that.”
She looked at Noila Mo without fear.
"Yeah."
After a brief silence, Noila Mo sighed lightly and said with a little regret, "I would rather hear the flower language that symbolizes my innocence and beauty...Thank you."
She nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with this explanation.
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiaoxiao, where is the flower language in Wang Lengqiu's room?"
Seeing that everyone in the room was talking about the flower language, Ouyang Lianyu was afraid that Wang Lengqiu would feel left out, so he quickly asked.
She knew very well that Wang Lengqiu would never take the initiative to ask about this kind of thing. Most of the time, this girl was indifferent to everything around her. Because of this, she was quite shocked when she saw the other party speaking for Han Zhou not long ago.
Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Lengqiu, seeming a little apologetic, and said sheepishly: "There are only so many rooms on the second floor, and there are only so many flowers to choose from. The ones that can be used are basically used, and the flower language of other flowers is not very good. , so I picked a fairly good flower language for you from the remaining rooms——"
"Wisteria flowers, the language of flowers is persistent waiting. This is a very romantic flower."
Han Zhou was stunned.
Wang Lengqiu seemed to be distracted for a moment, his eyes quickly swept over Han Zhou, and then he said softly "Thank you."
Persistent waiting, deep longing - she has heard of the flower language of wisteria and likes it.
Seeing that Xiao Xiaoxiao told everyone the flower language on the door of everyone's room one by one, they all believed her words. She had really assigned rooms to everyone according to the flower language a long time ago, instead of suddenly interfering and providing Han Cover up the allocation of day rooms.
In a sense, the temporary residence in this villa was brought to everyone by Xiao Xiaoxiao, so everyone was willing to respect her decision and move into the rooms she had arranged in advance, and Han Zhou naturally You should also live in the room with the Gesang flower printed on the door.
Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Xiaoxiao had done him a big favor again.
Looking at the small blue flowers on the door behind Xiao Xiaoxiao, he suddenly reacted and said, "By the way, Xiaoxiao, you haven't told us what kind of flowers are on the door of your room."
"Yes, I wanted to ask from the beginning, what is the meaning of that blue flower?" Gu Zheng looked curious.
The window at the end of the corridor suddenly made a clanking sound, and the strong wind kept hitting the glass, as if it wanted to rush into the room.
"I thought you all knew each other."
Xiao Xiaoxiao glanced out the window, raised his hands and stretched, as if he had completely cheered up, and blinked at everyone, the smile on his face looked playful and cute.
"It's called forget-me-not."
"The language of the flower is the same as its name."
A white light flashed outside the window.
This was followed by deafening thunder.
The ground outside the villa was gradually dyed dark, and the smell of earth spread to the surroundings.
It's raining.
……
After solving the problem of room allocation, everyone came downstairs, pushed the barbecue grill under the smoke exhauster, lit the charcoal fire and started barbecue.
"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm starving to death." Xiao Xiaoxiao urged.
As the only male in the room, Han Zhou naturally took over the responsibility of barbecue - he could just bear the pain of the oil fume alone, so that he could stay away from the trouble.
Now that he is not in the living room, I believe that with Teacher Ouyang and Sister Yin taking care of them, Noila Mo and Gu Zheng will have no more disputes.
It was raining heavily outside the window, and the continuous sound of rain could be heard.
Oddly enough, the sound of rain on rainy days is always so noisy, but it always brings a sense of tranquility to people.
Seeing Xiao Xiaoxiao keep poking his head, he said helplessly: "Don't worry, just wait for two minutes."
"Two minutes again. That's what you said two minutes ago!" Xiao Xiaoxiao muttered with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Thanks to me working so hard to help you overcome the difficulties, you actually have the nerve to let me starve."
"I've been working very hard on the roast. I can't let you eat it raw, right? Trust me, these are the last two minutes, and there will never be another two minutes."
Han Zhou made a solemn promise, and then wondered, "Where did you learn so much flower language? Not to mention, that Gesang flower is quite consistent with my experience."
Gesang flowers bloom in the harsh plateau environment. Although the plants are thin and young, they can endure the extreme weather and try their best to survive. It can be said that they are indomitable.
Although the environment in which he grew up was not that harsh, the aspect of trying his best to survive was quite similar.
“You don’t need to learn these things specially, you can know them with some common sense in life.”
Xiao Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes, as if he was too lazy to answer the question. He stared at the phone for a long time, and suddenly his expression straightened——
"It's been two minutes! You can eat it this time, right?"
"Ahem...thirty seconds, the last thirty seconds!"
"You guy...I don't care, I will eat it even if it's raw!"
"Hiss—you bit my hand!"
I am not very satisfied with some of these flower meanings. I will try to see if I can find a more suitable one in the future. If there are any changes, I will notify you. The main meaning will not change.
(End of this chapter)
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