On the third day, another red rose appeared on Lin Xiyue's table. Dewdrops rolled on the delicate petals, and a crystal clear light shining in the morning light.

The red rose symbolizes romantic love, and every girl longs for herself to have it. Lin Xiyue is no exception. Although she doesn’t know who gave it to her, seeing such a rose on such an early morning was enough to make her feel good all day long.

She brought the rose home, put it in a vase on the desk, and carefully added water to it.

This rose bloomed magically for several days, still maintaining its original beauty and fragrance, as if it will never wither.

During those days, Lin Xiyue could still receive various gifts every day.

Sometimes it is a set of comic books that she likes very much;

Sometimes it is some snacks she likes very much;

Sometimes there are some greeting cards with cold jokes written on them...

Although it is not something particularly expensive, it is all things she likes.

And it's touching enough to last for so long.

The rumors that were originally led by Xu Jiayan were self-defeating.

Everyone knows that Lin Xiyue is so poor that she has to be careful when buying a snack.

These gifts combined are definitely not the expenses she can afford.

So all this cannot be her self-directed and acted. There must be a very infatuated boy who has been silently liking her.

Later on, not only the classmates, but also the whole school knew about this, and his eyes were full of envy when he looked at Lin Xiyue.

So what if Yin Haochen rejected her? She was so lucky that she found someone who spoiled her so much.

Ling Xingyu and Chu Qianqian couldn't help but pull Lin Xiyue to gossip, observe all the boys in the class, and finally came to an unanimous conclusion: "It must be from Su Yifeng!"

Lin Xiyue didn't say anything, in fact - since she received the super large pink pig pillow, she vaguely realized that the person should be Su Yifeng.

After all, she likes the Pink Pig and not many people know about it.

Apart from two friends, only Su Yifeng is the only one.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiyue asked two friends to confirm very seriously: "Can you see that I am broken up and give me gifts every day to comfort me, right?"

Chu Qianqian: "We are not as great as you think, nor as rich as you think."

Ling Xingyu: "Even if you have money, you won't spend so much on you. I haven't even had it yet."

Hearing this answer, Lin Xiyue became more sure of her previous guess. She felt a little more anticipated and happy in her heart, but she was a little uneasy.

She was moved by his kindness to her, but she was also a little afraid to accept his kindness to her.

Because she had just been injured, she dared not touch her feelings easily anymore. She was afraid that she would be hurt again.

That night, she lay on the bed, looking at the roses blooming quietly in the dark night, thinking about it for a long time before falling asleep.

After she fell asleep, a dark shadow pushed open the glass door outside the balcony and walked in slowly.

Su Yifeng held a fresh rose in his hand and replaced the rose she had been raising in the bottle with the latest one.

Every night in the past, he would come in the night and replace her with a new rose.

After doing all this, he stood by the bed, quietly looking at her sleeping face, and it took a long time to turn and leave.

The fiery red petals of roses continue to bloom quietly under the dark night.

I give you a rose that never fades, and I hope that sweet breath can soothe the wounds you have suffered in love.

Under the moonlight, the faint fragrance lingers in Lin Xiyue's dream...

Her dream also turned sweet.
Chapter completed!