I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Hey, let's go, let's go back and pack up the remaining things and prepare to go home early." Shi Yule put his arm around Guoguo's shoulders, and the brother and sister went back to the room together.

After Shi Yule and the others left, Lin Hataimu picked a pink rose from the garden and came to Shi'er.

"For you." He said to Shi'er lovingly.

Although Shi'er is not a romantic person, she knows the language of roses and their approximate meaning.

People in the Western Regions don't pay much attention to the language of flowers. Lin Hataimu suddenly gave her pink roses instead of red ones. He must have deliberately learned about the culture of Country A.

When a boy gives a girl a pink rose, it is obviously an expression of love. It means that he likes and admires her, and hopes to start a beautiful love journey with her.

Pink also conveys a subtle and delicate emotion, which is not as ostentatious and obvious as red.

Shi'er looked at the pink rose for a long time without reaching out to take it.

Lin Hataimu smiled and said: "This is my first love, as sweet and gentle as a pink rose. It can perfectly express every heartbeat and shyness. I hope... someday in the future... you can remember that there is a boy named Lin Hataimu on the other side of the earth, which can evoke the memories of our time together.

Don't think too much about it, and you can also put love aside. It symbolizes my best wishes for you. I hope you are happy, healthy, and long-lasting. "

There were tears in Lin Hataimu's eyes, and he was choking with sobs as if a huge stone was stuck in his throat, and his heart was aching violently from the pain.

He couldn't bear to leave Shi'er. After today... he might never see her again in his life.

He wanted to be with her forever, but unfortunately... maybe they were not from the same world after all, and God had to cruelly separate them.

When Lin Hataimu's hand holding the rose dropped weakly, Shi'er suddenly stretched out his hand.

Her slender hand stayed in the air. Lin Hataimu looked at that hand, and his heart, which seemed to be dead, came back to life in an instant.

His eyes were filled with hope, and he quickly handed the pink rose in his hand to Shi'er.

"It's beautiful, and you're good too. But... you've already picked it off, and it will soon wither. Just like the relationship between you and me, it will only exist for a very short time..."

Shi Er said in a sweet voice, gently.

Hearing this, Lin Hataimu's brows furrowed.

He regretted that he should not have picked the roses from the tree, otherwise Shi'er would not have said that.

As long as the rose tree is alive, its flowers will bloom day after day, year after year. Just like the feelings between people, even if they are separated, they will be together again when the flowers bloom again.

"There are a lot of roses like this over there. They are all on the trees. They will bloom again after withering..." Lin Hatamu squatted excitedly in front of the wheelchair where Shi'er was sitting, pointing to the garden over there and motioned to Shi'er.

Shi'er pursed her lips and smiled. Her smile was more beautiful than a pink rose that had just bloomed.

"Yes, the garden here is very big, and there are many roses like this one. Just like the entire Western Region, there are thousands of beautiful women here, too numerous to count."