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After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Yuan Zhimiao looked very satisfied.

Yuan Zhimiao sent the drunk Peng Huaiyi back to his residence, which was a two-story detached house with a small courtyard. The Western-style house was said to have been built by the British, and the outer walls were covered with emerald green creepers. There was also a rocking chair under the grape trellis in the courtyard.

"Aliang, take my granddaughter home." Old Peng instructed. The security in Gangcheng was not that good, and Old Peng was worried about letting Yuan Zhimiao, a girl, go home alone.

"Okay, Master." Aliang replied immediately.

Mr. Peng asked again, "Girl, would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Yuan Zhimiao replied: "No, Grandpa Peng, I'm going back now. I'll come to see you another day with some wine."

Mr. Peng said, "You have to give me a few more bottles of wine. If you give me less, it won't be enough for me to drink."

"No problem, Grandpa Peng." She was afraid of scaring Grandpa Peng, otherwise Yuan Zhimiao could create a bunch of them in a minute. She recognized Grandpa Peng as her godfather because she got along well with him. If the two of them didn't get along, there was no need to get along.

Yuan Zhimiao and Aliang left Peng Lao's residence. She said to Aliang, "Brother Aliang, please go back! I can go home safely by myself."

Ah Liang said seriously: "I promised Master that I would take you home, so I must keep my word."

Since he said so, Yuan Zhimiao asked Aliang to take her home. With him to chat with her, she would not feel bored. She was thinking that after finishing the things in Hong Kong, she would have to go home. She missed home. She wanted to eat the dumplings made by her grandma, missed her father's nagging, and missed her mother's gentle smile.

When the two passed by a flower shop, Aliang stopped unconsciously. Yuan Zhimiao followed his gaze and saw a short-haired girl wearing a cartoon apron trimming flower branches. She looked very pure and lovely. The girl seemed to notice someone was watching her. She looked up and saw Aliang standing at the door, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

The subtitles remind us that the girl’s name is Guan Yuanyuan, she is 20 years old and currently helping out in her aunt’s flower shop.

"Aliang, do you know this girl?" Yuan Zhimiao asked.

A Liang said: "We have met several times, but we have never spoken."

"Do you like her?" Yuan Zhimiao asked.

Aliang's face turned red. He didn't expect Yuan Zhimiao to ask so directly. He stammered and couldn't explain himself clearly.

"I just want to ask you if you like her?" Yuan Zhimiao found that she quite liked teasing this innocent big boy Aliang.

"I...I...I like her." After holding it in for a long time, A Liang finally said what was in his heart.

Yuan Zhimiao asked: "Is she single?"

A Liang: "I'm not sure, probably not!"

Yuan Zhimiao said: "Then you can confess your feelings!"

A Liang shook his head to show his unwillingness. He was afraid that if he confessed his feelings, she would reject him. Now he would just pass by the flower shop every day and look at her from afar.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, are the flowers ready?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside the house. This person was Guan Yuanyuan's aunt Guan Juena.

"Okay!" Guan Yuanyuan walked into the house with flowers in her hand.

It was only then that Yuan Zhimiao noticed that Guan Yuanyuan was a cripple. It was not noticeable when she was standing, but she limped when she walked.

Aliang explained: "This is a disease she suffered from when she fell from a tree when she was a child. Because her family was poor, she didn't get timely treatment."

Yuan Zhimiao smiled and said, "It seems that you understand it very well?"

Er Gouzi, who was floating in the air, said: "Aliang would pass by the flower shop every day just to take a look at Guan Yuanyuan."

"My family just happens to need a bouquet of flowers." Yuan Zhimiao entered the flower shop. The shop was not big, but it was filled with all kinds of flowers. Some of the flowers had already been packaged and were waiting to be sent out.

Guan Yuanyuan stepped forward and asked, "Miss, what do you need?"

Yuan Zhimiao asked: "Do you have any white roses here?"

Guan Yuanyuan pointed to the white roses in a bucket beside her and said, "These just arrived this morning. If you need them, I can trim and pack them for you."

Guan Yuanyuan noticed that Aliang was following Yuan Zhimiao and was slightly startled, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Then give me a bouquet of white roses!" Yuan Zhimiao wanted to place the flowers on the coffee table in her new home.

"Please wait a moment." Guan Yuanyuan began to trim the white roses skillfully, with a strand of hair hanging naturally on her forehead. Guan Yuanyuan's skin was very white, like a porcelain doll.

"where are you come from?"

Guan Yuanyuan replied while working: "I am from Ontario."

Yuan Zhimiao said: "What a coincidence, I am also from the mainland. I am from Liaoning Province."

Guan Yuanyuan looked at the beautiful girl in front of her, who was dressed in fashionable clothes. She said, "But you don't have an accent at all. I have been in Hong Kong for three years, and I still can't get rid of my accent."

Yuan Zhimiao said: "It's hard to change your accent! It took me a long time to learn how to speak it fluently. My name is Yuan Zhimiao, nice to meet you."

"My name is Guan Yuanyuan, nice to meet you."

Just a few words brought the two girls closer together.

"Yuanyuan, do you have a boyfriend?" Yuan Zhimiao asked.

A Liang stood not far away, listening with his ears erect, sneaking around like an unruly thief. In fact, he was just observing and did not confirm from Guan Yuanyuan whether she had a boyfriend.

Guan Yuanyuan said in a frustrated tone: "Who would like a cripple like me?"

Yuan Zhimiao smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true."

Guan Yuanyuan looked at Aliang who was standing behind her. When he met her gaze, Aliang quickly dodged away.

Yuan Zhimiao could sense that Guan Yuanyuan had feelings for Aliang, but neither of them had broken the window paper. She was in a good mood today and was willing to be the matchmaker.

"There is someone who likes you very much."

Guan Yuanyuan's heartbeat quickened, and her face turned red like an apple. She knew who the girl was talking about, but she still pretended to be calm and asked, "Who is that?"

"Far away in the horizon, yet close at hand." Yuan Zhimiao pulled Aliang over from behind, and the sudden action frightened Aliang. He was a little incoherent when he saw Guan Yuanyuan.

Guan Yuanyuan even forgot to work and looked at Aliang helplessly.

Aliang's face turned red, his brain went blank, and he even forgot to breathe. After a while, he remembered to breathe, but his body was stiff and he didn't know what to do.

Yuan Zhimiao could tell that these two people were more shy than each other.

"Yuanyuan, do you like Brother Liang?"

Aliang stared at Guan Yuanyuan blankly, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Guan Yuanyuan didn't say anything. She felt a little inferior because she was a disabled person.

"I am a cripple."

"I don't mind." Aliang said without hesitation.

Guan Yuanyuan looked at him and said, "If you stay with me, people will talk about you."

A Liang said firmly: "I don't care!"