"Most of your questions are about climbing roses. When you look at them every day, of course, you can tell them apart," Ning Youguang chuckled lightly.
"What is this?" Zhuang Siqi asked as he walked back from under the archway to the tea table, casually touching a well-blooming flower swaying in the wind, "Can I pick it?"
"Welco."
"What?"
"The flower you’re holding is called ’Welco’; you can pick it."
Zhuang Siqi decisively picked the flower from his hand and said, "OK, welco."
...
"Is there a reason for planting so many climbing roses?" Zhuang Siqi sat back at the tea table and curiously asked while holding his coffee.
"Planting climbing roses can create an archway, and in sumr, the lush leaves can provide shade for the hydrangeas underneath."
"Oh, oh, oh, if you hadn’t said, I would have thought putting hydrangeas under the flower wall was to save space."
"That’s partly true," Ning Youguang said.
"The garden isn’t at its peak blooming period now, right?" Although the garden was already splendid, Zhuang Siqi knew that most flowers bloom in May.
"Yes, the peak bloom period for the small garden is in May, when the roses burst into bloom."
That’s why, for the past two years, co May, her cara is always busy.
Mainly because she wants to capture the beauty that has been a year in the waiting, to savor it before the next bloom.
Shi Wangyue doesn’t like taking photos but loves enjoying the scenery of May’s climbing roses and roses blooming.
Moreover, he greatly enjoys sitting in the garden chair, reading, feeling the wind, and sipping wine with the flowers in the evenings.
As a result, Ning Youguang often can’t help but wonder when she sees Shi Wangyue sitting in the garden after work, "Does he love to co ho on ti because I am here, bringing work ho to do? Or is it because he can’t bear the sight of the flowers at sunset, so he often cos ho on ti bringing work ho to do?"
But whatever,
To her, these occasional speculations are all illusions, unimportant.
The important thing is knowing that the person who cos ho on ti every day is happy.
Sothing he often said to her is, "I am responsible for planting the flowers, you are responsible for appreciating them."
— "This flower is really you."
Occasionally, Ning Youguang would smile and retort, "These flowers are ours."
"Yes, they are ours." Shi Wangyue typically agrees with a light chuckle.
Because of the height of the building, plus the fact that both units on the rooftop belong to them,
There are no neighbors around, which makes it rare for anyone to realize that on top of a high-rise reinforced concrete building, soone has planted a "rose garden" for their beloved.
The flower-planting Shi Wangyue is completely different from Shi, the general, who wears tailored suits, moves through upscale office buildings, and has a cold deanor.
He wears the handmade organic cotton clothes that Ning Youguang bought for him, turning the soil and wielding scissors in the garden, perfectly resembling a gardener.
However, even if Shi the general turns into a gardener, he is still a very attractive gardener.
Last night at the dinner table, there was sothing Ze Wu didn’t precisely ntion —
Every morning at their house, it’s her who wakes up to look at the flowers in the garden. She patiently observes the changes in each flower.
How could Shi have ti to look at the flowers in the morning?
He needs to work out and make breakfast.
Thinking of this, Ning Youguang couldn’t help but laugh and say to the Zhuang twins, "The essence of gardening is in planting. Whether you succeed or fail, there are always rewards. Through planting, we observe the growth of plants, draw strength from them, relieve stress, make us more composed and joyful, enriching our spiritual world."
...
After chatting for a long ti, Zhuang Siqi finally realized that if it’s the rooftop, the terrace turned into a garden seems quite large.
"Do you have such a big terrace attached to a house?"
Zhuang Jianxian’s gaze just happened to fall on the neighboring unit. He noticed the terrace next door is connected to this one, so he asked, "Is the unit next door also yours?"
Ning Youguang nodded, "Yes."
"You two live in such a big house?" From arriving, Zhuang Siqi realized that the house where Shi Wangyue and Ning Youguang live is quite large; now hearing the neighboring unit is theirs, he was quite surprised.
"Next door is the study," Ning Youguang explained.
"Study?" Zhuang Jianxian was astonished, "Your building only has two units per floor. Next-door unit should be equally large, so is your study that big?"
"We enjoy spending ti in the study," Ning Youguang said.
"The goddess is a professor, a writer, and a cultured person," Zhuang Jianxian knew sowhat about Ning Youguang. "Isn’t having a decent study normal?"
"Indeed." After his brother’s reminder, Zhuang Siqi also realized his reaction was quite uncultured and then tried to cover himself, "Youyou, can I visit your study?"
"Of course." Ning Youguang asked, "Right now?"
"Yes," Zhuang Siqi nodded.
A curiosity also filled Zhuang Jianxian’s eyes.
Ning Youguang led them directly through the garden to the other side, opened the glass door of the neighboring study.
The door happened to be the door to her "Wusheng Study."
When Ning Youguang pushed the door open, Zhuang Jianxian and Zhuang Siqi imdiately felt a calming atmosphere enveloping the room, astonishing them.
"Your study is so empty," Zhuang Jianxian remarked.
"Why do I feel my heart quiets down significantly as soon as I enter?" Zhuang Siqi added.
She spoke these words while looking at Zhuang Jianxian, who nodded in agreent, "I also feel very peaceful and comfortable."
"When designing this room, I instructed the designer to keep it empty and quiet," Ning Youguang said. "Would you like to go further in and take a look?"
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