"Hello, welcome to Love At The Corner Of The Street."
Han Cihui suddenly averted his gaze from the colorful flowers and met the eyes of a smiling girl.
There was only one girl in the flower shop. She was wearing a blue headscarf and had big eyes. Her smile was like the warm sun in spring. Just one look was enough to make people's hearts warm.
Han Cihui's heart warmed because of her smile. He rubbed his hands on his jeans and looked at the girl with a gentle smile.
The girl saw him just smiling at her and said nothing. So, she asked politely, "Sir, what kind of flowers do you want to buy?"
"Huh, flowers?" It was then Han Cihui realized that he was not here to admire a beautiful woman. He had come here to buy flowers.
"Oh ... oh ..." Han Cihui tried to remember, but no matter how he thought about it, he only remembered that he wanted to buy lilies. He forgot what color he wanted to buy and how many flowers he wanted to buy.
