Chapter 95: A single white rose.
The weekend could not have come to an end fast enough for Mei Mei. Nothing pleased her more than bidding farewell to manager Gao and little fatty. As soon as the camp gate was closed and security informed her that they had left camp grounds, she sunk into her chair in the office and exhaled deeply.
Never had she seen an old man and a young man so determined to outdo each other at the simplest of things.
She leaned forward and put her head on the table, thinking of new rules and regulations for the camp. Rule one was adults needed to behave like adults.
"Tired?" Jingzhe slipped into the office and asked.
Mei Mei lifted her head and she saw him. He was holding a single white rose in his hands which he handed to her with a smile when he reached her. She accepted it, leaned back in the chair and sniffed it.
"Do you like it?" Jingzhe perched himself on her table, next to the arm of her chair.
She nodded. "I cannot remember the last time I got flowers from anyone other than Mingzhu on mother’s day." It had been years, many....many years since anyone gave her flowers for any reason. "Thank you."
She traced her petals of the rose with her fingertips as warmth unfurled in the deepest corner of her heart. Even when she gave Birth to Mingzhu, Mo Liang had not given her so much as a plastic flower. It was the same on the two birthdays he had spent with her as a husband before rushing off to space.
He always said flowers were for special occasions and yet the most important days in her life were not special enough to him.
Jingzhe was giving her a flower just because. He had not said a single word when he handed her the flower, he just let the flower do all the talking for him.
"A Zhe, why are you so good to me?" she mumbled.