Pastoral Daily Life

“Big Brother Yan?” Lu Lingxi saw Yan Yue enter and smiled at him, his gaze falling on the geranium in Yan Yues hand. “Is there something wrong with this geranium again?”

Ever since Yan Yue bought the geranium from Tiny Garden three days ago, he appeared in front of Lu Lingxi every day, holding the pot in his hands.

“How often does this geranium need to be watered?”

“Should I put it above the bed or at the window at night?”

“I watered it a bit too much last night, the geraniums roots wont rot, will they?”

Lu Lingxi didnt suspect anything and only treated Yan Yue as a hobbyist who was new to gardening. He sometimes encountered customers like Yan Yue in the shop, who were inevitably a little overly concerned because they just started raising flowers. Other customers would even record the number of petals that had fallen off their flowers in a day, and would nervously come to the shop to ask if there was something wrong with them. Lu Lingxi himself was a novice at raising flowers, and his only advantage was the white panel. In order not to be too timid, he did his best during this time to gain as much knowledge as possible on the subject. The process of explaining to customers their doubts was actually also the process of consolidating and reviewing his knowledge.

When he saw Yan Yue come in, the first thing Lu Lingxi noticed was the geranium in Yan Yues hand. Accustomed to Yan Yues nervousness about it, Lu Lingxi knew without asking that it must be about the geranium again. He looked at Yan Yue and could not help but think to himself that the other party must be a gentle person at heart. Yan Yue would rescue the injured Dahei on a rainy night, would be nervous about a freshly raised geranium, would give money to Lu Yishui whom he did not know, and although he looked cold on the outside, inside he was actually very different.

Lu Lingxi looked at the geranium, but Yan Yue looked at his face. Yan Yue did not answer Li Lingxi immediately. Normally, he would respond seriously to whatever Lu Lingxi said to him, and as long as he could find a reason to get close to the boy, repeating these seemingly stupid questions would not be an obstacle for him at all. But today was different. Realising that the young man had something on his mind, Yan Yue was a little unable to calm down. He looked at the boys smiling face and wondered what he had been thinking about before his arrival. Did he encounter any problems? Or was it about Lu Yishui? Was the smile on the boys face really happy at this moment?

Yan Yue was thinking too much and his face sank unconsciously. Lu Lingxi looked up at him and blinked in confusion.