Chapter 24

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"Big Brother Yan?" Lu Lingxi saw Yan Yue enter and smiled at him, his gaze falling on the geranium in Yan Yue's 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 geranium's roots won't rot, will they?"

Lu Lingxi didn't 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 Yue's hand. Accustomed to Yan Yue's 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 boy's 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 boy's 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.

Noticing Lu Lingxi's gaze, Yan Yue returned to his senses and said seemingly casually, "Didn't you sleep well last night? You don't look very energetic, do you?"

Although he wanted to ask the young man directly if he had something on his mind, he was worried that it would make Lu Lingxi feel strange, so he had to mention it in a roundabout manner.

Lu Lingxi froze for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "It's fine."

His words blocked the possibility of Yan Yue continuing to ask, and Yan Yue's eyes dimmed. His heart was itching more and more, eager to know what exactly had happened to Lu Lingxi.

Lu Lingxi was unaware of Yan Yue's thoughts, and his attention was back on the geranium. He lowered his head and looked earnestly at the leaves of the geranium. Yan Yue stood by his side, his gaze burning as he stared at the boy's white neck. Finally he couldn't hold back and asked, "Did you encounter any problems?"

Lu Lingxi gave Yan Yue a surprised look, but still shook his head to indicate that he was fine. He didn't know why he had a feeling that if he were to say he was short of money, Yan Yue would definitely lend it to him. But it was precisely this feeling that made him reluctant to mention the matter of Tiny Garden in front of Yan Yue. He already owed Yan Yue 400,000, and he couldn't keep relying on Yan Yue's money just because Yan Yue was a good person.

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