She awakened amidst a burst of floral fragrance, comfortably opening her eyes to a vivid blaze of red.
Clad in a pristine white lace nightgown, she lay flat on a luxurious bed surrounded by scattered rose petals and blooms, with thousands of roses adorning the room.
Dreamlike and beautiful.
Wafts of rich, flowery scent enveloped her, giving her the feeling of being in a vast sea of flowers.
Slowly sitting up, Mo Ran covered her mouth in shock and delight, emitting a soft gasp.
Had Gu Yixuan arranged this specially for her?
So many flowers, so beautiful, she felt like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale. Waking up to find herself surrounded by blossoms.
Only, she wasn’t awakened by a Prince’s kiss, but she didn’t mind that one bit. For original chapters go to noveⅼfire.net
The door opened, and Gu Yixuan walked in dressed in a pristine white suit, carrying a bouquet of champagne roses.
It was evident that he had taken great care with his hairstyle and attire.
Mo Ran stood up and looked at him with a joyous smile, waiting for his next move.
The man approached her, handing her the champagne roses with a tender smile in his eyes and brows, "Ranran, these are for you."
"How many?" Mo Ran asked with a laugh as she received them.
"Eleven," representing his wholehearted devotion to her.
Mo Ran’s smile grew wider, inhaling the fragrance deeply, it was delightful and refreshing.
"Do you know the meaning behind champagne roses?" she asked with a smile, her speech tinged with shyness.
Today, Gu Yixuan was a bit shy too. He returned a soft smile and slowly said, "My affection is for only you. Falling in love with you is the greatest happiness of my life, missing you is my sweetest agony, being with you is my pride, and without you, I am like a ship that has lost its course."
In truth, he hadn’t known this before, but he had looked it up online especially to please Mo Ran.
Mo Ran drew out a single rose and handed it to him, "This is for you."
She too wanted to give him that piece of the flower’s language.
Understanding her, Gu Yixuan took the flower but playfully raised an eyebrow, "What does this signify?"
"The meaning of a single rose, ’Only you.’" My heart holds only you.
Gu Yixuan’s eyes twinkled slightly as he snapped the flower’s stem in half and tucked the bloom into his suit pocket.
The white suit paired with the sweet creamy color of the champagne rose was both elegant and luxurious.