Chapter 11.1

Over time, we became somewhat familiar with each other.

He was always reserved, yet there was something oddly familiar about him.

But I suppose I was overthinking, given my not–so–famous livestream channel.

My peaceful life had its twists and turns.

One night, it rained heavily, and water flooded into the flower shop, submerging everything. I rushed barefoot through the water, salvaging what I could.

Thankfully, help arrived quickly, and together we cleaned up the mess.

And just like that, more than a year passed.

The flower shop business was good, and my livestream channel gained more followers.

It was the start of a new tourism season.

I stood at the flower shop’s entrance, watching the youthful smiles on the bustling cobblestone streets. People came and went, and amidst them, I caught sight of a tall figure.

He squinted slightly, leaning against the wall in a neatly unbuttoned shirt. It seemed that he had been standing there for a while.

I was stunned.

It was Lucas.

Before I could say anything, his gaze seemed to catch something amidst the crowd, and his eyes met

mine.

My heart skipped a beat.

He gave me a faint smile and walked over.

“Here on a trip?” I asked awkwardly.

He nodded. His once aloof demeanor now seemed calm and composed.

“The flower shop is nice.

“Of course.” I had my confidence in the flower shop.

“Don’t you want to buy something?” I joked.

He nodded, “Give me a bunch of white lisianthus?”

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