"Yes." Ye Zhao echoed in the voice.

However, my thoughts were not taken back from what I just thought.

Flowers bloom and leaves fall, and for thousands of years, plants have continued their own beauty. If we talk about it from this point of view, there are similarities between human destiny and plant destiny.

"It's like a flower arrangement or a seasonal flower, so that it's more interesting to enjoy..."

"For example, if you want to plant daffodils in spring, and you want to enjoy plum blossoms in winter?" Ye Zhao retracted his thoughts and searched for his only knowledge about flowers.

To his level, he only knows that he should not give lily to patients in Japan, because lily’s flower language in Japan is “head-beheaded”. He will know that such things are given by the primary school student of the God of Death.

Hattori Heiji carried a bouquet of lilies to visit the primary school student who was shot in the shooting. He also had a big fight with his childhood sweetheart about this inappropriate bouquet of lilies in the ward.

Although for childhood sweethearts among the primary school students of Death, all quarrels are no different from showing love.

"Yes." Sakai Izumi nodded slightly, "Japan is still a country that pays great attention to seasons."

"This is..." Ye Zhaoshen agreed.

In other words, this kind of attention to the season has been greatly influenced by China. Whether it is to appreciate flowers according to the season, or to choose the colors and patterns of clothing according to the season.

For example, in terms of wearing kimono, red kimono is most suitable for wearing in January and February, and there are also reasons why festivals are gathered together for joy. When March comes to spring, the red is put away and the green is changed to green.

Of course, in this learning process, many things are inevitably "localized", or in other words, copying them completely intact is actually inappropriate.

"It seems that some people have the habit of burning incense when viewing flowers. It is said that people from ancient times did this."

"Then, aren't the smell of flowers and incense mixed together?" Ye Zhao felt a little incredible. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was just right.

After all, whether it is flower arrangement or incense making, it is the patent of people who are rich, leisure, culture and lifestyle at the beginning. It is not strange that these two "elegant things" will be put together.

"If it were the incense I bought at Shushan Temple last time, it would not be suitable for viewing flowers." Thinking of those, Ye Zhao said.

After returning from Shuzenji, Ye Zhao was very interested in asking Sakai Izumi to lit the incense he bought from there in the room, but in the end he couldn't stand the smell of adding fragrance.

Therefore, after only one click, the remaining incense of thread was put away.

At this moment, when he heard him mention the story of the schizang and thought of the scene, Sakai Izumizu couldn't help but smile.

"However, in today's era, the attention to seasons has faded a lot," Sakai Izumizu also admitted this. "And, flowers that used to bloom according to the seasons can now be cultivated and bloom almost all seasons, and the characteristics of the season have been diluted."

"As a result, it's better to have a garden yourself. It's best to plant different flowers in all seasons to enjoy. For example..." Ye Zhao asked half-jokingly and half-seriously: "For example, what kind of flowers should I appreciate now?"

"Well..." Sakai Izumizu thought for a while, "There are so many flowers that can be enjoyed in summer, such as peony and peony, as well as dianthus and pomegranate flowers, all bloom at this time."

"It sounds like flowers that are not easy to grow." Ye Zhao was a little discouraged. "I have even raised cactus to death. I have to take out a pot of mint to my parents' hearts. I also want to ask my sister, you can help me take care of it."

What is peony or peony? Just this name sounds like a refusal of "Don't raise me and don't hurt me."

"Can Ye even raise cactus to death?" Sakai Izumizu opened her eyes. She wanted to laugh but held back her tone was very familiar with her, as if it was exactly the same as the ridicule of Fukuyama Masaharu just now.

"To a certain extent," Ye Zhao simply started to laugh at himself, "This is also a talent."

"Indeed." After hearing what he said, Sakai Izumizu no longer endured it and laughed.

Even if that's what...

"The tone of this answer is 'very' is too fast." Ye Zhao also laughed, "Please leave me basic dignity and express some encouragement and comfort as appropriate."

"If there is a garden, it's okay to raise morning glory." Sakai Izumizu said while laughing, turning a deaf ear to his pretended "protest".

"Morning Glory..." Among all kinds of plants, this is the easiest type to grow? If even morning glory can be tormented to death, then I will probably say goodbye to growing flowers in this life.

"But how to appreciate morning glory? It is difficult to use if it is used to arrange flowers, right?"

"In fact, there is no need to specifically pursue the combination of main and auxiliary materials. Flower arrangement can also be a casual thing." Sakai Izumizu replied, not thinking that Ye Zhao was asking some stupid questions.

On the contrary, he felt very happy that he could accompany her to talk about what she liked, and he felt satisfied that no matter when the ball she hit would be responded to.

"Anyway, just be as good as you like." Ye Zhao nodded.

That being said, Sakai Izumi, who has learned art, has his own set of color matching and overall composition. If it were him, the safest way is to pick a few morning glory and put it in a small gourd bottle to raise it with water.

After unfolding the topic of flowering, he had quietly let go of his hand turning the pages.

The book is put together to reveal the burning flames on the cover. Choosing such a picture as the cover is like the two protagonists in the metaphor of "Paradise Lost" that can burn everything until they die together.

Despite this, what the two of them are talking about now is full of vitality.

"However, considering the characteristics of morning glory, it is good to use it to build flower walls." The topic was unfolding, and Sakai Izumizu also fully displayed his imagination.

After hearing what she said, Ye Zhao couldn't help but smile, "To raise so many flowers and plants, and to build flower walls, you have to prepare a more spacious courtyard."

"Although it seems easy to say, it's already great to have a few of them well."

"Of course, you can't be too greedy... But no matter what, before that, let me make a rough estimate in my mind."

"What are you estimating?" Sakai Izumizu asked him.

"I guess how much it would cost if I wanted to buy such a house." Ye Zhao smiled.

Sakai Izumi broke free from his arm slightly and turned to look at him.

With eyes facing each other, Ye Zhao met her gaze calmly without evasion. Although these eyes had a smile that had not yet dissipated, there was no trace of teasing.

A feeling of letting go appeared in Sakai Izumizu's heart. She chuckled softly and reminded: "But before that, the first task is to take good care of the pot of mint first."

"Of course..." Ye Zhao said seriously, "After all, he is the 'original daughter'."

"Why is it the 'oldest daughter'?" Sakai Izumizu cares more about the gender he added to mint than his personalized personification to their children.

"Because the word mint is negative...Is this reason OK?"

Sakai Izumizu sighed, "What a cold joke."

"Sorry, sorry," Ye Zhao said with a smile, "but there are reasons why I prefer girls."

"Ye Jun likes girls more."

"Yes, I like it very much." Ye Zhao replied, retracting his arm and stretching his waist. "No, I keep this position and my body is hard."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"By the way, have you watched the movie sister?" Ye Zhao asked.

"Not yet, but I have heard of the popularity of the movie and the reputation is quite good."

Of course they are talking about this movie "Paradise Lost". This year, the word "Paradise Lost" has become the most popular buzzword, and almost everyone knows it in Japan.

"Since that's the case, let's go and see it too?" Ye Zhao suggested.

"Okay." Sakai Izumizu agreed. While talking, she was still unconsciously flipping through the book "Paradise Lost" left in her hand. Her slender fingers ran through the pages, making Ye Zhao feel itchy when she read it.

He leaned over, gently pulled the book out of her hand, put it aside, grabbed her hand, rubbed her fingertips with his fingertips.

"Sister." Ye Zhao called her.

"Hmm?" Sakai Izumizu's voice changed slightly, and a hint of charm was touched in the ending sound.

"Let's go back to the bedroom?"

Although it was a tone of discussion, it became a fact that he took action while saying it. Ye Zhao stood up first, stretched out his hands to Sinumizu Sakai and pulled her up.

"Let's go? Sister." Ye Zhao lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Ye Zhao was ahead, took her hand and walked out of her "secret base".

"By the way," Before returning to the bedroom, Ye Zhao let go of her hands as if he had just remembered it, raised his hands slightly as if he was showing off, and looked at her with a smile and said, "I'll wash my hands first."

This expression was definitely said on purpose.

Sakai Izumizu raised his hand and knocked off his raised hand, his cheeks slightly hot.

...

"Will you be fearless if you love each other to the extreme?"

When I threw out this problem that was a bit unfinished, Sakai Izumi was pillowing his stomach, facing the ceiling. Just looking at this, if it was a silent movie, I'm afraid I can't imagine what she said, that's the problem.

"I don't know..." Ye Zhao gently stroked her shoulder, "But, as far as the two people in the book said, reaching the extreme should be at the moment of death. Mr. Junichi Watanabe's so-called "extreme love" meant the same, right?"

"That's right," Sakai Izumii grabbed one hand and held it in his palm. "In that case, those two were still afraid until they died, fearing that they would lose such love."

"To be honest," Ye Zhao curled up his fingers with his other hand and tapped her forehead gently. "The sister who tossed and turned around and thought about the plot of the novel is really stubborn."

After being blamed by him like this, Sakai Izumizu smiled, "Isn't it? Such a stubborn look is so annoying."

"It's not that annoying..." I just don't know how to deal with it. Of course, Ye Zhao could understand her commitment to exploring creation.

"Actually, I hate stubborn people." Sakai Izumizu suddenly said.

"Is that true? In this way, wouldn't it be included in myself?"

Sakai Izumizu said "Hmm", "I hate stubborn people because I know that I feel stubborn and hate stubborn people." Speaking of this, I paused, "So, the first rule for the ideal object is not to be stubborn."

"Haha." Ye Zhao was amused by her words, "So, my sister thinks I am not a stubborn person?"

"Well... in general, I still know how to adapt."

"This tone is really strict," said Ye Zhao. "In short, as a subject, it is considered 'qualified'?"

Sakai Izumi turned over, lay back next to him, and instead put his shoulder on his shoulder, whispered: "It's 'excellent'. I think it's really great to meet Ye Jun."

"But even so, it's still 'broadly'." Ye Zhao teased her.
To be continued...