When Qin Yucen was looking at her phone, a teenage flower girl approached her with a smile, pushing her sales pitch, "Miss, buy a bouquet of flowers for that dearest person to you."
"I…" Qin Yucen felt a bit out of place, as it wasn't usual for a girl to buy flowers for herself. But then it struck her, the girl said it was for her dearest one, so she decided to give Huo Jingtang a surprise, "Alright, I'd like a bouquet of red roses."
"Okay, I'll get them for you right away," the girl's eyes shone brightly.
Qin Yucen felt that this small gesture not only helped a child but also brought satisfaction and joy to her, and she felt good about doing a good deed.
As expected, soon the girl brought over a big bouquet of neatly wrapped red roses, carefully handing them to Qin Yucen, who then handed over the money she had prepared, "Thank you."
"It's me who should thank you, sister. You will definitely be happy," the girl's sincere blessing came from the heart.
