Today, Su Yue, with her snow-white skin, was wearing a black, off-the-shoulder chiffon dress with spaghetti straps. Her long, silky black hair fell over her shoulders, and on her feet was a pair of beige, low-heeled sandals.
Su Yue was restocking the shelves when she heard her friend say that Zhang Xiaohao was back. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"He's nothing if not persistent! You just turned him down yesterday, and here he is again…" Wang Ling, who was tallying accounts behind the register, said to her friend with a smile. "Too bad for him, though. Today's going to be another wasted trip."
A smiling Zhang Xiaohao pushed open the flower shop's door and walked inside. The wind chime hanging by the entrance let out a pleasant JINGLE JINGLE.
"Hello," Zhang Xiaohao said, greeting Wang Ling at the counter.
"Hello," Wang Ling responded with a smiling nod before lowering her head to continue with her accounting, saying nothing more.
