9: Su Qingge's childhood admiration, the beautiful story of violets

It was 2 AM.

The crescent moon hung high.

Inside a brightly lit study.

"You're saying Xiao Xuan spent the entire afternoon with Qingge today?"

Su Shengtian, with his head full of silver hair, was meticulously inquiring about Lin Xuan.

He had just returned home, dragging his exhausted body, and immediately sought out Liu Juan to understand the situation.

"Yes. Mr. Lin... he seems quite concerned about Miss, at least on the surface it doesn't look like an act."

"But this seems a bit strange. After all, Mr. Lin and Miss didn't have much interaction before, and now, meeting for the first time, he's a bit too enthusiastic..."

"It feels too fast. A normal person probably wouldn't fall into a relationship that quickly..."

Liu Juan pondered for a moment and answered truthfully, also expressing some of her doubts.

In her eyes, the more considerate Lin Xuan was, the more obvious the act seemed to be.

"I understand. Xiao Liu, keep a close eye on Xiao Xuan's character for a while. Report any developments to me immediately."

"Yes, Chairman!"

Su Shengtian gave a few more instructions, then waved Liu Juan away.

Click!

When the door closed and silence returned to the study, Su Shengtian leaned on his cane and stumbled back to the sofa.

His old, wrinkled face was etched with fatigue.

Regarding Lin Xuan, Su Shengtian was also somewhat uneasy.

After all, the other party's reputation in Modu was indeed not very good.

However, to bring good fortune to his Granddaughter now, he could only push things forward.

The only thing to be thankful for was that, based on the current situation, Lin Xuan didn't seem as bad as the rumors suggested.

But he still needed to observe more. If Lin Xuan was truly putting on an act, then with time, he would surely reveal his true colors.

"Sigh, I hope I haven't misjudged him! If that's the case..."

"Even if this old body of mine can't hold on, my unfortunate Granddaughter won't be left without care for the rest of her life..."

... The night passed without incident.

The next day, Lin Xuan left early in the morning.

When he returned to the Su Family, he was holding a large bouquet of violet flowers.

violets were Su Qingge's favorite type of flower.

"Qingge, I've come to see you."

"I even brought you my favorite flowers!"

Lin Xuan eagerly pushed open the door and sat down by the bedside, placing the violets he held on Su Qingge's nightstand.

His hands naturally took hold of the girl's small hands.

"Ding! Host and Su Qingge 'palm to palm', reward 1 point / 18 seconds."

Hearing the system prompt, and watching the points panel in his mind begin to flicker, Lin Xuan's mood immediately brightened.

At this rate, he would soon accumulate enough points to exchange for the skill [Danqing Miaoshou Massage Technique].

With this skill, he would be able to legitimately engage in more intimate "touching."

Presumably, the points he would get then would be even more, and the speed would also be faster... Wait!

Speed?!

Suddenly, Lin Xuan realized. He was surprised to see the points panel was increasing by 1 point every 18 seconds.

"System, what's going on? Wasn't it 1 point every 20 seconds yesterday?"

"Ding! The higher the favorability, the faster the host can earn points."

So that's how it is... It seems his actions yesterday did manage to gain quite a bit of favorability.

Lin Xuan mused. He felt he needed to find a way to boost Su Qingge's favorability.

Meanwhile, in the dark prison of consciousness, Su Qingge, who had been numb and dazed, also noticed Lin Xuan's arrival.

[He's here again...]

[And he brought me my favorite violets...]

Smelling the familiar scent of violets by her head, Su Qingge's heart calmed down considerably.

She hadn't expected Lin Xuan to share her preferences, even liking violets.

"Qingge, do you know the flower language and meaning of violets?"

"I bet you don't!"

Lin Xuan's deep voice sounded again.

[Who doesn't know...]

[It's you who doesn't know!]

[These are my favorite flowers.]

[Their flower language: eternal love and beauty, simplicity and virtue.]

...Actually, Lin Xuan asked this on purpose. He wanted to use their shared hobby to create the impression that they were a match made in heaven.

"The flower language of violets is widely recognized as eternal love and beauty, simplicity and virtue."

"The origin of this meaning is actually due to a beautiful story..."

"Legend has it that in ancient Greek mythology, the goddess Venus presided over love and beauty."

"One day she fell in love with a warrior, and when the warrior had to leave to defend his homeland, Venus bid him farewell in tears. A drop of her tear fell onto the soil."

"The next year, a plant with purple flowers grew, and this was the violet."

"From then on, it represented eternal love and beauty..."

After hearing the story of the violet, Su Qingge's face remained in slumber, but a ripple stirred in her heart.

[So the story behind the violet hides such a beautiful tale...]

She couldn't help but recall when her parents were alive!

Her father would buy a violet every day and give it to her mother.

Day after day, it never changed.

At that time, she yearned to marry a romantic man like her father in the future and also receive a violet every day.

[It's a pity that in my current state...]

[This dream... perhaps it will never come true...]

Just as she sighed silently, Lin Xuan's voice came again, and what he said made her heart tremble.

"Qingge! I'll give you a violet every day from now on!"

"Let these violets bear witness to our love."

Immediately after, Su Qingge felt her small hand being firmly squeezed.

"From the moment I took your hand, our destinies became intertwined."

"No matter what the future holds, I will never let go of your hand, until forever..."

"As the saying goes! Flowers never wither, feelings are always conveyed, love is eternal, and violets last forever!"

"..."

At this moment, Lin Xuan, with a face full of deep affection, gently recited lines he had found on Baidu in his previous life.

However, for Su Qingge, who had never heard these words before, she was utterly astonished.

[Flowers never wither, feelings are always conveyed, love is eternal, and violets last forever.]

[This... this phrase is so profound!]

[Is this man really that cultured? He's nothing like the crude person the rumors described!]

...Even Liu Juan, who had been standing silently by the side, observing the situation from beginning to end, was quite surprised at this moment.

She hadn't expected Lin Xuan to utter such beautiful words.

With curiosity, she asked the question that was also on Su Qingge's mind at that moment.

"Mr. Lin, if I may ask. Is this phrase... your original creation?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He first pulled out his phone and did a quick Baidu search.

He then realized that in this novel's world, there was no anime called "violet Evergarden," and thus no origin for that phrase.

Putting down his phone, he brushed aside Su Qingge's bangs, which had been ruffled by the breeze from the window.

Lin Xuan said with a look of deep affection:

"Yes, this is my original creation."

"Because my love for violets and Qingge inspired me..."