Chapter 99 you and your daisy

That day, I saw a bouquet of daisies wrapped in newspaper in a fashion store, and I thought of you. That year, when I was weak and lying on the hospital bed, you came to the hospital in the spring rain and gave me a large bouquet of yellow daisies wrapped in newspaper from behind. You said that it was the first time you gave flowers to a girl.I hugged the bouquet of daisies weakly, saw the spring rain on your shoulders and the dirt on the toe of your shoes, and asked you jokingly: "Is it picked from the mountain?" You said shyly, "I bought it." At that time, there was another person who guarded my hospital bed every day.You always come to see me in the afternoons when he doesn't show up.That day, after putting down the daisies, you left in the spring rain.

In the rainy spring days, I think of you and your daisies again. That bouquet of daisies was so durable that they were still blooming the day I left the hospital. You asked me if I could give you a part of all my love, and you said that only a part is enough. I said I can't do it, if I love someone, it's all my love, it's impossible to leave a part to another person, besides, what you need will not be a part in the end. You asked me unwillingly, "Why him?" I can only tell you that there can be many stages of love, but only one stage of kindness.