Chapter 555: The Agreent to Pick Pogranates (Monthly Ticket Bonus)_1
Purple Sumrs couldn’t rember when she had fallen asleep, her mory lingering on the last of the multitude of stars until she woke up to find herself already lying in her soft bedding.
She yawned softly, sat up in bed, and raised her hand to rub her eyes, only to unexpectedly notice a red mark on her wrist.
Purple Sumrs was taken aback for a mont before she focused and realized there was a hand-woven red thread bracelet around her wrist.
…A hand-woven red thread?
She rembered that during Alexander Sumrs’ last birthday, he asked her shalessly for a gift, and at that ti, she crafted him a bracelet.
So…was this hand-woven bracelet his birthday gift to her?
Purple Sumrs: “…”
This must be the cheapest gift Alexander Sumrs had ever given her.
Alexander Sumrs walked into the room from outside the door, wrapped only in a towel, with his hair damp and dangling over his forehead, a bit disheveled yet sowhat roguishly charming.
“Awake?” he said with a smile, coming over to kiss her.
Alexander always kissed her, almost as a habitual action, approaching her for a peck without needing any reason.
“What’s this?” Purple Sumrs asked, lifting her hand to him.
Alexander stretched out his wrist next to hers and said, “Now they are a pair.”
“They are not. Your bracelet has a crystal on it,” Purple Sumrs pointed out the difference.
Alexander ruffled her hair and said, “Later, I’ll throw this stone away, and it’ll look just like yours.”
“That logic is flawed,” Purple Sumrs muttered, “Why not think about adding a stone to mine instead?”
Alexander burst into laughter and planted a loud kiss on her cheek, “Baby, you’re so cute!”
Purple Sumrs was confused, finding Alexander’s sense of humor rather strange.
…
After getting up, they finished the cake from the previous day as their breakfast.
Purple Sumrs didn’t bring up the birthday, and Alexander didn’t ask her why she bought the cake, both deliberately avoiding the subject.
anwhile, Purple Sumrs brought up the basent.
“That door won’t open,” she asked him, “Why is it locked? Is there sothing important inside?”
Alexander shook his head and replied casually, “I don’t rember. It’s probably just the place where miscellaneous items were stored when the house was newly built. I guess it’s just so paint and scrap lumber inside. I’ll look for the key when I have ti.”
Knowing he was busy lately, Purple Sumrs imdiately said, “There’s no need to find it specially. I was just curious. We can tidy it up when we have the ti.”
“Mm-hmm,” he responded.
Purple Sumrs then put the matter out of her mind and stopped thinking about it.
After eating the cake, they went to play in the mountains.
Spring is the season when everything grows, the scenery in the forest is beautiful, each blade of grass is tender green, adorned with the forest’s moist dew.
They wandered aimlessly through the woods and inadvertently ca across the place where they had picked pogranates last year.
At this ti, of course, there were no pogranates on the tree, only lush foliage and flower buds ready to bloom.
“They’re about to bloom,” Purple Sumrs calculated the ti in her mind, “I estimate they’ll flower next month, and after the flowers fall, we’ll have pogranates to eat.”
“Didn’t get enough breakfast? Already craving it?” Alexander teased her.
Purple Sumrs replied, “I don’t want to eat them now.”
“You could eat them now if you wanted,” Alexander pinched her cheek, “Following , how could I let you be left craving?”
Nowadays, whatever fruit one wants to buy is attainable, even eating waterlon in winter isn’t out of the question.
“I don’t want that,” Purple Sumrs said, looking at the small buds on the tree with anticipation, “What’s the fun in just buying? I want to pick them from the tree. When the pogranates are ripe, we can co pick them, ok?”
“Okay,” Alexander agreed with a smile, his eyes warm with tender glints, gently imrsing her in his tenderness.
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