Chapter 71:

The borage flower symbolizes rustic love, sincerity, tenderness, depth, sincerity, mystery, passion, and loving nostalgia.

In particular, borage carries the message forget me not (please don't forget me) in love.  This message comes from folk tales revolving around borage flowers.

The story goes that God was naming the trees when a small tree cried and said, "Oh my God, don't forget me".  Hearing this, God replied, "That will be your name".  And since then, the borage flower is also known as forget me not (please don't forget me).

In Germany, in the 15th century, it was believed that if you carry this flower, you will never be forgotten by your lover.

Besides, there is also a story that in the Middle Ages, there was a knight and his lover walking along the banks of the Danube.  Suddenly seeing a beautiful blue flower, he wanted to pluck it for the one he loved.

But due to the heavy armor, he fell into the water.  Before sinking, he threw a flower tree to his lover with the message "please don't forget me".

Stemming from this story, borage is associated with fateful, romantic, somewhat tragic and nostalgic love.  Girls often carry this flower with them to show their loyalty and unforgettable love.

In addition, the borage flower is also a symbol of England for many years from the time of King Henry IV during his exile in 1938 to later years.

For some reason, he felt quite fond of this flower, perhaps because it was also quite small, able to fit the mold best, so he decided to use this flower to make a necklace.

Choosing a mold with the shape of a puzzle piece, he mixed the plastic inside, like last time, he poured a little bit first, waited for it to dry a little, then put the petals inside, the borage flower was purple.  , he sprinkled a little red glitter, highlighting the petals, and then filled the rest of the resin into the mold.

Waiting for it to harden, he removed the stone from the mold.

It's still not pretty, but it's a lot better than the previous pile of failed finished products.

The rest of him, is how to grind the stone, still fit the two pieces together, and have to go through the polishing step to make the stone more beautiful.

Quoc Minh spent three weeks making a gift for Thanh Thu.

This is the uncountable amount of plastic he bought for the n+1th time in the past few days.

Tomorrow is Thanh Thu's birthday, he can't fail again, there is no other chance for him.

Carefully holding the sharp iron, gently punched a hole in the stone, silently praying in his heart that the stone would not crack when he punched the hole.

"How's it going, okay?", holding a glass of juice in his hand, Lu Kien Hoa approached and patted Quoc Minh's shoulder.

Squeezing the red box tightly, in his heart constantly trembling, anxiously looking forward to giving her a gift, Quoc Minh reluctantly pulled out a smile: "Okay, it's just a bit ugly", the puzzle piece is slightly off.  little, but time is not enough.

He believes Thanh Thu will like it.

The hall suddenly darkened, upstairs, a beautiful girl holding hands and an equally handsome and elegant teenager walked down the stairs step by step.

She was like a queen, in a red evening gown, with half-tied hair, and a sharp face that caught the eye of the beholder.

She seemed to suck his soul away, Quoc Minh swallowed his saliva, unable to take his eyes off her, perhaps also recognizing his eyes, Thanh Thu glanced over, in the crowd, she could still see him very clearly.  clear.

Three weeks without seeing each other made her angry and uncomfortable, seeing his bewitching face made her even more uncomfortable.

Was he just liking her beauty, was it because he was so boring that he didn't want to see her for the past few days?

No matter how busy he was, the number of times he sent her text messages became less and less.

Taking her gaze away from him, Thanh Thu proudly looked straight ahead.

I don't know why, in Quoc Minh's heart, he was afraid, he involuntarily pulled the sleeve of the person next to him: "that person?", wasn't that the supervisor, why did she and him hold hands together in front of everyone?  such person?

Thanh Dinh was a little startled: "I heard that the Song family has three children, in this event, the person holding Thanh Thu's hand can only be his fiance, or his brother", he did not  knew exactly who the Song family member was, because he had just arrived here not long ago.

It is not possible to accurately answer the identity of the supervisor for Quoc Minh.

"Kiss, fiance?", Quoc Minh was stunned.

Chen Hao, he is still strong enough to compete, superintendent, is he capable?

Looking at the two walking together, like a golden bronze and jade woman, the supervisor is still so excellent, how can he compare?

Lu Kien Hoa immediately understood what Quoc Minh was thinking: "Don't worry, they are only half-brothers."

"Real?"

"Do you want the supervisor to be Thanh Thu's fiance?", people just heard that the person he liked going with his brother was happy, and Quoc Minh turned to doubt, not believe, maybe he wanted to be turned upside down.  fun new game.

From a distance, Thanh Thu watched Quoc Minh talking to three roommates, one hand still holding Thanh Dinh's sleeve, not wanting to let go, his heart was more sour than lemon.

She still hasn't forgotten the scene where the two of them kissed, now holding hands in front of her.

Song Quan Kiet: "What's wrong?", looking at the blue veins floating on his hand, he suspected that she would crush the glass of juice.

He was very curious about what caused Thanh Thu to lose control like that?

Startled, Thanh Thu put down a glass of juice: "I want to go outside for a bit", now she is not in the mood to continue talking with this bunch of flattery people.