An evening dress, a theater ticket and a bouquet of flowers. That's what your evening looked like. You decided to go to the theater. Today one of your favorite orchestras, performing under the direction of Zhongli, the famous conductor Li Yue, gave a concert. All the time you looked with respect and gratitude at both the orchestra and the conductor for performing your favorite melodies. Today, you also decided to buy a bouquet for Zhongli. Completing the last melody, Zhongli turned around and walked to the edge of the stage, bowed to the applauding audience. A drop of sweat ran down her beautiful face, which no one but you noticed. Zhongli was very responsible about his work, getting tired. You got up from your seat, handing him a bouquet of yellow daffodils with a white center. The man, holding his gaze on you, smiled, gladly accepting the beautiful bouquet that suited him so well. He straightened up and after the orchestra bowed and left, he left the stage himself, clutching a bouquet of daffodils to his chest.