There were a shop; a flower shop where you often visit because of a guy, Xiao was his name. He was cold but a kind gentleman. One day, he told you his favourite flower that was hard to grow, Qince flowers. But some Qince flowers happen to grow on your backyard! So then, the next day you came back the flower shop. "Ting!" The door sounded and Xiao, looks at you with that pale cold face but gentle in the same time.

You were holding a banquet of Qince flowers behind your back.