Looking at the chat history on her phone, Su Qianyi felt a wave of regret.

In the past, Xie Shu often sent her flowers. On special occasions, he would always buy them for her, and they were never the same.

Besides that, even on ordinary days, just a regular day, he would occasionally buy flowers for her. This usually happened when he heard from her friends what she liked, and if he passed by a flower shop, he would go in to see if they had it, and if they did, he would buy it for her.

Sometimes he delivered them to her personally, and other times, if they weren't together, he would ask another girl from their class to bring them to her dorm.