黑色头发的姑娘叹了口气,想着什么时候她才能明白蝴蝶兰的花语是我爱你,摇了摇头,在纸上写道:“This is the eleventh flower. She still didn't understand what I meant. When she understood, it was estimated that the store would run out of phalaenopsis and she wouldn't necessarily accept me.(这是第十一枝花,她还是没有明白我的意思,等到她明白了,估计店里的蝴蝶兰要送光了,也不一定会接受我吧。)”“The day I handed out the eleventh flower, she caught up with the boy. I don't know if she will come to me again. I still have a chance to send 100 flowers, maybe.(我送出第十一枝花的这天,她追到了那个男孩子,不知道以后还会不会来找我,我还有没有机会送到一百枝花,也许吧。
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金色头发的姑娘拉着男孩子的手走到大概是黑色头发的姑娘看不到的地方,马上就放开了,看着紫红的蝴蝶兰,想着自己都暗示的这么明显了,她还没看出来……自己走回了家,把新收到的花插在一个新瓶子里,趴在床上看即将消失的太阳,普通且平凡的一天就这么过去了。
“This is the twelfth flower. She still doesn't understand what I mean.(这是第十二枝花,她还是没有明白我的意思)”
“In the bottle.(瓶子里)”
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接着过了这么三天之后,金色头发的姑娘忍不住对黑头发的姑娘表白了,把提前想好的表白词忘的一干二净,最后才磕磕巴巴的说出来一句:
“I like you ... Do you know!”
(我喜欢你……你知不知道啊!)
她们在第四天的夕阳下拥吻。