After hearing what I said, Arthur fell silent for a long time. Finally, he said, "Then I'll just stay here and keep helping you."I turned to look at him.There was something in his eyes. It reminded me of something bright, warm, and soft."Suit yourself," I said with a smile.That evening, a man walked into the shop.He had on a white shirt and glasses. He seemed like a well-mannered gentleman."Do you have any white roses left?" he asked.I pointed to the corner. "Over there. Pick what you like."He picked a bouquet, paid, but didn't leave."I pass by here every day and see you sitting outside in the sun." He sounded a little embarrassed. "Anyway, would you like to grab a coffee sometime?"I was stunned for a moment. I smiled."Sure."From that day on, there was one more person in my life.He was Eric Reynolds, a middle school teacher. He came by once a week to buy flowers, and each time, we'd chat for a bit.Later, he started asking me out to dinners, movies, and walks
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