Novel & Cerita Chrysanthemum Book Pdf

Khyrix immediately stepped between me and the text, "Let me go through it." He laid the book on the table. As he carefully opened the heavy cover to the table of contents, I leaned over his shoulder, holding my breath. There was a strange substance growing all over the pages. Whatever it was, it grew like a network of veins, wrapping tightly around the edges of each sheet. Khyrix’s eyes scanned down the table of contents, instantly opening to page four hundred and thirteen. The page revealed a highly detailed, hand-drawn illustration. It was an exact replica of the massive tree that stood at the heart of our academy grounds.

"Are you paying attention?" "Yes, of course," I lied, straightening in my chair. Mrs. Benedetti's expression suggested she didn't believe me for a second. "Then perhaps you can tell me the significance of white chrysanthemums in Italian-American tradition?" I stared at her blankly, having absolutely no idea. The silence stretched uncomfortably until she sighed with the long-suffering patience of someone dealing with a particularly slow student. "Death and mourning, Mrs. Romano. Sending white chrysanthemums to a rival family would be considered a direct threat." She made a note on her ever-present tablet. "I'll be sure to mention your... distraction... to your husband this evening."

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I also saw that he pick up some white Chrysanthemums and suddenly thought to suggest. "As far as I can remember my grandma said that white chrysanthemums symbolize loyalty and honesty, am I right?" I said while picking a white flower and smelling it. He did not say a word and continued to take flowers. It's pretty embarrassing that I even spoke. I wasn't answered, I better just talk to the flowers maybe they'll respond.