Red White Lily の小説・ストーリー

she looked up only to find Shawn standing there through her net veil before gulping down and standing up. He forwarded the floor bouquet, to her horror it was also filled with blood red flowers which indeed complimented her dress but this color also indicated one thing, blood. Using it on wedding day was also one of the rarest signs of bringing bad luck to the wedding itself in her culture. She gulped grabbing the flowers. "Boss right now is addressing the guests, it will be take a few more minutes, I will come again to fetch you." Lily didn't reply, she simply walked past him mumbling.

“I’m sorry if I had been demanding.” Lily smiled, waving it off. “Don’t worry, you weren’t. You deserve to have everything just the way you want it on your special day.” The bride smiled, blushing slightly. “First time getting married. Hopefully, the last too.” The people in the room smiled and assured her it would. Lily brought out the bouquet from behind her back and handed it to the bride. The arrangement was made up of Quicksand roses, pink peonies, and white lilies.

She lifted her gown and hurried after him as she was filled with a child-like enthusiasm. Finally, they stopped in front of a different place. It eaf filled with lilies growing tall. They were all red. A sheer red that was brighter than the rest of the leaves. Lillith walked to one of the lilies and plucked before comparing it with the leaf in her hand. The lily had a glitter to it. She turned it under the light of the sunset and she caught several tiny glitters that shone around it. She looked up to see Leon staring at her. "Is this magic? Can you tell me about this?"

Anya talked the whole way with her light voice as she asked about the flowers, the colors and the music of our own wedding. “I love roses but lilies make me sneeze,” she said as she laughed softly. “And I think white would be a good color for the day because it represents purity but maybe deep red would go for passion. What do you think?” I answered carefully as I kept my voice even while suspicion crawled under my skin. Days ago she had refused me flat and had rejected all plans for the wedding and now she planned our ceremony like it was already decided. “Red sounds good,” I said watching her from the corner of my eye. “It’s such a bold color and fits you so well.”

“L-Lucifer? I-I can't see anything.. L-Luci— I moved my hands to find something I can hold on to when the lights turned on again. The white LED lilies a while ago turned purple and the pathways seemed to glitter. “Wow..” I mumbled while admiring the flowers as I took steps. It’s as if I’m walking in a wonderland that I’ve been wishing to go to back when I was just a kid. I looked forward and saw a pavilion five meters away from where I am. It has lighted red roses sophisticatedly crawling up on its every column and in the middle of that pavilion is a round table with candle lights and two bottles of red wine placed beautifully above it.

"I don't want the grape vines to die." I pitied these vines, which seemed worthless to outsiders. I pitied myself too, who seemed worthless to outsiders. At midnight, Kash sent me home. I stood in the yard for a long time. There were many flowers planted here, almost all of which Jeffrey liked. I picked these flowers in turn and packed them. The tulip was planted after Jeffrey saw the wonderful colors it had. The Daisy, representing purity and love, was brought back by Jeffrey after watching a ballet performance. The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park.

“Let’s hope love wins out in the end.” Lily sure hoped so. And if there was any way she could help her friends obtain the last pearl, she would. “You know what a white pearl signifies, don’t you?” Rose questioned, smiling again. Lily watched up, happy to change to a lighter topic. “I don’t know much about pearls, to be honest.” Rose’s smile stretched. “Maybe that’s why it chose you. White is for innocence. Beauty. Purity.” Everyone agreed as if they agreed, and Lily just about melted into her seat. Did they really mean her?

He zoned out for a bit, until his father told him to get ready to go up. “At this time, we ask her family to give their last respects.” Jack approached his moms’ casket. They had dressed her in a black dress. In her hands was a single white lily. This reminded him of a conversation he had with her. “Mom, why do you love lilies?” She smiles. “You see son, a lily stands for devotion and purity. Each petal is perfect in its own right. Its beauty has no equal.” His mom twirls the flower in her hand and takes a big sniff.

Lalisa pushed his hand away, but Louis wrapped his hand around hers and continued adjusting the flower crown on her head. Lalisa pulled away again, and Louis wrapped it back. After a few rounds, Lalisa decided to let him adjust the flower crown on her head as he pleased. “I am the water lily in the golden meadow, the lily of the valley in the valley,” York Lena stood before the officiant, holding up a red-colored book. The words inside the book, originally rigid, sounded emotional when she read them, creating a deeply romantic atmosphere.

She looked confused. Lilly takes a good look at the corsage. “White Orchid represents the feelings of passion and love. It's like trying to say my feelings are true, regretting every mistake he had done to you and this time he meant it” Lilly stated as she counted the number of stalks. “And fifteen stalks mean I'm sorry.” She added. Anna chuckled softly, amused by listening to the meaning of the flower, she really doesn't have any idea from where Ibrahim learned cheesy things like this. “Do you think he meant it this time?” Anna's shoulders were hunched together.