Floriography, otherwise known as the language of flowers, is a fascinating subject once you get past all the roses. They're a little repetitive in all honesty. It can express everything from desire to a declaration of war in a beautifully presented bouquet. The subtleties can leave people guessing for days if they aren't fluent. 

When you can't find the words, or the courage to speak them when you do have them, this knowledge can be essential. Like music and love, flowers are a universal language. Maybe that's why Zhoumi fell so hard for it, or maybe it was easier leaving a book laying around than stumbling over the same word time and again in the early days. Although his Korean improved, knowing what and how to say it never got any easier. Flowers spoke when he couldn't, told the story he wouldn't and confessed what he shouldn't have done