Chapter 29 unromantic valentines day

Today is Valentine's Day, everywhere is noisy, in the shops and on the street, ribbons are flying and roses are fragrant.The colorful wrapping paper is more eye-catching than roses, and the smiles of the girls holding flowers are more beautiful than flowers. In the afternoon, a friend from my hometown came to the house and said to invite my aunt to dinner, so we Zhanguang went with him.I whispered to my friend, eat BUFFET, otherwise my mother-in-law will not be able to eat it, and she will exchange it for RMB as soon as she takes the chopsticks.The friend nodded yes. The restaurant was full of red. Except for me in a loose casual short dress, all the ladies who entered the door were well-mannered, wearing light pink and daisy, graceful evening dresses, and delicate roses of various colors filled with stars.

My friend said, Valentine's Day, what gift did your laborer give you?I said sternly: Don't!They are all tricks by merchants to defraud people of money, and they are determined not to be fooled. Believe it or not, if there is a need, if the market is large enough, there will be a "mistress festival" or "happy marriage between young and old" in two years, because these two forms of marriage between men and women It also needs a lot of money to support it.My friend booed me and said, keep your voice down, such a good idea can be sold to Wang Hai. I can see through the appearance to see the essence.In my opinion, the world doesn't need to celebrate any holidays or birthdays at all.Where a person is born is not determined by himself, and this thing is not as surprising as winning the lottery.First of all, at least 16.4 million people in the world were born on the same day, so there is nothing to celebrate with such a high probability event!Secondly, if there is no serious illness or accidental injury in this life, the same day will have to be lived at least sixty or seventy times, right?Of course, there is an exception for those born on February 29.

Besides, this festival is celebrated. Except for the wedding anniversary, there is no day I choose by myself. Mother's Day, Father's Day, Children's Day, Labor Day, Christmas, Spring Festival, which festival is not an excuse for the merchants to rip off?I don't want them to lead me by the nose.The day I was in a good mood bought a gift for my parents, it was Parents’ Day, and the things I liked caught up with the discounts, so I was so tempted, that day was my Valentine’s Day.As for the only wedding anniversary I chose, I didn't have time to regret it. As a punishment for myself, I decided to put it in the ranks of Black Friday and pretend to forget it.Don't keep reminding me of "the Nth year of life imprisonment".

Like Hillary, I classify myself as a tough guy. Whenever a laborer laughs and says to someone, "I never buy her a gift, she will swipe her card for what she likes", I stand up for "You did it right!" I don't want it My house is full of garbage that the merchants forced on me, including a dozen half-withered roses, a pair of outdated leather shoes that are one size smaller, a backpack for children, and a piece of sexy underwear that has a button missing before I wear it.Because there was only one button, so I still don't understand if the button that suddenly fell is a conspiracy of the merchant to buy one and get one free.

I'm married and all I need is daily necessities, a house, a car, and cash.Romance, and love, those words that are closer to waste and farther from frugality, don't squeeze them into my life dictionary. If you ask me the most romantic thing I can think of right now, if I think about it carefully, I will tell you with an infinitely fascinated expression——that should be the big prize of 10 million.The moment when I stood in front of the cash counter at the bank tremblingly, holding my ID card in one hand and the lottery ticket in the other, how romantic it would be—! My heart has been made harder than a diamond by the commercial society, and no tenderness can overwhelm me.

However, looking at the streets full of flowers, I still feel a little worried. When I got home, I turned on my computer and received an anonymous email. "HAPPY VALENTINE!" The pink English letters are like a shy girl, arranged in a beautiful heart shape, with long and long gorgeous roses behind it, and the bottom cannot be seen. Smile, windfall.Close the mail. It suddenly occurred to me that no matter who the person who sent the letter was, he must be very caring.In case someone asks one day, do you know how many roses I gave you?How do I cope? Quickly opened the email again and counted it patiently.

101. Smile again, this guy was very careless, so he hit one more casually.Anyway, electronic ones don't cost money, so I'll pretend to give me 100 flowers for him!Since he still misses me, don't care about it. Seeing Wei'er at night, he smiled and asked me, did any gentleman send you flowers today? I said yes, Anonymous. 100 flowers. Wei'er said, no, it should be 101 flowers! I scream!ah!how do you know?You sent it? She said, you are stupid, you are not serious about studying the rules of the altar, the boss once posted an article that different roses represent different hearts, you did not study hard, and you were sentenced to FAIL in the term exam.

I hurried to make up the exam. 101 roses are written on the back I love you the most. Tears filled. I know, it must be you. only you. 2004-02-14