Chapter 50 Peacock Forest (50)

"The difference between these two kinds of people is only that they value different things, and there is no difference between which is better. But as love is usually sanctified by people, so the person who chooses love is also sanctified. " She put two of the three grilled meats on my plate and one for herself.Then say: "In all fairness, each of the five animals in that psychometric test had a different choice. Do we think that the person who chooses the sheep has the most noble sentiments just because the person who chooses the sheep chooses love? " I think she's right, maybe it's just a matter of choice.

Those who sacrifice everything for love will be praised; But those who sacrifice love for everything will probably be blamed to some extent. Let's end this topic and turn to small talk.When the meat slices are all grilled, the charcoal fire is red. "You bought too much charcoal," she said. "There is too little meat. "I say. "Don't talk back." "yes. 』 She smiled, looked at the sky, and said, "It's almost dawn." "Okay." She stood up. "Christmas Eve is over." "etc. 』 I ran upstairs to the room and gave her the 17 red roses on the table and said, "Merry Christmas." 』

"Why did you send me flowers?" "As you said, poor girls who don't have flowers on Christmas Eve. 』 She lowered her head and counted the flowers, then raised her head and said, "I know why your ex-girlfriend doesn't want you anymore." "Hey. ’ I glared at her. "There are 17 roses in total here, do you know what 17 roses represent?" "have no idea. 』 "In the language of roses, 17 flowers mean: good gathering and easy separation." "what? ’ I opened my mouth wide. "That's good, I'll take 10 roses, and you take 7 roses." After she finished speaking, she gave me 7 roses,

"10 means: perfect you, 7 means: I wish you luck. I am perfect, you are lucky, It can be said that everyone is happy. " "I want perfection. 』 "Don't be silly." She smiled and said, "Merry Christmas." After we simply cleaned up the yard, the sky was slightly brighter. Entering the research room the next day, everyone was discussing how they spent Christmas Eve last night. When people ask me how I spend Christmas Eve, I always answer: "Barbecue. 』 A week later, Mr. Martini made a surprise visit. After I let him into the room, I went downstairs alone and waited in the yard.

After about half an hour, he went downstairs. His expression was extremely relaxed, the muscle lines of his face were no longer stiff, and began to have smooth curves. "Thank you," he said. I smiled and said nothing. "I just posted another message on the wall," he said. "what are you writing? As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I felt rash, and said quickly, "Sorry." 』 "It's okay." He smiled, "You'll watch it anyway, won't you?" I nodded, a little embarrassed. "I'm going to start walking to the left," he said. "This is my last message."

We were silent at the same time, and I caught a glimpse of him still wearing a tie. The pattern of the tie is the one I saw last time, Picasso's famous painting: "The Girl of Avignon". He took off his tie suddenly and said, "Here you are." "It's too expensive, I can't accept it. "I say. "It's a bit expensive, but it's not heavy." He smiled, "Just keep it as a souvenir." I just had to say thank you and take it. "I've climbed the rock on the right," he said. "And you?" I was stunned, and Li Shanlan just opened the door and came in.

She looked surprised to see me standing in the yard with him. I hurriedly introduced to her: "This is the Mr. Martini I mentioned to you...". "Martini?" He smiled. "It's an interesting name, but my surname is Kong, not Ma." "She is..." I pointed to Li Shanlan, thought for a while and said, "Another person who chooses peacocks." 』 "Today is a beautiful day, three peacocks together," he said, "I hope someday we will Can open the screen. " "I'm a peahen and I can't open my tail," she said. The three of us smiled in harmony at the same time.

I think Mr. Martini must have been a cheerful person before, but all these years of waiting, Press the lines of his face hard and straight. Now that he has climbed the stone on the right, he has regained his former cheerfulness. From this perspective, the current him is opening his screen. "I'm leaving." Mr. Martini waved his hand and said meaningfully, "Goodbye." I haven't seen him since.