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Chapter Four

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    On February 14th, 2009, as usual, this day only has 24 hours, but because of unknown reasons, it was defined as Valentine¡¯s Day by foreign devils.  to a height.  Foreign things are always good, just like a flatbread for two yuan can be transformed into a pizza with some cheese and meat on it, and then sold for a hundred yuan.  It is conceivable how hot the major shopping malls are on this day of the year, and those florists are enough to laugh at their front teeth. Roses can be sold at a rate of more than ten times on this day.  No one will scold you for being unscrupulous, because everyone does this, and you can't scold you.

    Originally, I didn't want to join in the excitement, and I really didn't want to come to this kind of place where the chest is on the back, but w Fei said that I must "go out" on the lover's day, so as to show that the two are lovers.  I think this is absurd, as if bread that has not been shipped from the factory cannot be called bread, it can only be called flour dough, and it must be packaged and then pasted with a barcode or price tag before it can be called bread.

    "Why doesn't there seem to be anyone today?" I put my hand on W's shoulder and walked on Nanjing Road.  Although Nanjing Road today cannot be said to be deserted, it is indeed very sluggish compared with previous years.

    w pouted, "Nonsense, everyone has gone to watch Qi Ming's magic tricks on the Bund."

    "What's so attractive and deceiving about magic." For the sake of a man's self-esteem, I gave such a definition to magic, just because I won't change, so if I can't eat grapes, I can only say that grapes have been saccharined.  However, I have also heard of the name Qi Ming. He just came out this year. He is an instant hit. He is known as a nineteen-year-old genius magician.

    "Tch, but his magic seems to make lovers more loyal and sweet!" W looked intoxicated.

    I shook my head helplessly. I couldn't say anything more to break her dream for such a naive little girl. I patted w's head.

    "Silly girl, how can there be such magic in the world? Emotions are the product of the intertwining of two people's minds. If they can be controlled by magic, then the world will be in chaos? Love magicians are just commercial propaganda.  "

    Since Yawen's accident happened, w began to change, and gradually began to find the shadow of her in high school in w.  I once insinuated and asked her the reason, and she said that the death of Yawen and Hu Ling made her understand that she should cherish and love herself and the people she loves before she is alive, and don¡¯t regret it after she dies. I don¡¯t know if I am  Whether it belongs to the former or the latter to be cherished.  But as for how w was able to figure this out, I still can't figure it out.

    "You are just too wooden, not romantic at all." W closed his eyes helplessly and shook his head, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I want a blue enchantress!"

    A little bit unprepared for this sudden attack, I touched my pocket and found only four bills, assuming they are all red, then we can only eat box lunches for dinner after buying the blue one.

    "Did you hear that?"

    Was pinched by w on the thigh.

    I approached W and whispered to her, "Can I buy it tomorrow?"

    Today's night seems to have nothing lovely except for the round moon. The cold wind blows on my face and I feel like tearing my face apart. I look around for the beautiful figure of the flower shop.  I'm starting to hate Valentine's Day.  In this cold and windy night, there are still countless pairs of passionate young people who have inherited the spirit of the Red Army who is not afraid of the severe cold, and paved the way for Chinese socialism under such difficult conditions.

    And in this great society, the inequality between men and women still exists.  While I was running around for some very expensive flowers that would wither in the next day, W was sitting comfortably in Ai Sisi, eating cakes, maybe even humming a ditty while watching handsome men  .  Thinking of this makes my chest tight.

    I sighed my twenty-third breath tonight, and finally saw a flower shop with blue roses in it.

    "I don't care, I don't care! I want roses!"

    At the entrance of the flower shop, a young couple who looked like junior high school students were arguing.  The man shook off the girl and grabbed his hand, "Aren't you wasting money? You can buy a lot of useful things by saving a few hundred dollars!"

    If it weren't for my fear of becoming a polluter of the atmosphere, I would definitely go up and shake hands with that boy.

    When I handed the four red notes to the cute flower shop girl, I felt as if a hole had been dug in my chest, which was extremely painful.  After taking the blue enchantress, I started to walk back.  The young couple was still arguing there, and there were some spectators around.

    At this time, a boy who was probably a high school student appeared from the crowd and walked up to the little boy wearing a black windbreaker, smiled and said, "May I borrow your hand?" When he smiled, he showed a canine tooth on the left.

    The little boy stretched out his hand in confusion, and the boy in the black windbreaker put his hand into the little boy's sleeve, and then quickly pulled it out, holding a bright red rose in his hand.  He gave the rose to the little boy, snapped his fingers, and said, "Don't let the girl you like down!"

    The onlookers gave a loud applause at the right time to anger the little boy, but the boy in the black windbreaker had long since disappeared into the crowd.

    "Fuck!" The little boy threw the rose on the ground and stomped on it with his feet, "How many fucking magic tricks can he do?" Then he pointed at the place where the boy in the black windbreaker left and cursed.

    "Let's break up, it seems that you don't love me." The girl lowered her head, as if shed a tear, and ran away.

    The little boy stood there stupidly, motionless.

    I smiled and walked away, there really is no love magician.

    Just like the boy in the black windbreaker, his intentions must be good, but he accidentally hurt the self-esteem of that little boy. Magic cannot support love.

    When I returned to Ai Sisi, I saw that W had already fallen asleep on the chair.  I really envy her, she can fall asleep no matter what time, I put the rose on the table, sat next to w, lifted w and put her head on my neck, so that she can sleep  Leaning completely against me, I put my hands on her shoulders and hugged her.  Every movement is very light, for fear of waking W.

    I ruffled her hair and kissed her forehead again.  Although the relationship with w has become more and more harmonious, we may not get together in the end. This feeling will emerge every time I hug w.

    In winter, people put on heavy clothes and stream awkwardly in the subway.  I hate winter, because winter makes many things go dormant, which makes people's reactions sluggish. What's more, in winter, female compatriots will wrap themselves tightly and have no chance to see naked.  At this time, in this less than 100 square meters of Ai Sisi, there is a warm and warm air.  There are about four or five couples in the store, and everyone seems to have happiness written on their faces. Maybe love can really make people happy, and Valentine's Day when you can hug a quiet w is the best.

    Happiness can stay as long as it lasts.

    I took out my phone and there was a new text message from my dad's company.

    "The name of the perpetrator has been found. Please reply in time when you are free. Happy Valentine's Day."

    "It's really hypocritical." I whispered something, then put the phone back, touched W's face, and felt that the eye sockets were wet all of a sudden, I wiped it off with my hand, fearing that W would suddenly wake up and see it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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