2000.2.14

In the winter of Beijing that year, there was more snow than in previous years, although it had passed the beginning of spring, the weather was no longer cold, just a few days ago, the old snow had not melted, the new snow came again, this day there were snowflakes again, and the sky was gray.

Wen Feng clearly remembered that it was a Tuesday, and he took half a day off for uncomfortable reasons to clean up and leave the house. Walking on the road, you can see some young men and women holding hands with each other, talking sweetly, girls holding a bouquet or handful of red roses in their hands, and occasionally you can see some flower vendors.

He arrived at the front door KFC at half past three, half an hour earlier than scheduled. In a moment, she will appear in her heart. What does Yang Lu really look like? She has said more than once on the Internet and on the phone that she doesn't look good? And she is ugly, will she be a dinosaur? He paced back and forth in front of the KFC door restlessly, on the one hand to warm himself up, and on the other hand to relieve the tension and excitement in his heart.

"Big brother, are you waiting for your girlfriend?" asked a childish voice next to him.

Wen Feng looked back and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy holding a basket of roses and asking him with a smile on his face.

At that time, there were a lot of outsiders with their children to work in Beijing, and under the prompting of some "business opportunities", there were not enough people, and parents would let their children help sell things, such as roses, plush toys, etc., so on festivals like Christmas and Valentine's Day, children in their teens could be seen everywhere on the street with flowers to sell.

"Uh...... Oh, yes. ”

"Then why don't you wait empty-handed, buy a bouquet of flowers and give it to her, your girlfriend will be very happy." The little boy said with sincerity on his face.

In fact, Wen Feng prepared a gift for Yang Lu - chocolate, which was discovered from chatting with Yang Lu when she liked chocolate. Who said that on Valentine's Day this is the privilege of a girl to give a boy? He doesn't believe this, and on this special day, he should be happy to give it to her.

"How to sell it?" Wen Feng asked.

"Fifteen yuan for a red rose, twenty-five for a pink rose, buy one, buy more, you can get a discount." The little boy drew out a red rose and said, "One represents single-mindedness, two represents two and two dependence, and three ......."

"Three doesn't mean half-heartedness. Wen Feng said jokingly.

"Look at what you said, three branches mean I love you!" said the little boy with a smile.

"Your flower is too expensive, just now someone sold it for ten yuan, cheaper?" Wen Feng said at a low price.

After some bargaining, Wen Feng finally bought a pink rose for twenty yuan, he didn't know what the pink rose meant, he just felt that the girls on the street were all red roses, which was too cheesy.

Before leaving, the little boy said to Wen Feng: "Big brother, you are tall and handsome, your girlfriend must be very beautiful." ”

Wen Feng said "thank you" on his lips, but thought in his heart: "I don't know what she looks like yet, I hope to borrow your auspicious words." ”

The little boy went to do his business somewhere else, Wen Feng looked down at the pink rose in his hand, the leaves were soft and thin, covered with hair, with crystal droplets, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Is it Wen Feng?" a gentle and gentle voice came from behind him.

This voice is familiar to Wen Feng, and in recent months, this voice has always haunted him, "It's coming, it's coming after all!"