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When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a bouquet of roses in the living room in the summer, bright red like fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub, but I didn't expect another bouquet to appear today, obviously someone sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand yuan, two bouquets of roses, and a month's salary is gone.

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded, "Who sent this rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said, "Just like yesterday, there is a card in it and a love poem is written." ”

"Yes, show it to me. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "What kind of coward, I don't dare to confess in person, so I can only sneak up on some small actions." Write sour poems. Sending flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple, touching myself and disgusting others. ”

"Giggles, big brother, you're so funny. I was moved. It's disgusting to others!' When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw another bouquet of roses in the living room in the summer, bright red as fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub, but I didn't expect another bouquet to appear today, obviously someone sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand dollars. Two bouquets of roses, a month's salary is gone, and the pickle girl is really bloody!

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded, "Who sent this rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said. "Like yesterday, there's a card in there. Wrote a love poem. ”

"Yes, show it to me. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "Which coward is it?" I didn't dare to confess in person, so I could only sneak in and make some small moves. Write sour poems, send flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple. Moved himself, disgusted others. ”

"Giggles, big brother, you're so funny. "I moved myself and disgusted others!" "When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw another bouquet of roses in the living room, bright red as fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub, but I didn't expect another bouquet to appear today, obviously someone sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand yuan, two bouquets of roses, and a month's salary is gone.

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded, "Who sent this rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said, "Just like yesterday, there is a card in it and a love poem is written." ”

"Yes, show it to me. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "What kind of coward, I don't dare to confess in person, so I can only sneak up on some small actions." Writing sour poems and sending flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple, touched by myself, disgusted others. ”

"Giggles, big brother, you're so funny. "I moved myself and disgusted others!" "When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw another bouquet of roses in the living room, bright red as fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub, but I didn't expect another bouquet to appear today, obviously someone sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand yuan, two bouquets of roses, and a month's salary is gone.

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded, "Who sent this rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said. "Like yesterday, there was a card in it with a love poem written in it. ”

"Yes, show it to me. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pouted. said disdainfully, "What kind of coward, I don't dare to confess in person, I can only sneak some small actions." Writing sour poems and sending flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple, touched by myself, disgusted others. ”

"Giggles. Big brother, you're so funny. "I moved myself and disgusted others!" "When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw another bouquet of roses in the living room, bright red as fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub. I didn't expect another bunch to appear today, and it was obviously someone who sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand dollars. Two bouquets of roses, a month's salary is gone, and the pickle girl is really bloody!

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded. "Who sent the rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said, "Just like yesterday, there is a card in it and a love poem is written." ”

"Yes. Take it for me to see. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "What kind of coward, I don't dare to confess in person, so I can only sneak up on some small actions." Writing sour poems and sending flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple, touched by myself, disgusted others. ”

"Giggles, big brother, you're so funny. "I moved myself and disgusted others!" "When I got home in the evening, as soon as I entered the door, I saw another bouquet of roses in the living room, bright red as fire, very gorgeous.

"Rub it, another bunch?!, who's so rich!" said Summer, confused.

Yesterday's bouquet of roses has been taken to the bath by the little sister, so that there are still residual petals in the bathtub, but I didn't expect another bouquet to appear today, obviously someone sent it again.

A bouquet of roses costs a thousand yuan, two bouquets of roses, and a month's salary is gone.

"Brother, you're back. Xia Xue was typing on the computer, and when she saw Xia, she greeted her with a smile.

Summer nodded, "Who sent this rose?"

"I don't know. It was placed at the door, and the neighbor reminded me to find out. Xia Xue shook her head and said, "Just like yesterday, there is a card in it and a love poem is written." ”

"Yes, show it to me. Summer said with a frown.

Xia Xue got up and handed him a card. Summer took it and looked at it, and saw that the piece of paper read:

"The best scene of my life

It's to meet you

Quietly staring at you in the vast sea of people

Strange and familiar

Despite breathing the breath of the same sky

But I can't hug you

If you have changed your spatiotemporal identity and name

I wish I could see your eyes."

"Rub, what a mess this is. Summer pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "What kind of coward, I don't dare to confess in person, so I can only sneak up on some small actions." Writing sour poems and sending flowers, I thought it was romantic, it was really too young, too simple, touched by myself, disgusted others. ”

"Giggles, big brother, you're so funny. 'Touched by myself, disgusted by others!'

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )