The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side.

Youth is a time when you can squander unscrupulously, love, hurt, cry, and then you mature.

If first love is a symbol of youth, then pink roses are pregnant with a declaration of love, the beauty of the first bloom of love.

No one is not surprised, surprised by the embarrassment of the soldiers, surprised by the stupidity of the soldiers.

It doesn't matter to Bing whether he is stupid or not, because he has found the most suitable gift. He can't give a valuable crystal necklace like Chen Sheng at every turn, he can only express the most sincere love with simplicity.

"No wonder Brother Bing went out at dawn." Zhou Botong looked at the scars on the back of the soldier's hands and suddenly realized.

There is a modern agricultural industrial park on the outskirts of the city, and there is a 100-acre rose garden in the park, where most of the roses sold in the city's flower shops are picked. The city is quite far from the suburbs, and it is difficult to get around.

The sky was hazy and the soldiers came out of the bedroom, and they came back so late, and it was not difficult to guess that the reason why the soldiers were late was to go to the rose garden to pick this pink rose and give it to Xiao Yu.

But roses have thorns, and Bing doesn't care about the pain of being scratched by spikes, just for her, pick the most brilliant and beautiful pink rose.

The rose represents the heart of the soldier.

"It's so touching!"

Xiao Yu's little sisters in the same bedroom are and moved, materialistic, and such persistent boys either lack a string in their brains, or they have no brains.

"Hehe, Rose." Taken aback, Chen Shang, who came back to his senses, couldn't stop laughing, looking at the soldiers without hiding his mockery.

"Dude, look at your shabby outfit, from the countryside, right? What, the toad wants to eat swan meat? ”

"Little white face, there are two stinky money showing off a wool, maybe this money is your godmother?" Zhou Botong wanted to fight for the soldiers, but was persuaded by Shaya.

"Come to Yu'er, I'll bring it for you." Ignoring Zhou Botong's foul language, Chen Shang deliberately called it particularly intimate.

The rich and the poor are like a heaven and a hell, and the distance between them is more than 108,000 miles.

Bing looked at Xiao Yu quietly, letting Chen Sheng sneer, always with a heartless smile on his face, which made Xiao Yu annoy, but every time he saw it, there would always be an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

"Thank you for the gift, but I don't really like the color." Xiao Yu picked up the crystal necklace and looked at Bing and said very directly. Soldier suddenly felt his heart cut by a sharp knife.

"Damn, another gold worshipper!"

Shaya disdainful, and the drama student who rarely scolds couldn't help but add dirty words this time. Zhou Botong was even more lazy, in his opinion, scolding such a girl is a waste.

Finally waiting for the answer, the soldier seemed to finally see through the meanness of the red dust, threw the pink rose into the paper basket, and silently, alone, slowly disappeared into the night of the city. Zhou Botong and Shaya were not at ease and chased after them.

In the face of love, girls are always more rational than boys, love is not that it cannot be given, but in order to get the love of girls, boys must withstand blows and tests.

The little sister wanted to speak and stopped, the result was normal, and other girls would also choose crystal necklaces.

It's not that society is too realistic, it's that soldiers are too naïve.

"Come on, get high, I wish Miss Xiao a happy birthday."

The DJ was energetic, Chen Shang turned up the music, and the cheerful atmosphere quickly drowned out the little farce just now, what is Ye?

Rich is the master!

Ye is the type of person who will not be left out in the cold, Chen Shang quickly drank with everyone, and soon became the most dazzling male star in the field.

"Drink, why don't you drink?"

Drunk, Bing scares away couples walking in the park, surrounded by a pile of beer bottles. Zhou Botong and Sha Ya were by their side, and they couldn't do anything except watch the soldiers borrow wine to drown their sorrows.

Love hurts the most, at the beginning, the soldiers were persuaded to give up, but the soldiers just didn't listen, and no one was surprised by such an ending except for the soldiers. On the contrary, it would be strange if Xiao Yu chose roses.

"Drink with me......" The soldier staggered, his vision became blurred, and he wanted to cry and shout but was all dissolved by the wine.

Drunkenness eventually sends the soldier into a dream.

Perhaps, in the dream, the soldier could see that everyone was drinking happily at the birthday party, Xiao Yu quietly threw away the crystal necklace and carefully picked up the pink rose that was thrown away by the soldier.

Bing rarely drank heavily, and tonight he was drunk, and was carried back to the bedroom by Shaya and the others, vomiting all over the floor.

"No way!" Seeing the soldiers practicing themselves, Zhou Botong was unusual: "You must not be cheap with that little white face, I want to help the soldiers heat up and melt the Snow Girl!" ”

"You're 13142 too?" Shaya really wanted to slap over: "You have to be satisfied with Xiao Yu's death?" ”

"Don't worry, I won't mess around. Don't forget, I'm an amorous prodigal, and I don't have a love that I can't waste. ”

The five big words "Sun God Project" at the head of the bed were shiny and funny, and Zhou Botong smiled mysteriously and ran out of the bedroom.

"Hey, where are you going?" Shaya shouted.

"Go draw the ring! Go and paint the handsome soldier's love trifecta! ”