I was curious to look over, see a group of people with a twenty-year-old boy holding flowers in his arms, full of expectation on one knee him, it looks like a marriage proposal.
Curiosity, I pulled Dennis closer to see the girl in front of the boy, it was Wendy, as I said, twenty-something girls are already wonderful just for their age.
She seemed shy, reddened face, probably surrounded by too many people, she was very embarrassed to stand in the crowd, to the ground on one knee boy some overwhelmed said, "What is the matter we go back to say, we go back first!"
She pulled the boy to go, but after all, there is a gap between the strength of men and women, the boy seems to have ironed out the letter of the successful proposal, full of desire but looked at her and said, "Wendy, I really like you, just promise me that I will treat you well in the future."
The people around us are up in arms, "Promise him, promise him ......"
Wendy had a little forced smile, and it was clear that she was not shy but embarrassed at this point. She looked around, her eyes fell on my side, paused slightly, then looked at the boy and spoke, "I don't understand why you have to deceive yourself here when you know that I don't like you and won't say yes to you. Not only did I tell you once that I don't love you, I don't even feel anything for you at all, so please leave and beg you to stop harassing me with this boring so-called romantic proposal, can you?"
No one expected that an originally romantic proposal, will turn into such a farce, a time when the original hilarious people are quiet, some people are consciously left.
The boy kneeling on the ground, at this point, his face was red, and it could be seen that it was caused by embarrassment and embarrassment.
"That's not what you used to say?" The boy spoke, pained and overwhelmed by what she had just said.
Wendy looked at him, "So what am I going to say? I thought I was obvious enough to you about the rejection, why can't you see that?"
The boy suddenly bowed his head feebly, the bright roses in his arms were twisted out of shape, "Why? Because I'm not rich enough? Or am I ......"
"Neither, because I don't like it, it has nothing to do with whether you have money or not, whether you are capable or not, it's simply because I don't like you, you can go, please, don't embarrass me so much in the future, okay?" My memory of Wendy should be a lively and lovely girl, but I was surprised to see a different side of her.
I pulled Dennis out of the hall and sighed slightly, "well think I read a few years of college also have not been such a serious and ritualistic confession, but this way seems to be suitable only for people who like, young people's impulsive romance, in fact, quite likeable."
The wrist was slightly tugged by Dennis, "Like what?"
Looking at his handsome face, I laughed, "Of course, I like the passionate impulsive romantic young people, ah, after getting older, it seems that there is no passion, feel that life is not so vivid."
Arm he pulled so that I was face to face with him, he raised an eyebrow, "Are you disgusted with my old age?"
I seriously doubt that Dennis is going through menopause.
I can't help but hold my forehead, "I didn't say you're old, I mean young people are fresh and enthusiastic, very motivated, we should learn, can't live the day dead, you don't always misinterpret my meaning."
He frowned slightly, "What kind of enthusiasm and motivation do you want?"
I was speechless for a while, I was wrong, I should not talk about romance and passion with the old pedant.
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