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Chapter 428 Goodbye Prince
Ding Rou greeted herself very gently, Hi, your store is really nice.Wei sneered.Ding Rou should have no special attachment to roses. From the moment she entered the store to the last time she walked out, she never intended to take a bouquet of flowers with her. When Wei Xiangyu and Wei Leng were talking, she basically listened quietly. Interrupt any words, at most just smile politely.Wei Leng picked out a pot of pink roses and gave it to Ding Rou. She said, maybe you are not very interested in these, but please accept it when we meet for the first time.thanks.She was about to take it when Wei Xiangyu reached out to hold it for her.

Wei Leng thought that he was really good to her, just like Xu Ruo or even better than him.How is it good for a person?Give him endless money to buy her expensive clothes, jewelry and bags, and be obedient to her every request?Xu Ruo often told Wei Leng that it doesn't matter if a man is rich, the key is that he is willing to spend money for you and cares about you.When Wei Leng was in her freshman year of high school, the girls in the dormitory would often discuss together the criteria for finding a boyfriend and what kind of person you want to marry.Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls all want to marry a handsome and rich Prince Charming.But Wei Leng felt that she didn't necessarily have to marry a handsome man, of course she had to be able to see it.Even if you don't look good, you have to gain an advantage in height. For example, Wei Xiangyu has an average appearance, but he has a good figure. He is 180 tall, which is not bad overall.The main thing is to really care about yourself.Does Ding Rou feel happy?

In the afternoon, I received a large pot of black roses.Looking at the few black roses in the store, Wei Leng felt very surprised.There are not many roses in Los Angeles, let alone this precious black rose.Such a rare species, who is so rich?
Wei Leng took the flowers and took care of them.At the same time, I racked my brains to think who it would be. I don't have many friends, and it is impossible for my parents to have the leisure to send flowers to me anonymously.Wei Leng updated her mood in the space: It's amazing, which careless angel left a lot of black roses here?
Soon there was a comment below: Black Rose is also.

Wei Leng's mouth opened into an O shape, her eyes were wide open, and she had an expression of disbelief.Black Rose?Black Rose!black rose.Is it really him, but why?Obviously don't know each other.

Hei Qiangwei met Wei Leng at a large-scale talent competition organized by a certain literary website in the summer of 2008. Hei Qiangwei was just a pseudonym, his real name is unknown, and his gender is male.I had a shallow exchange, and apart from literature, both of them also like roses very much, but one likes pink roses and the other likes black roses.Although they are friends, they rarely communicate on the Internet.The head of Black Rose is gray all the year round.Maybe she is here or not, Wei Leng doesn't bother to pay attention, she understands that the Internet is illusory, and she has never thought about becoming the so-called blue-faced confidant in others' mouths.

I am a very realistic person, I like money, I like a stable life, I like fine arts, I like to roam the world without restraint, but I really don’t want to live that kind of life where I can’t afford paints, can’t pay rent Running around at any time may lead to a day of starvation.

Wei Leng wrote these scattered words in her blog.Maybe if you write too many words, you really don’t need to talk to others after being alone for a long time. Those sorrows and sorrows are all your own business, others won’t understand, and you can’t ask anyone to understand you.Everything is self-knowledge.

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