Chapter 169 The old version of romance of the straight man [7k]

Chinese Valentine's Day, traditional festival.

During the day, Wu Ye watched the news. Many couples lined up in a long queue at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau under the 34-degree sun.

They are all preparing to receive a marriage certificate.

What's more, at three o'clock in the morning, I was already queuing up.

In this way, those who queue up at three o'clock cannot catch up with those who queue up at two o'clock, and those who queue up at two o'clock cannot catch up with those who start queuing up at one o'clock.

Wu Ye could only sigh, hoping that after midnight, he wouldn't think about getting a marriage certificate on Chinese Valentine's Day. Whatever he does now, it would make him crazy.

Including getting a marriage certificate.

Today, in Wu Ye's circle of friends, in addition to posting flowers, red envelopes, gifts, and marriage certificates.

There is dog food everywhere.

Yujian Hotel, Wu Ye's hotel, is full today, and all the rooms are booked out.

Chinese Valentine's Day and Valentine's Day are both busy days, and the cleaning aunt's tasks are usually a lot heavier.

On the roadside, discarded flowers can be seen everywhere, bright red roses, thrown in the trash can, not knowing that it is the dead love that has been thrown away again.

After delivering the goods in the morning, Wu Ye drove back and went upstairs with two boxes in his arms, ready to decorate his home.

Girls pay more attention to several festivals, probably Valentine's Day, birthdays, wedding anniversaries, and now there is another Women's Day.

In recent years, girls have celebrated a lot of festivals, and the little bits and pieces add up to make many boys miserable.

Holiday red envelopes, plus gifts, plus eating out, and having to check whether the room is open. After a festival, four figures of money are gone.

But girls tend to pay more attention to this aspect, especially the sense of ritual, which is very important to them.

They always feel that love should have a real manifestation and not just stay in words.

It's like, what else can you do besides drooling all over yourself?

Therefore, a gift is actually a carrier, which represents remembering, paying attention, and sharing ideas.

Most girls are not exempt from this, even big CEOs and bosses like Lian Chen will inevitably like this sense of ritual.

She doesn't need the expensive gifts from Wu Ye in the early hours of the morning, because she can buy expensive things with her own money.

What she wants to see more is a heart.

Wu Ye understood her thoughts very well, so he went to order the gifts yesterday, and today he just prepared a candlelight dinner.

For many ordinary girls, this festival should go out and have a good meal.

But for early morning, she was tired of eating food outside, and instead wanted to have a simple meal at home.

I discussed this idea with Wu Ye in the early morning, and Wu Ye readily agreed.

The Chinese Valentine's Day is actually a funny festival, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated.

It is unfair for the Cowherd to meet again after a year. The Weaver Girl can see him once a day, but the Cowherd can only see the Weaver Girl once a year.

The Queen Mother probably wanted to protect the Cowherd.

Putting the two boxes on the sofa, Wu Ye stood in the middle of the living room and looked at the house, thinking about how he should decorate it to make it look better.

Men don't have a strong sense of aesthetics in this regard, and girls with delicate minds are better at doing this kind of thing.

However, most girls only ask their boyfriends to be romantic. In fact, boys know how to be romantic.

It can be said that most people's romantic knowledge is learned through the Internet and TV dramas, and they are eliminated versions.

Just like Wu Ye, what he packed in the box were balloons, ribbons, and marquees.

Taking his mobile phone, Wu Ye called the flower company and asked them to send some flowers. This festival, flowers seem to be more suitable.

"In other words, I still have some money. If I were a poor loser now, I wouldn't be able to find a beautiful venue. All I could do is cook her a delicious meal."

"If we do that, most people will probably dislike it."

"This deep love cannot be retained, only tricks can win people's hearts."

Wu Ye sighed with emotion for a long time, then started to use the gas to start playing balloons. While others were fighting, he was still playing balloons at home.

A person's busy life is actually very slow. However, everyone has to celebrate Valentine's Day today, and Wu Ye is too embarrassed to ask others for help.

boom!

Explode one

A balloon exploded under Xingxing's dog's paws, and it started to pounce on another one. After the balloon flew up with its paws, it jumped up and bit it.

boom!

Another one exploded.

Wu Ye, standing on the chair: "..."

Wu Ye finally blew up a lot of balloons and almost covered the entire living room. The dog jumped around in the pile of balloons, taking a series of balloons to fly.

"Xingxing, can you be quiet? Sit down!" Wu Ye dipped a balloon.

As a person with no romantic instincts, all Wu Ye could think of was to tie a ribbon on each balloon.

On each ribbon, hang a sticky note, and on each sticky note, write a love message.

Busy Wu Ye.

If he were made into a movie, there would be many scenes. From time to time, he is putting up balloons, from time to time, he is pointing at the dog. The dog has a wronged smile on his face, and from time to time, the dog is racking his brains to write sticky notes. I can’t think of anything.

, I can only pick up my phone to check.

After the balloons were almost attached, there was a knock on the door, and baskets of flowers were brought into the house.

There are many flowers taking up a lot of space, and each basket is a different color.

Xingxing sniffed it curiously, sneezed, and found the smell unpleasant, so he turned and left.

On the prepared plastic shelf, Wu Ye took the scissors, trimmed the flowers, and then inserted them into the box.

In this way, layer by layer, a flower wall was directly made.

I had prepared the photo a long time ago and hung it on my wall. Then I took the marquee and hung it up, closed the curtains and plugged in the power.

"Beautiful!" Wu Ye smiled.

Needless to say, doing this kind of thing is quite a sense of accomplishment.

After using up all the remaining flowers, Wu Ye decorated the entire home and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he held a flower in his mouth, went upstairs, stood beside the big bed in the bedroom, grabbed the petals, plucked them off and held them in his hand.

The goddess scattered flowers and petals on the bed, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Nice!"

The house became full of flowers. After closing the curtains and turning on the lanterns, it felt a bit romantic like Sabi. Wu Ye could not help but only play this low-level romance.

He is a straight man. Although he likes to pretend to be a warm man, he is really a straight man at his core. You can see it from this arrangement.

Wu Ye took out a box from the drawer, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but laugh.

That was a gift that Luo Bai and I bought together yesterday, one for him and one for Luo Bai.

Time goes back to the previous day.

On the street.

"Girls like gifts, not because of the gift itself, but because of the meaning and sense of ritual it represents, which will make them feel that your feelings are concrete."

"An honest man can only say, I love you! But a man with some emotional intelligence will let his gift say this."

"So, what you buy is not a gift, but love! What a serious girlfriend buys is love, and what a non-serious girlfriend buys is courtship."

"Understand?"

Listening to Luo Bai talking beside him, Wu Ye was thinking about things silently and did not listen to his nonsense. He felt that it was just an expensive thing and it seemed not very suitable to give it to Chen Chen.

The main thing is that there is no shortage of money in the early morning.

She could even buy more expensive gifts, upgraded ones, so Wu Ye still felt that it was better to be thoughtful. After money loses its meaning, it can only add other values ​​to the gifts, which must be values ​​that money cannot buy.

Mind.

Looking at Luo Bai, Wu Ye asked: "What can I buy to express my feelings?"

"Heart transplant surgery is possible!"

Wu Ye: "."

You Shabby!

Looking at the shopping mall, Wu Ye thought about buying a massage chair, but he already had a massage bed and a massage bathtub at home.

For the first time, Wu Ye felt that he had no talent when it came to choosing gifts, and he couldn't come up with any good ideas despite racking his brains.

"Send me a massage chair." "Shabi, why don't you give me a massage stick?" Luo Bai complained about Wu Ye's brain circuit.
To be continued...