The most romantic joke.

On the sixth night 1 1, Valentine's Day will be over. I spent the year alone again. Just when I was depressed, the doorbell rang and I slowly went to open the door. Unexpectedly, my long-cherished eldest brother next door stood at the door. He is tall, handsome and kind to people. Most importantly, he has a bunch of roses in his hand today!

I was immediately overwhelmed by excitement and excitement. I only vaguely heard him whisper, "This is for you!" " I took it blankly, not knowing what to say, and my eyes were full of tears.

He went on to say, "I have bad luck today. I didn't sell such a large handful of flowers. Cheap you, boy ... "