What is love?

Love is an enzyme whose molecular structure is not very stable, it will have a chemical reaction when it encounters sunlight, and it will be scattered with you when it encounters haze. This enzyme, like a hermit crab, inhabits cells that allow our nerves to perceive happiness.

According to my unreliable research and analysis of practical experience and lack of practical experience, it ferments much more frequently in women's bodies than men. In other words, in the same situation and the same event, women fantasize about love more often than men.

My high-minded talk is like the stand-up comedy of Deyun Club, which makes mosquitoes so happy, I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

In short, in the first half of the night in the two-bedroom and one-hall rental house of Mosquito and Gege, I talked about love with Mosquito in the master bedroom and talked out of my soul, and Jiang Beisheng and Gege condescended to the second bedroom to fight for alcohol and collapse physically. This is the scheming of women and men. The joy of burning love has nothing to do with the opposite sex and sharing. Therefore, we can't accommodate them in our night talks, and they don't need us at the wine table. Men and women under the same roof are just Mars and Earth that do not interfere with each other at the moment, do not penetrate each other, as long as they are beautiful.

After the mosquito finished the last hot compress for my neck, he fell beside me in response, laughing happily: "In this way, if Jiang Beisheng is not hiding from you as quickly as the god of decay at the moment when the car is swinging, but hugs you steadily, your emotional center will still mistakenly think that his vicious and narrow heart has a deep love for you?"

I tried to move my neck a little, and the mosquito compress really lived up to its name, and the pain that pulled the muscles and bones finally disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he recovered: "How do I know, coincidence and coincidence are really just coincidences." But mosquitoes, I have to confess to you. I doubted love when he appeared in the café and sat across from me angrily, when he thought Gege was my new love and attacked Gege personally, when he called me 'wife' maliciously to show affection, and when he couldn't get used to seeing me and Gege text messages and rudely snatched away my phone, I doubted love...... Mosquito, we learn Chinese, everyone knows that negation plus negation equals affirmation, so why can't this doubt and doubt equal not doubting? I learned Chinese well, or is it my fault?"

It's not like I'm messing around, who hasn't done anything about it?

But the mosquito still laughed overwhelmingly: "Fox, I have to say that the reason why you show innocence and innocence in love, which is in great contrast with your biological age, is precisely because you have been living outside the walls of marriage. I can guarantee that if you have lived or are going through a period of life within the walls of the vast majority of ordinary couples, your little heart of love can grow to twice your real age in a minute. ”

I know that Mosquito quickly fell in love with Qian Zhongshu's "The Siege of the City" after a year of marriage, but I don't think that my marriage can only find a known way out in Qian Lao's "The Siege".

The nose snorted unconvinced: "Your marriage is just a temporary stranding of money, not an emotional breakdown." Why do you want to elevate it from a vulgar material appearance to a purely fragmented emotional inner body in one fell swoop, and deliberately carry out an unfair crusade against Gege?"

Not to be outdone, the mosquito snorted at me: "Rich and white people will take a lot of time on the bus to talk about love; Although Gege and I haven't come to this point yet, don't worry, if he can't turn over and win a battle within half a year, and he can't find a new job to support his family with a broken wrist, this step will be sooner or later. ”

I shuddered. The mosquitoes under the night light had a fierce face, not at all like they were joking with people.

This fierceness reminds me of Garfield.

Garfield's self-employment was not easy, as she said in her toughest time.

Men's ambitions always hope that women will support them and spare no effort to give them, but women's ambitions will always be vilified as careerists under the colored glasses of most people. As a result, more and more women begin to lose their ambitions and return to peace and small satisfaction. Over time, this part of the women is like a fairy who has been stolen from her feather coat, and since then she has washed her hands to make soup, faded her fairy spirit and is willing to be a mortal, not seeking flowers to bloom and be rich, but seeking home and prosperity. Such a woman will naturally have anxiety about the man's unresolved ambitions. Once there is anxiety, the tearing war of separation and union in the relationship between the sexes will follow.

In the final analysis, men are not wrong, women are even more wrong, and what is wrong is the thing of "not conspiring with each other".

I thought Garfield's tirade was very reasonable, so I extracted the essence of it and sent it to the mosquito: "None of you are wrong, the wrong thing is 'not to conspire with each other'." ”

The mosquito was stunned: "Fox, you won't really fall in love with Jiang Beisheng, right?"

As soon as these words came out, I was so frightened that I rolled on the bed a few times, and then I reluctantly invited the three souls and seven spirits who came out of my body to the skull back again.

"How is that possible?" yelled.

The mosquito patted his chest and sighed: "Since the fox's head is still normal, then don't talk nonsense, what 'don't conspire with each other', why don't you say 'rest until death'?"

Uh, well, I admit that it's not just men and women who are different in this world, but women who are also different.

After talking about women, the next thing to talk about is naturally men.

My emotional chat with the mosquito ended at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and twelve minutes more. After we each washed up, we were about to sleep in the same bed, when the mosquito suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Fox, how long has the shouting next door stopped?"

I thought for a moment, "I didn't pay attention, it seems like there was an hour." ”

"Oops. ”

The mosquito screamed, pulled me to the next door in a whirlwind to see, the scene was really bad, and I was dumbfounded with the mosquito.

In the second half of that night, I finally understood a truth.

A man's desire to win dominates a man's face and self-esteem. When these two things have been ruthlessly blocked by others in the field they are not good at, the side that has suffered the defeat must wait for the opportunity to fight back in the field they are good at.

The amount of alcohol of the northwest man made Gege Yixue bow to shame, and fought the little southern man of my family until his limbs were weak, and he couldn't stand up when he lay down.

Whether it's from the height of my wife or from the enemy's point of view, I can't wait to grab a cat at once and pour a soak of urine on this crazy drunken face.

Eh, this is not my viciousness, the lines of the golden eight-o'clock dog blood drama say this: After drinking two taels of cat urine, you don't know who you are?

I just wanted Jiang Beisheng to drink cat urine, and I forgot who I was. How nice.

Although Gege said that the winner was king, this king only had half a sip of wine left. I was on the side of the mosquito, and it took a lot of effort to drag him from the second bedroom to the master bedroom.

The mosquito collapsed on the ground and gasped, "Fox...... Fox, that ...... What's that, it's yours......"

I supported the door frame with one hand and the other hand, and I was also panting like my grandson: "All, all with ...... Dead pigs are generally ...... Also, I still need it...... Tube, tube?"

"No...... Leave it alone, live or die...... Just take care of it...... Don't, don't spit on me...... On the floor of my house. ”

The mosquito's outspokenness made me look circled, and I couldn't breathe: "Uh, your 'bad' sound, just afraid that they will vomit on your floor?"

"There is no need to question my kindness. Fox, to give you the most reliable advice, in a married life full of fireworks, washing one less dish and mopping the floor less is better than a thousand words of "I love you" or "hard work" in a man's mouth. ”

(To be continued)