"When I was younger than you, I met a boy who was not outstanding at all, not good at all...... In short, it's the type that I didn't like when I was a girl......"

"When I confessed, I refused as a matter of course......"

Wen stopped his eyebrows and looked at the old ones, lowered his eyes, twisted the teacup with both hands and turned it slowly in a circle, his tone was neither high nor low.

"When I grew up, I had a boy I liked, and I also had a deeper love, but unfortunately, I didn't make it to the end...... I forgot to mention that after I spent my teenage years, I became a child of a single-parent family and lived with my mother.

Before and after the girlhood, if you compare horizontally with the living environment in which I live, the family situation is considered to be well-off or above, it's hard to say how good it is, but it can support me with some additional hobbies......"

"For example......"

When he said this, Wen Zhimei put the teacup that had been twisted on the table, and spread the ten fingers of his hands, slender and green, like the hands of a girl.

"I can play the piano, I have a simple love of art, and I used to say, I am a literary girl. ”

“……”

"Because of some families, I lived with my mother in another city for a long time, like many urban women, I didn't have an emotional life, and I didn't have the right person, and occasionally I had to go on a blind date with a boy who also coped with the family in order to cope with the family. ”

didn't pay much attention to the sequence of the story, Wen Zhimei said something when he thought of it, which tested the old text editing skills.

And then ...... In this city, I met him again, and he was still not at all outstanding, still not in the type I liked, and not in my heart, but much more energetic than ever......

I heard from my former classmates that after he graduated and entered the society, he started selling cars, which was the kind of sales of large box trucks, which led to a large transaction order, and he traded hundreds of trucks at one time, with a very generous commission, and bought a house in this city. ”

“……”

"Later, it was a very old-fashioned worldly story, even if I refused directly many times, it didn't make him give up, he said that I was his first love, and all these years I fought so hard to be able to stand in front of me again......

My mom really wanted me to settle down as soon as possible, and I was not too young to have the same thoughts, so I tried to accept this person who said that he loved me very much, and loved me very much. ”

“……”

"I followed him back to his hometown, a rural country...... I'm sorry, but I forgot to mention that he and I have one thing in common, his father died when he was young. ”

"He was raised by his mother, and he is also a single parent. ”

“…… In his hometown, he proposed to me, and the arrangements were very rich, and for a long time, the romance of the proposal fascinated me a little, and made me think that this was where I was going, and everything that should have happened happened naturally. ”

"What happened after that didn't give me any chance to think about it, I was pregnant, and getting married became an inevitable choice, because I was old, and I was worried that if I miscarried my first child, it would lead to ......infertility in the future."

"After I got married, I didn't enjoy the romance of being a newlywed, I was pulled back to reality, my pregnancy reaction was very bad, and I even had the idea of having an abortion at the worst......"

“……”

"It's a pity that getting along day and night has made me see the differences between him and me on some things......"

"A few months later, the child was born, and then 1 year later, the child turned one year old, when outsiders said that the child grew up really fast, I was physically and mentally exhausted, and I finally understood a sentence that I never believed before, it is some small things that defeat marriage......"

"For example, I like this, he doesn't like it, for example, he doesn't like to wash his feet, I can't accept it, for example, his mother likes to eat overnight leftovers, I don't think it's good......"

"For example, if he wants to go out on a trip by car, he must go by car, and it only takes three hours to fly, but it takes ......a day to drive."

"For example, I am not willing to accept my own failure no matter what, not even the slightest......

“……”

After listening carefully and recording it, he finally understood what the level of copyediting mentioned in the store description meant, and he needed to organize it properly when he heard this messy story, so as not to be misjudged by the roster.

Chen Lao did not express any opinions and comments, nor did he cater to Wen Zhimei.

Strangely, Wen stopped frowning.

She.

It's like talking about something that happened to someone else, and the tone is calm or quiet throughout.

There was no venting of emotion, nor did he accentuate his anger.

"I finally divorced him by mutual agreement to go to court, and under the attention of the lawyer, the judge, and relatives and friends, I tore all my faces, and in a small courtroom of a small court, I had to be hideous, in front of the lawyer, the judge, and the relatives and friends, to attack my own marriage......"

“……”

"He repeated countless times in front of judges, lawyers, relatives and friends, he was unwilling to lose this marriage, he absolutely, absolutely could not accept the failure of the marriage, and he absolutely could not accept that he would eventually lose me, just like after the first rejection, he worked hard, but also just to return his experience of this failure to the trajectory of success, in fact, if there was no firewood, rice, oil and salt, no trivial life, he succeeded. ”

“…… In the end, I succeeded, but I also failed, because my children would grow up in single-parent families, just like me......"

“……”

The teapot can hold about 750 ml of tea, and Wen Zhimei also drank this pot of tea when he finished telling his story.

After Wen stopped speaking, Chen Lao also quickly stopped the pen in his hand.

Tea bag regained its quietness, and after a long time, before Wen stopped his eyebrows and was about to speak, Chen Lao took the lead in breaking the silence, and said very politely and directly: "Ms. Wen, forgive me for taking the liberty of being a suitable listener, I may have some other ideas. ”

"I wonder if you'd like to hear some of my might be presumptuous?"

In contrast, more mature adults will express their purpose tactfully, while the old ones will not.

This clean youthful style made Wen Zhimei chuckle: "I guess, you want me to give you this story." ”

The stale nodded, not using a bunch of excuses to embellish his purpose, nor tearing a beautiful coat for his own purpose.

"Tell me about your plan?" Wen made a gesture.

"I want you to give me permission and I'll use this story for commercial purposes, but will make sure that it has a limited scope to be disseminated directly, eh...... I work part-time as the manager of an immersive and exclusive private high-end custom movie experience store. There was no hint of obsolescence, though he could have made up a nice excuse.

Wen stopped frowning and tilted his head, looking very elegant: "Do you think my story can be useful?"

"I'm not sure. The old and honest replied.

"And what price are you willing to pay?"

"If I could, I would like to take a few minutes to do an assessment where I can be sure that no one will know about the story except that I have heard it written before you agree to the authorization. ”

Wen stopped thinking for a while, met the old gaze, and nodded: "Okay." ”