Since reward and love are not available, they pretend that they are not needed.

Lan Xinyan was silent for a few months, and then relapsed into his old ways, often not returning home at night. Yuan Qiuhua never asked, man, he hasn't tasted it, he can still be self-controlled, once he knows the taste, he is addicted, he can't quit, he is strong and strong, and it is normal to have needs, if he holds it for a long time, he will hold back the problem, but the problem is that she doesn't make his trash can, nor is it his spittoon. As always, she buys groceries, cooks, does laundry and cleaning, and takes care of his food, clothing, and daily life.

In order to save money, or to pursue physical and mental freedom, a kind of co-housing relationship is popular in the city, voluntarily giving up the free group dormitory, and moving out of same-sex or opposite-sex co-housing. In particular, there are those who share a house with the opposite sex, some who maintain pure friendship, some who live together in love, and some who form temporary couples. On the surface, there is no difference from ordinary couples, there are no economic disputes, no family entanglements, no emotional entanglements, the two do not quarrel or fight, and they seem more harmonious and friendly.

Eating together, not living in a room, only talking about work, not talking about feelings, it seems to be purer than sharing a house, the relationship is shallots mixed with tofu - clear, pure and pure. In his spare time, Yuan Qiuhua reads, writes, and occasionally participates in gatherings of literary friends and poets.

But Lan Xinyan doesn't see it that way, if I guess correctly, if she doesn't leave, she is reluctant to leave me.

But Yuan Qiuhua didn't think much about it. He was too young to take care of so much, and he couldn't bear to walk away resolutely, wanting to wait for him to find someone who could take care of him, and it would never be too late to leave. Because she is alone in a foreign land as a stranger, she has tasted the grief of loneliness, and also understands the sorrow of loneliness in the soul, tolerance and help are not debts and exchanges, but understand the difficulties of the world, those cynicism, insults and ridicule, misunderstandings and wrongs, the humiliation of being bullied all the time, I don't want him to taste more, eat more, those detours, mistakes, stumbles, bumps, I don't want him to repeat, because she has experienced harm, she doesn't want him to go through it, let alone hurt him, that's all. Because she understands the taste of pain and the torment of her soul when she struggles alone in the boundless darkness, she can empathize with the plight of others, have compassion, and be willing to take more hands and do more. But she only took into account that he needed to be taken care of, and she didn't recognize that the so-called care, hiring a nanny, the problem would be solved, and there was no need to do it herself.

The best way to forget a person is not to meet, not to contact, not to disturb, only to miss. With my heart and emotion, I know that this life is impossible, but at a glance for ten thousand years, it will never be forgotten, and it can only be buried in the bottom of my heart, becoming a secret that cannot be told and a scar that cannot be touched. If you know, I'll be at ease. I understand you as I am, so you can rest assured.

Yuan Qiuhua's pity fermented in Lan Xinyan's heart, and indescribable emotions were derived. On Valentine's Day, he ordered roses and asked the flower shop to deliver them to her, with a movie ticket and a confession card in the flowers: Ninety-nine roses are given to you, representing my long-term love for you, and also representing the long-term love between us.

Lan Xinyan looked at her and received the flower, at that moment, her expression was happy, her pupils were shining, and her eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile. Later, she was as happy as a child, her eyes were shining, and she circled around the office with flowers in her arms, holding her head high, holding her chest high, tiptoeing, raising her arms, and dancing the swan dance.

But when Lan Xinyan took chocolate and popcorn, he appeared in front of Yuan Qiuhua. She was stunned all of a sudden, and her eyes immediately changed from bright to dull, and her expression changed from excitement to depression. She lowered her eyelids and didn't look at him. Her cheeks are bulging for a while, deflated for a while, alternating left and right.

Lan Xinyan knew that she was making a decision, he was in a state of panic, thousands of horses were galloping in his head, and every hooves of the horse trampled a nerve cell, making him stupid to a new height, staying to a natural cuteness, stupid to a new realm, and feeling ashamed. He thinks he is a person who understands people's hearts very well, especially women's hearts, but he has repeatedly hit a wall in front of Yuan Qiuhua. He is unwilling, the more he can't get it, the more he wants to get it, and the more he can't conquer it, the more he wants to conquer it.

As desperate as there is, as enthusiastic as there is. One is enthusiastic, the other is cold-faced and forbearing, and both parties are hurt.

After a while, Yuan Qiuhua sighed and muttered, "How could it be?" See for yourself.

Lan Xinyan called a woman: I invite you to watch a movie? Do you come? Don't wait, don't come to pull down, what's the matter, uncle doesn't wait!

Yuan Qiuhua stuffed the flowers into his arms, turned around and ran.

Lan Xinyan said angrily: The dog sits in a sedan chair - I don't know how to lift!

Yuan Qiuhua hid in the corner and peeked. Ten minutes later, a woman with heavy makeup, a super short leather jacket, and a leather skirt came down from the taxi. She took Xinyan's arm and entered the cinema.

Shake your hands and go home. Yuan Qiuhua walked on the pedestrian street, the crowd was rubbing one after another, still bustling and noisy, and there was an indescribable loneliness. She automatically distanced herself from Ronghua, lived in isolation, devoted herself to learning, and always insisted on eating and drinking, never envying others for eating, drinking, and having a delicious life. Reading and writing, in the concept of most people at the bottom, is not only boring and boring, but also makes nerves, is an idealist, a perfectionist, and does affect normal life, harmful and useless. In a small number of high-quality people, reading is an essential habit, and writing is a way to communicate with the heart. Innate sensitivity and self-awareness, understanding and compassion are the bridges that carry the heart and mind. All the skills in the world, all including spiritual sustenance, when reaching the peak, are the same, all different paths to the same end, all the same law, directly pointing to the world and the heart, that is, the placement of the soul, Fushun, belonging. The comparable level of work, as well as the level of life, the heroes know the heroes, and cherish each other, not only appreciate and move, but also unite and help each other. Things gather in kind, people in groups, perseverance, great love, support each other to move forward, cooperate and assist, and hold together warmly, forming circles and levels. It is precisely the invention and creation of a few people, scientific and technological achievements, that change the lives of most people. She has very low requirements for life, as long as the basic material conditions can satisfy her spiritual freedom, she is already happy. Don't want material comforts, although it may not be right, and she has never excelled, but she has her strong principles, and when justice and dignity are trampled on, no one wants to insult her.

On the cross streets, the rainbow lights flicker, and the stars in the sky shine brightly, reflecting each other, and the sky is more vast and charming. In the vast world, everyone has their own role, location, and destination. Yuan Qiuhua treats people politely, and does not cause trouble to others, that is, he always adheres to the principle of defending others, as long as he does not harm others or hinder others, what lifestyle a person chooses, and how to behave and do things, it is the freedom of TA (that is, me). You have the freedom to fall and sink, and I also have the freedom to follow the crowd without cutting my feet. This pair, with no emotional requirements, one for wealth, one for color, is purely a transaction, no emotional entanglement, no spiritual baggage, and no moral concerns, more like animals, but not like people. People who are coerced by greedy desires are actually the loneliest and most anxious, but under the cover of trading, these weakness, restlessness, sorrow, coldness, desolation, and confusion are not to be said, not to be said, so they buy drunk, drunk and dream of death, in the final analysis, they are just ordinary people!

People's hearts are not ancient, and they are extremely scary when they think about it. In the arena of material interests, everyone is good at lying, calculating with each other, and even betraying each other, and it has become commonplace, and there is only immediate interests, without any reverence, just like the appearance of the Yaksha, Zhong Kui's appearance, and his peace of mind, without any mental burden. Evil has countless means to conceal and deceive, but good often has a blue nose and swollen face, a broken head and a bleeding head, and his life hangs by a thread. Everyone only enjoys a moment of glory, flies camp dogs, climb high and step low, rise and fall in the torrent of desire, move and fall, but ignore the leaves and return to the roots, all have a shrewd face, but there is no real wisdom, blindly live, blindly die, is the real duckweed sea, desolate and boundless.

The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative. Cunning calculation, in fact, is a mental illness that suffers from severe anxiety. In fact, people who are all in life, are accustomed to calculating everything and wanting more, so they calculate, compare, be suspicious, jealous, and often unbalanced and dissatisfied in their hearts, which will lead to strong dissatisfaction and resentment. In fact, excessively utilitarian and snobbish words and deeds will only bring disasters and troubles, so they worry everywhere and take precautions in everything. If a person is so complex and changeable, and has too many calculations buried in his heart, he is accumulating sorrows. How can a person in distress have a good life if he is not at peace? Others tolerate it, but they are just greedy for a little cheap, and big cooperation will not take care of it. Greed and calculation, bad hearts, and unrighteous people are equivalent to cutting off their own way of retreat, committing their own iniquities, and they will kill themselves, and it is useless to be rich and rich. In other words, although shrewd and calculating, it is unfortunate, even sickly, short-lived. However, from a humanitarian point of view, it is difficult to measure whether an individual is "bad and immoral" due to instinctive desires, moral indium, strict order, and floating souls and aesthetics.

If you're a moralist, almost everyone will anger you, if you're old-fashioned, they'll make you have nothing to love, and if you want to find the meaning of life, you'll get nothing. The more beautiful things are, the more fragile they are, Yuan Qiuhua couldn't help but burst into tears, and his heart unconsciously became collaborative. Since there will eventually be death, it is better to face it and accept it. Only in this way must there be dreams, love, poetry, beauty, free will, and a rich and vivid life. The enlightenment of Buddhism - self-liberation, self-help, and self-consciousness is to get rid of "mediocrity" and call for "authenticity", which is the moment when the mind shines, the moment when the spirit is the fullest, and the moment when the material is the most useless. Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, from now on calm, calm, confident, elegant, not afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death!

A little boy stopped Yuan Qiuhua: Beautiful sister, why are you crying? Is it because no one loves you and sends you flowers?

Yuan Qiuhua tilted his head in contemplation: Clever ghost, yes!

The little boy raised his right hand, which was behind him, to the front: the sesame opened the door, and the flowers came out. Oh, flowers for the angels, beautiful sister, we all love you!

Yuan Qiuhua bent down and took the flowers with both hands.

The little boy bowed respectfully, blinked, and ran away.

Yuan Qiuhua held a bouquet of flowers in one hand and flipped through the message card with the other. Lilies are sandwiched by cards: naughty ghosts, cleverness is a talent, and kindness is a choice. Qinglong supports you! Don't forget me and hold the card: Pig head, wait for me, the white tiger cooperates with you, can I accompany you to play crazy? Carnation holds the card: Little girl, I'm afraid, we are secretly protecting you. Xuanwu bless you!

When Lan Xinyan appeared downstairs, it was already the third watch, and the weather had changed sharply, with clouds and hazy moonlight. He was walking down the street drunk, when a whirlwind rose from the ground, and a dark shadow pounced on him, startled, and shivered. He was in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the black shadow was actually Yuan Qiuhua, still charming and light, staring at him with resentful eyes.

Yuan Qiuhua joked and joked, and asked: Is there one who falls in love with you and disfigures you and keeps festivals for you?

Lan Xinyan was already sore in his waist and legs, plus he was dizzy, and waved his hand: Don't ask me, I don't know.

He looked at Yuan Qiuhua with interest. Thinking of Yuan Qiuhua standing in the wind and waiting until the night was quiet, all thoughtful and concerned, he was refreshed again, and put one hand around his neck: Ming people don't say dark words, I like you, I want to kiss you, I want to sleep with you even more.

Yuan Qiuhua shrank back, lowered his head, blocked his hand with both hands, raised his knee to his foot, and struggled desperately.

Lan Xinyan bent his head and made a gesture to kiss his mouth: stir up the wind and waves. You little goblin, how did you figure it out?

Yuan Qiuhua lifted his foot, stomped on his instep with the thin heel of his high heels, and pushed him away: Please be respectful! Guess you are drunk and lying on the street, I will clean it up.

Lan Xinyan was unwilling, and shouted: Let you down, even disgusted, why do you care if I live or die?

Yuan Qiuhua said: A good man does things, one person is in charge, Brother Lan, why bother with such self-abuse? Even if you are on the street, who can hold me responsible? It is indeed very embarrassing, and one word is "shame".

Lan Xinyan laughed: Invincible! Hey, helpless! Hey, there's no way to take you!

Yuan Qiuhua's seemingly convincing joke is actually her humble and respectful attitude. What Lan Xinyan knew, maybe it was just what she wanted him to see. What she didn't want him to know, he couldn't see.

Lan Xinyan appreciates Yuan Qiuhua. She can really be described as a versatile witch, multi-faceted girl, can wear a white dress, long hair fluttering, soft-spoken, smiling like a chrysanthemum, demeanor, holding her chin and quietly looking out of the window, like a bottle of flavorful aged wine, soft and weak to make people intoxicated, demure, gentle, elegant, this permeated with introverted and unassuming traditional virtues, pure and sincere emotional charm, as if people are in a quiet deep mountain lake, so that Lan Xinyan feels warm and comfortable.

She can also wear a professional suit, with light makeup, strict killing, shrewd and capable, at the negotiation table, unexpected ghost ideas, like stormy waves, shocking to the soul, do not let the eyebrows, you can also drive an off-the-shoulder tunic waist and hip skirt, enchanting and charming, energetic, like a fish swimming shallowly, pleasing to the eye, enthusiastic and unrestrained, naughty and mischievous, it is like a cold drink in summer, and there is a whole body comfort after drinking.

How could such a strange woman not make him fascinated by both the appearance of a lady and a fairy? As for the family background, economic conditions, and family status, it doesn't matter. Her talent, intelligence, hard work, won his respect and trust, like high-quality potential stocks, over time, will be a blockbuster, bull market skyrocketing!

At the same time, he also understands that once Qingyun rises, will she still look at herself?

The economic foundation determines the status of the family, a man is married to a woman, a man is married to a woman, a man is married to a woman, and a woman is married to a man. A first-class woman is not in bad condition, but because the condition is too good, which discourages men. What's more, women with good conditions are also unwilling to marry, unwilling to find a man who is not as good as themselves, and hastily dismiss their lives.

There is a saying in the market that it is better to marry a working girl than a money worshipper or a strong woman. As for the reason, working girls will treat men as men, as husbands, as hero worship, with dignity, status, and face. In front of a strong woman, a man has no sense of superiority at all, surpasses a man everywhere, and is stronger than a man in everything, so how can a man straighten his waist in front of her? The vast majority of men are willing to marry a wife, just because she is gentle and well-behaved, obedient and obedient, needs protection, and relies on herself.

But he was willing to be an escalator, always by her side, silently caring for her, and not letting her be bullied and wronged.