Walking out of the box, Ye Rongrong still walked to the balcony just now, looking at the lights of the traffic on the road like fireflies flying far away, flickering, making the whole city seem to be shrouded in a dream. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The height is unbearable, and Ye Rongrong can understand this sentence more and more.

With the continuous improvement of one's own status and status, the people I know, or those who know me, are no longer as casual as before.

began to be full of awe, began to be estranged, like things gathered, people were grouped, when a person's identity began to change, the relationship between the people around him also began to change.

People start to automatically draw out three, six, nine, etc., you don't alienate others, others alienate themselves from you, and they feel that they are not in the same circle as you.

There is no way to change the fact that there are a few rich and poor people who can become friends.

Even if you used to be best friends with each other, when one of them starts to get rich, it is often not he who takes the initiative to distance himself from his former friend, but the poor friend who alienates you.

Because he no longer has an equal basis for associating with you.

For example, if you have money, you like to go to high-end hotels to eat and go to high-end entertainment venues, but for the poor, a month's salary is not enough to go to high-end hotels and high-end entertainment venues.

Even if every consumption is made by the rich, the poor friend will not socialize with the rich friend more, which involves personal self-esteem.

Of course, there are a few people who have no face and no skin, and they feel that they can take advantage of it, or every time they follow rich friends in and out of such high-end places.

After a long time, that rich friend will alienate you because he thinks you have something wrong with your character.

There is a story about a man who asked God, "What is the difference between heaven and hell?" God said to him, "Come."

God took him to a hall where a group of scrawny men sat hungry and feeding themselves with long spoons. But because the handle was so long that the spoon couldn't reach their mouths, they didn't eat a bite.

God took him to another hall where a group of ruddy-faced people sat who were also feeding with the same spoons. The difference is that they are methodically bringing the spoon to the mouth of the person next to them, and they are like this: you feed me, I feed him, and finally everyone can eat the food.

That's when God said: The same food and the same utensils, some people send themselves to hell, while others go to heaven, and this is the difference between heaven and hell.

What if a person in hell and a person in heaven were together?

The people in heaven will feed each other with their own spoons, but the people in hell will only feed themselves with spoons. The result?

The result is that the people in hell are fed by the people in heaven and live a heavenly life, and the people in heaven have no one to feed them, they are hungry, and they live a hellish life.

If the people in heaven will starve to death, then the people in hell will live a period of time in heaven and then go to hell.

So when they become different types of people, people's relationships will slowly drift apart.

Ye Rongrong has this feeling more and more, sometimes, this is not something you can decide, there is an invisible force that is influencing you and the people and things around you.

The autumn night was a little cool, Ye Rongrong stood on the balcony, and the cold wind blew, allowing Ye Rongrong to come back to his senses from his melancholy.

Life is like this, if you don't advance, you will retreat, so why bother thinking about it.

Ye Rongrong shook his head and smiled.

Suddenly, a puff of green smoke floated into Ye Rongrong's nose, and between breaths, Ye Rongrong was slightly stunned, he had never smelled this smell.

This is a faint incense, if there is no smell of cigarettes, Ye Rongrong doesn't like to smoke and hates the smell of cigarettes, but this faint fragrant green smoke doesn't make Ye Rongrong hate it very much.

"Hey!"

A nice voice came from behind Ye Rongrong.

Ye Rongrong turned his head to look behind him suspiciously, the expression on his face immediately froze, he saw the person smoking at a glance, or rather, in this way, except for Ye Rongrong, there is such a beautiful woman on the balcony.

A pink and purple sodposfj short shawl coat further sets off her excellent figure, and a bright yellow velvet knee-length skirt, a pair of black high boots, and her jet-black hair has a natural undulating arc on her shoulders.

Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red pink, thin lips like rose petals delicate and delicate.

If it weren't for a lit lady's cigarette in his left hand, Ye Rongrong felt that in the middle of the night, this was an absolutely beautiful landscape.

It's a pity that Ye Rongrong doesn't have a good impression of a woman who smokes.

Perhaps in Ye Rongrong's subconscious, a woman who can smoke is not a good woman!

In the past, there were basically no women smoking in the countryside, but in recent years, even in the countryside, some women have slowly started to smoke.

These women are basically women who have nothing to do during the day and at night, and play mahjong every day, anyway, this kind of woman Ye Rongrong doesn't like.

"Hehe, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman smoking?"

Tang Mengjuan saw the man in front of her staring at the cigarette in her hand, and couldn't help but smile and say

Ordinary men stare at their chests and faces when they see themselves, but this man stares at the lady's cigarette in his hand.

This made Tang Mengjuan have a good impression of the man in front of her.

At the very least, this is not a "pig brother".

Red lips, cigarettes, temptation, loneliness, an indescribable, incomprehensible temptation spreads in the night.

However, facing the stunning wife at home every day, Ye Rongrong's resistance is super strong, so that he is not very fascinated.

"Hello!"

Ye Rongrong withdrew his gaze from the woman's hand, nodded to her and said.

"Do you want one?"

Tang Mengjuan took out a box of cigarettes from her pocket and handed it to Ye Rongrong and said.

This cigarette case looks very small, only the size of a lipstick, this is the first time Ye Rongrong has seen this kind of lady's cigarette.

After all, the women who smoke in the countryside have cheap cigarettes, which are the same as the cigarettes smoked by men.

A lot of the time, it's the cigarettes I ask for from a man.

Ladies like this, that is, you can see them in the city, and those who can smoke such good ladies cigarettes are basically wealthy women.

"Thanks, I don't have a hobby of smoking!"

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

Smoking is harmful to health, so Ye Rongrong doesn't smoke, and he doesn't want to learn to smoke.

When I was a child, I secretly smoked once, and was discovered by my father, and after being beaten violently, Ye Rongrong never touched a cigarette again!

When he saw the cigarette, Ye Rongrong would think of the scene when his father beat him.

In the past, when children were disobedient or did something wrong, everyone used to use sticks to educate children, and pursued the ancient precept of "filial piety under sticks".

Not now, now the children in the family are very precious, where to fight!

You have to have a good relationship with your child, you have to talk to your child, and you can't use violence anyway.

Otherwise, the child can sue you for child abuse, which is also a crime.

"Lao Tzu beats his son, it is justified", such an ancient precept has become feudal dross.

The beauty's eyelashes flickered, and her misty eyes looked at Ye Rongrong through the thin smoke for a while, and she didn't speak, but just put the cigarette case back.

Looking at the slender cigarette sipping slightly on her rosy lips, Ye Rongrong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Beauty, why smoke!"

Tang Mengjuan walked to the edge of the balcony, leaned against the railing, and watched the busy scene in the night with Ye Rongrong.

Even though it's eight o'clock in the evening, the roads in the city are still very busy.

After all, for city dwellers, now is the beginning of nightlife.

"You're alone?"

Ye Rongrong looked at the beautiful woman standing next to him and asked.

"Hmm. ”

After glancing at Ye Rongrong, the beauty responded, and continued to look at the scene outside.

Ye Rongrong could see that this beauty was not in a good mood.

"Feeling bad?"

Ye Rongrong looked at the beauty and asked.

"Yes. ”

Tang Mengjuan nodded and said.

"Running away from home alone?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

"You investigate me?"

Tang Mengjuan turned her head sharply and stared at Ye Rongrong and asked.

"Beauty, I don't even know you, why should I investigate you?"

Ye Rongrong didn't expect this beauty's reaction to be so big, it seems that eighty percent of them ran away from home.

How do you look at this beauty, she looks like she is twenty-six or seven, why is she still playing the game of running away from home!

And how dangerous it is for such a beautiful woman to run away from home alone!

"And how do you know I'm running away from home?"

Tang Mengjuan asked suspiciously.

After all, Tang Mengjuan was sure that she really didn't know the man in front of her.

And walking to the balcony to blow the cold breeze is his own random idea, which can rule out the possibility that this man is deliberately waiting for himself here.

"Guess. ”

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Guess?"

Tang Mengjuan looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and said.

You can guess this, it's too powerful, right?

Could it be that he is a fortune teller?

"I often watch the news, this runaway woman is basically in a bad mood and ran away from home, in turn, this lonely woman in a bad mood is likely to be a runaway person, I asked casually, I didn't expect you to really run away from home. ”

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

Ye Rongrong didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, this beauty really ran away from home.

"You're an interesting person!"

Tang Mengjuan looked at Ye Rongrong deeply and said.

"Really, this is the first time I've heard someone say I'm interesting?"

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Because the way you look at me is not the same as the way others look at me. ”

Tang Mengjuan said.

"What's the difference?"

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Other men always like to stare at me, or look at me secretly, and you just look at me and then look away, I haven't met such a man for a long time. ”

Tang Mengjuan said.

Because of her beauty, she attracts the attention of men wherever she goes, and suddenly meets a man who is not attracted by her charm, Tang Mengjuan feels quite fresh. (To be continued.) )