readx; I don't want to, I don't want to grow up, and when I grow up, I think I have more burdens and troubles. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info my age, youthful and energetic. The second hammer is a pillar of optimus every day, the two eyes are shining, the three meals are not good, there are a lot of them everywhere, there are five beautiful women, six gods have no owner, seven do not eat, eight precepts are physiognomy, nine are like this, very hurt. At that time, I felt that it was so difficult to chase girls, not only to have time, but also to have money. I'm also a bit emotionally clean, and I'm not sensitive to girls who mingle in entertainment venues. If you think about those princesses, those models, you chase them, become girlfriends, I don't know how many drivers you are, and most of the models in nightclubs and bars have boyfriends at the time, this is a very subtle phenomenon, people who have been to nightclubs and bars know what the job of these models is, not only to accompany the guests to drink, chat and sing, but also occasionally do a part-time "takeaway", as long as your money is in place, then you can "naked" transactions. As far as I know, the market generally starts at 1,006, and you can't be slaughtered by others as big sheep! The princesses are slightly cleaner than the models, but I've seen several princesses turn to models in the six months I've been working. So when I was in Mingyue, I often rubbed oil, but I really didn't find a girlfriend, and I was talking to my classmates at the time. It's funny to say, I didn't have a mobile phone at that time, and the two of them relied on Hongyan to pass on books for three months, she was in the repeat class, and after I left my hometown, I didn't even have contact with my parents, let alone her. She mailed the letter to my house, my parents were illiterate, and my sister's gossip party opened the letter and read it in front of my mother. Actually, my parents also knew that I was in a relationship when I was in my third year of high school. I'm not a black mother, the first time she said that falling in love was about chattering love. At that time, I was directly blinded to the whole circle, what is the nag love? Now think about how literate my mother is, a master with life experience: isn't falling in love just talking about love! Chatting with your partner every day, and occasionally doing a ....... This is the measure of your success in a relationship! Later, because she was busy with her studies, the two often quarreled over who didn't write to whom. Her name is Zhao Xiaoxiao, and she lives in my aunt's village. Four years later, when I was single, my aunt also went to her house to propose, but at that time she was about to graduate from college, not to mention whether she talked about love during college, when I was in the social environment in the countryside, I had opened up a gap with her, and I was not worthy of her. When my aunt went to his house to propose, she was sternly rejected by her parents. I went back to my hometown and looked for her twice, the first time we played crazy in northern Henan City for three days, she skipped class, and I didn't go back. The two of us visited all the big and small scenic spots in northern Henan, and we also ate a lot of things along the way. Every day when I go back to the hotel, I carry a big bag of snacks back to my room. Later, when I went back to the magic capital, her roommate swept away those snacks and ate a round belly! The second time I looked for her was when I came home in ten days, it was the second day after I sent my father back to the village, I went back to the city to find Xiaoxiao, I already felt her coldness towards me, and we met and had a meal. They didn't say anything to each other, and they didn't say goodbye before leaving. That day was the most fierce day when I went back to my hometown to drink, and I went crazy with alcohol, my mother said: Lying on the bed, while vomiting, while still screaming, the whole one or two goods. Looking at my pitiful appearance, my mother scolded me while cleaning up the drunken mess for me: Isn't it a thing that doesn't fight for anger, isn't it just that you can't talk about it? Shame on you...... Mother: You don't understand, your son and I are called infatuation......

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