Dongfang Yu could only be speechless, he didn't know how to explain it, and how to grasp the so-called proportion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Suyuan's "proportion" can really be said to talk about the essence of things and the key to human nature, which makes people not recall. Yes, the biological world, the world of nature, everything that has no sense of proportion, is nature. Proportionality is only a product of the progress of human civilization, and it is an artificially defined mandatory code of conduct, which, like national borders, can be followed or crossed. There is no doubt that everyone has the urge to go beyond it.

The moment Dongfang Yu turned around, Su Yuan's tall crisp legs lingered in his mind, and the invisible darkness that the trousers stuck into, there was endless temptation, he fell into a psychological dilemma, and in the embarrassment and reluctance, in a trance. Lewdness, pity, the poor and shameful ** that men are confined to women, lingering, brushing it again, and thus falling into a deeply tangled state of mind. Alas, flowers are always beautiful, but they can't be picked all. Thinking back to himself and this girl, no, he is convinced that strictly speaking, it should be a woman's bits and pieces over the years, and there has been too much helplessness, to put it mildly, he wants to pick it too much, but he is stinging. It was only a very glamorous and decent process between them, but he was convinced that she had a deeper life, and he couldn't bear to capture her real life, and he didn't want to see or admit such a reality that was almost cruel to him. Persuade you not to pick, this flower is the most lovesick.

He staggered back into his office, sat back in his beautiful rattan chair, put his hands back on the polished armrests on either side of the chair, and looked around at everything in front of him, as if nothing had changed. It was as if he had been doing this all along, and he didn't move, he didn't go anywhere, just now, in fact, it was blank. Indeed, nothing has changed, and everything is the same before it is the same. If there is no change, then this change is only a change in his mood. His eyes continued to be in a trance, originally trying to figure out the meaning of what Su Yuan said, to release his emotions, but he was messed up by this carrier. No matter what, no matter what, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, since everything has not changed, what has changed is the mood, then, see the good and take it. Even if he knows that everything has really changed in Su Yuan, he is still Su Yuan after all.

He must admit that the current Suyuan is not the Suyuan of the past, her body, her mind, and everything about her have long changed. She's changing all the time. To be honest, he hated the tangles and entanglements. Because, he has no time, no intention, no right to interfere with and control any changes in her, who is she, and she doesn't need to abide by anything for him. No one can restrict the freedom of life of others, the right of others to pursue happiness in life. But for some reason, he just didn't want to see any change in her, any change that didn't happen because of him. Because of this, he doubted her thoughts about herself, suspected her ambiguous relationship with Chen Chun, suspected that she had an innocent relationship with Lao Wangtou, and even suspected other people. He had to suspect that there was something wrong with him, that he had a sick mentality, and that he needed to see a doctor. He flipped through the folders on the desk, and, instinctively, grabbed the platinum pen at hand, as if to scratch something on it, but didn't know how to do it. What could he write down, the receiver had just sorted it out and put it on the table, and he hadn't had time to read it yet. Staring at the dense lead words, not a word entered his mind. He flipped the pen in his hand, as if to scrutinize it, but in fact, nothing entered his eyes. This platinum fountain pen, said to have some years of background, you may still have the impression, introduced earlier, or he was from the time he taught, Shihui gave him when he graduated from junior high school, and he has been using it to this day. This fountain pen has long since become a kind of mark for him, a feature. Few people now use platinum pens anymore, and even ink is nowhere to be found, but he has always stayed with him.

He, the pen in his hand, and the folder, were like sculptures, and he finally dropped the platinum pen, which he did think was redundant. turned back to Su Yuan. He had to keep sorting through this thought, or he wouldn't be able to do anything. He felt his breath suffocating, and now, this woman obviously no longer took herself in her eyes, and completely presented a true nature in front of him, which was the sadness of being the boss of this woman. He understood her thoughts, she should have estimated that she had no hope in him, knowing that she was far from being the opponent of Shi Hui, and completely relaxed after withdrawing her whole body. He didn't know how this woman positioned him and Shihui in her heart, whether she was blaming him or blaming Shihui, and who she regarded as the real enemy.

"Yo, I'm contemplating, I'm worrying about the country and the people, thinking about national events, what a moving picture of reality." Suddenly, there was a crisp female voice.

Dongfang Yu was taken aback, and suddenly looked up and saw that it was Su Yuan.

"Yo, what are you looking at this beautiful fountain pen? Tell me about the origin of this fountain pen, and let me share this happiness. Su Yuan giggled, heartless, not at all the disdain just now, however, she didn't mean to let Dongfang Yu answer, and continued, "What about idleness, are you still thinking about your favorite little sister?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Dongfang Yu returned to his usual seriousness. He needed to adjust his thoughts.

"Just think about it, why are you still hiding it."

"Where are you talking about, it's just a bull's head and a horse's mouth." Dongfang Yu couldn't connect with her train of thought for a while, and he was tired of coping.

"Who said, these days, horses and donkeys needless to say, even people and pigs, and dogs can have pupils, why can't the cow's head be on the horse's mouth, what, isn't there still the spirit of cows and horses, isn't this integrated together!"

"Ha, it's really yours, it's called 'Ryoma Spirit' or 'Ox and Horse Spirit', you can also mix this together. No learning, no skills. Dongfang Yu didn't know where to get the spirit, he didn't take Su Yuan's feelings into account at all, and directly exposed it.

"It's not all the same thing, who is rare to play this kind of word game with me, in short, that's what it means." Su Yuan did not have the slightest shame.

"What does this mean, that mean, as far as you mean by such a mess, I advise you, when you are usually in the office, learn more things, it will be good for you." Dongfang Yu continued to insist.

"Who do you think of me, when you are," Su Yuan restrained her hippie smile, "You have a future, you have a future, what about me, keep it in that small piece of place where birds don't all day long, what's the use of learning this and that." ”

"Eh, don't talk about these useless things, what's the matter, you came to me, what's wrong?" Dongfang Yu can stop.