Chapter 17, Isn't She a Virgin, Do You Want a Woman (Part II)

Under the last reward, the real cute man attached a long comment

"What qualifications and positions do you men have to say this kind of thing, what is it that I loved someone else back then is a sin, why do I need to refuse all the love that may give me happiness for a man I don't know before marriage......"

"I'll tell you, I got married three years ago and had a very close boyfriend before...... But after countless years of hardship and sorrow, I have found a person who can be willingly entrusted with my life, a man who makes me willing to be buried by firewood, rice, oil and salt."

"Dare to ask everyone above, do many women like us all over the world deserve to die, and they all deserve to die?"

With a bit of hysterical brutality

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However, it was heartbroken.

The noise was silent for a moment, and looked down.

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To be honest, I regret more than my husband that my first time was not given to him,

I think I'm the person in the world who regrets this the most......

But I have to tell everyone that I'm not wrong...... Not even the slightest bit of fault.

Because I have never lost, no pain, no goodbye, I will not understand what cherishing, what is tolerance, what is love.

I'm not going to be the one who is worthy of him right now...... So I'm grateful for the good and bad times and experiences in the past.

"Also, I'm really going to die, and last month I was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer...... I don't know if I'll ever read the same story with you in the afterlife... Ha ha... My stupid guy only gives me a little bit of time to surf the internet every day...... I'm going to ......."

The book review area, which would have refreshed a few replies every minute, was silent for a long time, which was the remembrance of the life that was about to disappear, and the respect for the little woman who faced death and said goodbye with a smile because of love......

Everything is sad and warm......

However, at this moment, the guy with the ID of Handsome jumped out and replied under that post that no one replied to

"Hehe, I just want to say hehe, you have been taught by other men to be tolerant, cherish and love? Isn't it aside, they have also personally adjusted various positions in your bed, and tried countless times for your husband...... Hahaha, your husband is really blessed to pick up a finished product for nothing, but unfortunately it's about to be scrapped......"

No one spoke, no, not even a word of scolding him

At this moment, all the people who saw this place just felt confused, as a human being, they were very confused, how could there be such a harsh person in life and death...... How could it be, there would not be such a talent......

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And then it's almost mysterious.,No one discussed this issue anymore.,And under the reply of Junlang's ID,There was no comment...... It seems that everything ends in something called humanity.

At this moment, the anomaly suddenly rose, and there was a new reply under that reply

Sun and Moon replied to Junlang in the sky: I'm fucking your mother

Four words, concise to the extreme, not even a punctuation mark, but the red author's logo, bright and dazzling......

After that, ten, one hundred...... Perhaps more, impolite, irrational, or even wrong......

But it's just a neat and uniform hundred

"Fuck your mother"

The same simplicity and neatness, the same kind of intolerable anger......

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Su Hu and Zhuang Xiaopang shared the apartment.

Zhuang Xiaopang was wearing a very stupid crayon Xiaoxin pajamas, scribbling the mouse, browsing the screen, crying and laughing, he was really a stupid child......

She already had an ordinary face, but because she was crying, she wiped her face with her pajamas, which was really ridiculous. While not forgetting to stare fiercely at Su Hu, who was wearing a bathrobe and blowing his hair cleanly.

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Su Hu handed over a soaked towel, picked up the cup and walked to the water dispenser to get the water, and said softly to the Zhuang makeup girl

"Every man wants to meet her at the most high-spirited age, the most elegant and innocent, and then be affectionate and affectionate...... And then advertise it as love, thinking that his love is rare and rare, and he is touched by a mess......"

"However, if the so-called love is only these sweetness, then looking at the men in the world, which one cannot be a peerless good husband, and which one is not willing to be a good husband......"

"In other words, when people are in danger, women look at men about the same, patient, tolerant, willing to suffer countless hardships and pains for you, willing to accept the worst and down-and-out you, with warm expectations and patience, accompany you to become better...... There will definitely be a person like that, passing through the world, coming to you......"

"Oh, so, little makeup, don't cry, don't cry......" Miss Su smiled and handed the water to her best friend.

Zhuang Pang glared at Su Hu: "Then Su Su, you are such a good girl, you are still as white as snow, where can you see if a man will be that kind of person?" ”

Su Hu covered his mouth and smiled: "That's it, that's it, people are too perfect to always have this kind of distress......"

Zhuang made up all kinds of white eyes, fiddling with the mouse to open the single chapter related to the work, and read it in a deadly exaggerated tone

"The day before yesterday, I confessed to the girl I had a crush on and missed, but I was politely refused...... Just thank her for her mercy ......"

"Hey, Susu, my Susu is still merciful, it's perfect, it's perfect, it's perfect......"

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Author PS1: Please believe that no matter how much a woman is addicted to drunkenness and flashiness, she also hopes that a man will promise her a future with a warm smile......

And the person who suffers the most in the world for not leaving the best of herself to him is always herself. Reality hurts enough for her.

All men are asked to show mercy to the girl and not to put salt water on her wounds.

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Author PS2: I think the most important thing about online writing is never the so-called layout, connotation, writing, and plot. It's about guiding everyone who reads the story.

There is an old man in a story who has never run a red light once in his life, even if there is no car in the early morning, and others ask him why.

The old man said, "I don't know which child is looking at me behind the window......

This is the ethics and responsibility of the storyteller, because you don't know any child who is reading your story at night and refuses to sleep.

Please be less violent and yellow, this is what should be done, and it will not change because of the general environment...... In other words, it is the practices and things of all our writers that constitute the general environment of online articles.

I hope that one day, I will be able to stand on the high ground of this circle and say these words again.

And now I still have to whisper: please teach the reader love, kindness, compassion, hard work and positivity.