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In fact, a lot of things happened before Y and I got the certificate.

I took an annual leave and went to Japan for a few days. The route taken is traditional Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto, and I bought a bunch of stuff and came back. The scenery is nothing unusual, the streets are invincible and clean, and what impresses me the most is the children who are lining up outdoors to do activities, all of them look like they are only four or five years old, and the rules are particularly disciplined.

Sleeping on tatami mats at night, I asked for a room by myself, and every night I would call Y or send WeChat to report safety &mdah; I wouldn't contact L, knowing that I was on vacation, so I called one night.

Rare night calls.

The atmosphere is dense. When I talked about the east and the west when I was on the phone with Y, it was as fresh as a child, and when I got here, I became Maggie Cheung in "In the Mood for Love" who twisted her ankle with the phone line, and refused to say a word more.

"Hey, it's a long way across the ocean." I laugh.

"Then what should I do, people miss you." l Childishly coquettish.

"I've only been out for three or five days, you life-chaser."

l asked me how I felt about the trip, asked me if I had gone to Kabukicho, and talked to me for a long time about the AV actress, and finally said in a notice tone: "Before leaving, you messed up people, and I was dizzy at the afternoon meeting. ”

At noon that day, we met at the old place near Company L. Parting, unusually agitated. As he turned his back to rest, I stared at his half-exposed ass and suddenly had an idea&mdah, I snorted in my palms, rubbed my hands together, and then raised my right arm high and drew a perfect arc to jerk it down.

It's really a gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late.

"Oops!" l screamed in pain, and then remembered something, and pretended to moan: "Eh...... It's so cool...... "I was so angry that I pushed him hard, but I was wrapped tightly in my arms. "Do you want me to leave a kiss mark on your neck?" A spirit stopped me: "Not today!" He was still cautious, and when he was about to go for tidying, he taught me to wash my lower body partially: "Otherwise, when I go back, I will smell of shower gel." ”

Before I left the room after cleaning up, I gently kicked him with the tip of my shoe: "Are your legs weak?" l glanced at me, immediately curtsied his knees and pretended to fall, and hummed for a long time, making me scold him: "You slut." ”

I was still intoxicated with memories, and I said coldly and resentfully: "It's so bad that I can't pay the public grain!" "Was it that night? I was inexplicably astonished: I wondered whether I was surprised by his "show of weakness" or surprised that he would confess to it&mdah;and then shamelessly snickered&mdah;inevitable possessiveness and vanity. But I'll still have to make sure.

"Didn't you say you were fierce yourself?"

"Only in front of you."

"Isn't it, how can I have that much charm?"

"You have it."

I blushed and smiled shamelessly...... l will not lie. He wouldn't coax me at first, and there's no need for it now. His confession is still very direct, about lust, and nothing else. On the one hand, I felt sorry for his wife, and on the other hand, I was satisfied with my performance&mdah;but I was not proud of my "victory" over his wife&mdah; I was like only watching over my own emotions, and the slash-and-burn farming behind me had nothing to do with me. I am afraid that such a feeling is difficult for others to understand.

"How have you been working lately?" I looked out the window at the lights and asked in a clear mood.

"It's okay."

L's tone revealed that he didn't want to talk about work. I know he's fake modest, but lately the news has been in full swing, and their company has made a lot of money on investment decisions in multiple projects. Since he doesn't want to talk about it, let's not talk about it.

Originally, I wanted to ask about his suggestion that I leave the XX Group.

"Where are you now?"

I glanced at the painting on the wall and said, "At the foot of Mt. Fuji." ”

"Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Shopping in Tokyo."

"Huh? You're not going to Hokkaido, are you? ”

"Please! Hokkaido is far away, okay! We're not going to go on this line, and it's not the season yet. ”

"When is the good season?"

"After October, right? I can see autumn leaves and snow. ”

"Oh. Then we'll go together next time we have a chance. L said gently.

I don't quite believe he could say such a thing. For a person like L who has an obvious purpose and is direct, generally speaking, sweet words are just for the sake of cannons. Could it be that his old husband is talking about juvenile madness and wants to learn about the romantic trips of extramarital affairs in movies and television, so that he will not have regrets in this life (or this love)? I guess that's a big possibility, because I think it myself.

Anyway, you should always escape with your lover to a place where you don't know it, right?

After all, both men know that this agreement is almost a long way off. So a laugh was it.

"Then let's do it first, hang up."

"Hmm. Kiss one. ”

That night, I listened to Jiang Meiqi's "Why Aren't You by My Side, Dear", and I had a secret actor hidden in my heart.

The air here is fresh

The snacks here are special

The latte here is not like water

The night view here is very felt

At 10,000 feet in the sky

In the room with port vie

In the bargain shop

At three or four o'clock in the morning

The lyrics are really well written.

Before I came back, I brought a susouvenir to S and his colleagues in the department, and S was given a miniature model of Tokyo Tower and its surrounding landmarks (extremely exquisitely made), and a matcha chocolate and snacks bought at the airport duty-free shop for my colleagues.

Eleven was on vacation and took Y back to my house.

This time, the prospective son-in-law was respectful, went up to the hall and down to the kitchen, and won my mother's second vote.

One day when Y and my dad went out for a walk, my mom whispered to me:

"Hey, do you remember the guy who introduced you last time? Just do bridge engineering, the thirty-four-five-year-old one? ”

How could I not remember! It was to escape this nightmare blind date that I got together with L for the first time.

My mom whispered to me, "Don't you know&mdah;he later found a local little high school teacher, and he was ready to do something, but his ex-girlfriend jumped out and sued him." ”

"Ex-girlfriend? Sue him? "I'm curious.

"Let's just say that he men and women!" My mother looked disdainful, "The phone call went directly to the female teacher and said: Ah, this man is a liar, on the one hand, he has already told her that he will not break up and get married, and on the other hand, he is lying to this female teacher." ”

After listening to it for a long time, I reacted, isn't it just this man stepping on two boats, and the two women tore up. "And then?"

"Later, of course, it was yellow! The female teacher is very young and innocent, but she couldn't stand this and broke up with him immediately. I said this person, I can't ...... it" My mother began to educate others in a serious manner, and her words revealed a tone of gratification that I had escaped.

I think it's a very common thing, that's the reality. My generation understands better than my mother: a man with good conditions, in his thirties, who has no girlfriend for a long time and has never been married, is more or less suspicious. This man's mind is just to find a simple and kind elm head (preferably a blank emotional history, clean and trouble-free) to be the red flag at home, and continue the life of the colorful flags floating outside&mdah;It not only satisfies the possessiveness and vanity of the man's "his wife is a virgin", but also satisfies his fearless passion and desire to conquer when looking for flowers and willows outside&mdah;he feels that he has such capital to enjoy such a life. Ironically, the man may have looked away at the "bunting" woman he had chosen outside. A woman who asks for marriage is terrible, she can want nothing, and exclusive jealousy above all else will make her go crazy at all costs.

I've got the right to hear the story. After Y came back, the whole family ate melon seeds together and completely forgot about this episode.

If no one reported it, the female high school teacher successfully married this lewd man, and without knowing it, would she have lived a happy life? As an outsider, I don't feel sorry for her at all: she probably has a higher happiness index than I do. That's how life is.