019. Dong Hao's past

"Silly hair, I'm going to play the game!"

"Uh-huh! Good. ”

They all played their own games. She still cooks at home as usual, hangs copies, and keeps her computer off 24 hours a day. In her mobile phone, Dong Hao's WeChat has not rang, and he has not received the money. Whether he collects it or not, Cheng Xiaoxiao's task of making money has been completed.

Dong Hao returned to the company with a lot of perfumes, he bought a lot of perfume paper, sprayed a perfume paper for each bottle of perfume, and then wrote the brand and product name on the paper, and gave everyone in the office to smell it, and evaluate the feeling that the fragrance brought to them, and everyone must write about each product. Li Lin was already busy at this time, and while everyone was busy writing perfume reviews, Li Lin came to Dong Hao's table. lowered his head and asked him quietly, "How about shopping and eating with Xiaoxiao today?" I think your steak at noon is pretty good. ”

Dong Hao just smiled helplessly and said, "That friend of yours is really simple and cute." ”

Li Lin jokingly said in a threatening tone: "She is a kind girl, don't provoke her." ”

Dong Hao replied, "Got it! So saying, they went about their own business.

People are such a kind of psychology that does not admit defeat, if you can't get what you want, you will want more and more, and finally this desire becomes an obsession, and the obsession will seep into the blood, and flow through the blood to every cell in the body. Everyone has desires, and one of the most important things in a person's life is to cultivate their own desires, which are endless, and only by being able to control their desires can they live transparently to the greatest extent. If you have too much desire, you will eventually become a vine that entangles your body, restraining yourself, and if you don't handle it properly, it is easy for people to blind their eyes and hearts, and do things that run counter to morality.

Dong Hao used to be a person who couldn't control his desires. He is very serious and meticulous in his work, but in private he is a man who lives a profligate life. His knowledge and work experience have earned him a much higher salary than ordinary people, and the high salary brings the side effects of drunkenness, rich men have one characteristic, they all like young and beautiful girls, and Dong Hao is no exception. He lingered in the flowers for 2 years and had seven or eight girlfriends. He has a fast-paced life and a fast pace of falling in love. In this world of Vanity Fair, for him, falling in love is just two people taking what they need, hitting it off if it is suitable, and finding a home when he gets tired. He knew that the girls were here for the money, and he didn't treat them badly. LV's bag, Bulgari's jewelry, Cartier's ring, as long as they want, Dong Hao will buy them for them. None of the women around Dong Hao are shrews who are messing around. Dong Hao also once looked at his women at night and sighed how realistic this world is, they got what they wanted, and they would show off in the circle of friends, and they didn't care how Dong Hao earned this money, how many extra shifts he worked and how many nights he stayed up for these luxuries.

Until Dong Hao met a girl one day. He believed that there were really people in the world who were still sticking to love.

Dong Hao often goes to a flower shop near his house to buy flowers for girls, and the clerk of that store has always been a thin little girl, she has witnessed Dong Hao's several girlfriends, and she is a taciturn girl. I don't know what Dong Hao thought one day, and suddenly wanted to get to know this girl. Because every time Dong Hao came to buy something, she was very silent about him. It's just that he packs what he wants to buy, pays for it with one hand, and delivers it with the other. Ordinary girls want to get to know Dong Hao when they see him, not to mention that he is a frequent customer, and the general boss is very enthusiastic about regular customers, and few girls will be as silent as this clerk. She looks very ordinary, belongs to the kind that is not recognized in the sea of people, one day he went to the flower shop to order a bouquet of lilies, she asked him how to pack, he said this time you will decide, you like what you like.

She asked, "What kind of girl are you going to give it to today?" The tone was cold and there was no temperature.

He said, "Thank you for always serving me like this." ”

"Yes," she said. There was still no warmth in the words. The expression on his face is the same as that of a frozen river.

He asked her: "Why do you always look so cold to see me, I don't order flowers once or twice at your house, how about you are also enthusiastic?" It's easy for you to lose customers if you treat them like this. ”

She didn't answer. He wrapped the lily, put it in his bosom, and said, "I don't want your flowers." ”

Dong Hao was very curious about the cold woman in front of him, other women liked to receive flowers very much, could it be that she was tired of seeing flowers every day, so she didn't accept the flowers he sent?

The woman ignored him, no matter how Dong Hao pursued her, she couldn't touch her heart.

One day the woman sent him a message on WeChat: I'm leaving this city, I'm very happy to be able to meet you during this time of working in this city, you always bring all kinds of girls to our flower shop to buy flowers, but I have never seen a girl who can stay with you for a long time. You should be an amorous rich and handsome, I understand that there are many girls who like you now. But the object I want is not like you, what I want is a long-lasting love, a love that achieves and supports each other. It's not your rich and handsome fast-food love. Thank you so much for taking care of the florist during this time. I'm leaving, goodbye, and I hope you can meet that person who can support you for the rest of your life.

Dong Hao was disappointed in love this time. Late at night, he lay on the bed, thinking back to the former warbler Yanyan, and felt that the world was nothing more than that. The love things he experienced are all the same stories, none of them are different, and even the girls he has dated are carved out like a template. He suddenly realizes that he doesn't seem to have a bosom lover in his life. When there are difficulties in life, no one listens to him. The woman who accompanies him through the night is just a body, and their relationship has no soul, no love-hate entanglement like normal people, and no love.

What is missing most in his life is love. No one listens to him, no one understands him, no one loves him.