"Let you go out with me, you just nest in your room, either draw this model, or toss that figure, are you psychologically problematic or what, I'm a big living person, so many customers outside who can give you money you don't touch, and you are all messed up with these messes on weekends!!" The curly-haired woman said angrily.

"It's ...... This is what I've wanted to buy for many years, I'm sorry, just this time, I'll work more overtime next month and buy you the bag you like, is that okay? The man pushed his glasses and whispered.

"Overtime, overtime, you know overtime all day long. Why can't you use some brains to think about how to get promoted and raised. Do you want me to follow you to suffer for a lifetime, how can you be so unmotivated, what I said is good for you, but have you listened to it? ? Are you still holding that broken thing, don't you feel ashamed, are you a child who has not been weaned! The curly-haired woman said angrily.

The more the curly-haired woman spoke, the more angry she became, especially when she saw him with his head down, clinging to the large figure but not saying a word.

This silence, and this cowardice, is more likely to provoke a person.

Suddenly, the curly-haired woman stepped forward and snatched the large figure from the man's hand.

Aloft.

Slam it!!

The large figure was shattered even though it was protected by plastic, and the body splattered through the torn packaging, and the broken parts were scattered all over the ground!

The curly-haired woman was not relieved, and stepped heavily on some places that were not yet complete, so that this large figure completely turned into plastic foam.

The man hurriedly picked it up, but the figure was shattered, and it was useless to put it together.

"You still go pick it up, you're sick!!" The curly-haired woman was already trembling with anger.

The man didn't pay any attention to his girlfriend, as if his most precious collection had been shattered, and even the wreckage had to be recovered without falling.

The woman couldn't stand it anymore, turned around angrily, and got on the subway by herself.

The man was still picking up, piecing together the pieces of the figure, even though it was the last train.

Finally, at the moment when the woman's figure quickly passed through the tunnel, the man raised his head and glanced at his girlfriend who was quickly moving away......

Under the thick lenses, those eyes were full of blankness and despair.

"Master, does this have anything to do with freedom?" The concubine asked.

"Can having your own time be called freedom?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"Well, it seems like it works."

"Is it freedom to have your own hobbies and to immerse yourself in them without interruptions outside of work?" Zhu Mingtong then asked.

"Of course."

"Is it freedom to use the money you earn to buy things that you have loved for many years?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"This ...... It should be counted as well. ”

"In love, you have your own time, you don't need to care about each other's feelings, you don't need to be disturbed by each other's emotions, and even get each other's support, whether you are watching movies, playing games, playing figures, playing football, playing chess...... Is it freedom, even if it's a quirky habit that can find pleasure in itself? Zhu Mingtong continued to ask.

The concubine and the little fairy couldn't react to these questions, but she still nodded involuntarily.

What is the freedom of the present generation?

Naturally, in love, in the heavy family burden, you can still have your own time and space.

Boys have their own hobbies, and even if girls have a baby, they should have time to go shopping, shop, and chat with their girlfriends......

It's not because two people are united that they completely lose these freedoms that originally belonged to them.

There is no freedom, either numbness or bickering.

"So, do you think Zhou Shaojun is free?" Zhu Mingtong asked the concubine seriously.

"It's free in terms of time, it's in terms of what he does...... It's as if he's never done anything of his own, and he's all in the service of this feeling, like a gear that doesn't get tired, spinning their love music box. The concubine said.

"The so-called soul mate, although it is the dream of many people, is destined to sacrifice many freedoms that should belong to them." Zhu Mingtong said.

"What if he never gets tired of it?" The concubine asked.

"Whether he enjoys it or not is not up to me. A man who has been cut off his wings by a woman with a strong desire for control can last for a long time, that is also a personal choice, in short, I already have the answer, and I know the huge problems they have. Sure enough, the mandarin duck stick never tricked me. Zhu Mingtong was obviously much more cheerful at this time.

Feelings are quite complicated, and it is definitely not easy to find the essence of the problems between the two without using strong means and reducing the use of immortal arts.

Zhu Mingtong feels that he is more like a love quality inspector, shouldn't he happily break up these dog men and women!

The show of affection and vigorous marriage proposal on the square was envied by countless people, and it caused great discomfort to the majority of single dogs.

In the end, who knows his soul and is imprisoned in a cage.

……

"Master, how are we going to break them up?" The concubine heard Zhu Mingtong say so much, but she was still confused.

"Tonight, you give him a relatively long dream, this dream can finally let him look back on the past, what he is obsessed with, what he loves, and what he is crazy about......" Zhu Mingtong said calmly.

"Huh? Is it as simple as that. The concubine asked seriously.

"Well, it's as simple as that. If he can't wake up his original self, it means that he is willing to be a bird in that cage, and there is no need for us to break up this marriage. Zhu Mingtong said.

"Okay, Xihu."

……

……

The wedding is getting closer, and it's time for the festivities.

Lu Xuxu is making adjustments to the final wedding dress, she doesn't want to have any omissions on this important day, let alone the slightest imperfection.

"Ding-dong."

WeChat sounded, and Lu Xuxu didn't even rush to look, but looked at himself in the mirror and smiled slightly.

After a while, she gracefully swiped it with her finger to unlock it.

"I may not be ready, I'm sorry. - Zhou Shaojun"

Lu Xuxu frowned, but his mood did not fluctuate much, and he just replied briefly.

"I like that everything is going according to plan, this year is the right time to get married, this season is also good for getting married, and I have reached the ideal age for a wedding. On that day, I will be the bride. - Lu Xuxu"

In other words, any bride-to-be who sees such news a few days before the wedding must be furious.

Lu Xuxu didn't, she just replied like this, and then continued to fiddle with the wedding dress.

……