A prequel to love
The consolation of the good buddies is still in my ears: men are lower body animals, you let him talk to you for four years of spiritual love and internal injuries, why does he protect your love?
Innocent, like me, I'm too naΓ―ve, introverted and shy, I actually think that it's a bad person to be that kind of fact before I get married, and I can self-regulate myself if I'm resentful, why can't he bear it? Does he love my body or my person?
Later, he was seduced many times by the handsome and rich second generation of gold, and he was happy. He asked me to be his woman and showed me the joy of fish and water, and I still don't want to extricate myself.
It turns out that that kind of thing is a kind of emotional sublimation for love, when you meet the person in your life, you are willing to lean into it and pay for it until you die. Compared with the pure love of two little guesses, men prefer the passion of physical and mental intercourse.
It was the summer of 2010, and like every song ended, the love between me and Zeng finally came to an end.
Heartbreaking and frustrated, I cried for a few days in a rented room, and one day I woke up to find my eyes swollen like walnuts, which was particularly scary.
My roommate took leave at home that day, so let's call her Xiaohong.
As soon as she found out about my bear-like appearance, she screamed at me, calling me a man to toss and be so worthless, and said very righteously that she would take me somewhere to relax.
I sat with a dry heart for too long, and I also wanted to go out to breathe, so I agreed without much thought.
I put on a T-shirt and jeans casually when I went out, and I always dress casually like this when I don't go to work.
As a result, Xiaohong made a fuss again: "Why are you still dressed up like a little kid when you're so old." β
Without saying a word, I went back to the room and pulled out a tight hip-hugging skirt and a slim white shirt, and insisted that I change into them. I was all wilted and deflated at that time, and I was in no mood to care about her surprise, and it was all up to her to show me inside and out.
Little Red Breasts is not big, and her slim shirt is a little tight on me. Looking at me in the mirror, Xiaohong praised me, don't look at me as thin and small, it's very tempting to dress up. I have big eyes, a pointed chin and a small face, fair skin, and a white shirt that sets off my standard breasts.
I know in my heart that big eyes and big breasts are the only capital. With a faint smile, how could she care absentmindedly about the word "temptation" in her mouth.
The place she took me to was a five-star hotel on Huanshi West Road.
Sitting in the palatial lobby lounge chair, I wondered what she was going to do. She said wait for someone, and asked her who she was waiting for, and she pursed her lips.
It didn't take long for her to get up suddenly, and she moved forward with small steps.
That day, she was wearing a camel-colored slim dress, because of her large hips, she was lined with a willow waist and was dynamic and light. I saw her walk to the opposite side and softly said to the man on the single sofa: "Hello sir, my phone is out of battery and I forgot to bring the charger, can you borrow yours." β
I noticed that the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hairstyle and tie were not messy, his physique seemed to be very strong, and his narrow eyes were not angry and arrogant, and he was very aura.
He raised his head slightly, glanced at Xiaohong, and said with a smile: "Okay." Take it. β
Xiaohong said "thank you" and returned gracefully, plugged the charger into the socket behind the sofa, and really charged it.
I was listless and continued to play on my phone. Xiaohong is different, she took out a novel by Haruki Murakami from her bag, and she looked like an elegant lady sitting upright reading a book.
I never knew she also had a penchant for reading novels.
After a while, the man on the other side neatly cleaned up the computer, and when he was about to get up, he seemed to remember something, so he said in the direction of Xiaohong: "Beauty, I will live in the ** room upstairs, you can take it to me directly when you are finished." β
Xiaohong hesitated for a moment at this time, a rare half-shyness, "Wouldn't this be good......" I suddenly had goosebumps crawling cold.
The man buried his head in the computer bag, only said lightly, "It's okay" and went upstairs. I don't know if it's my delusion, he spoke contemptuously.
I thought I'd stay out of it, but it was a start.
Half an hour later, Xiaohong answered the phone, and after hanging up, she smiled and told me that she had an urgent matter to go first, and asked me to help her return the charger.
I am repulsed by this matter, after all, I am just a passerby who meets in the water. In the end, she couldn't help it, so she had to do it for her.
I went upstairs and knocked on the man's door.