After a while, Fang Wen's friend spoke first: "Actually, if a person likes you, he will willingly bring you breakfast every day." But if he doesn't like you, even if you do conquer the whole world, he won't even look at you! Love, it's so tiring. ”

"Good love, what kind of effort does it take? I think the best state of love is that I don't need to bring you breakfast every day to please you, and you don't have to work so hard to send the whole world to me, but we still have a good time. Fang Wen also said seriously.

They have been working hard all those years. Because they studied medicine, when they were in school, they got up early and greedy for darkness every day in the dormitory, and the things they needed to learn were really varied, countless, and occasionally accepted the great philosophy of "preserving heavenly principles and destroying people's desires", and took the initiative to take on the historical responsibility of "studying for the rise of China", keeping in mind Grandpa Mao's words, and studying hard every day. Finally survived until graduation, and they still worked hard to please their boss in order to survive.

This inspirational concept of "hard work" is deeply rooted in their consciousness, until they meet a boy they like, and they also regard him as a difficult math problem and a difficult task assigned by their boss, thinking that just like the teacher and boss said, "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts." ”

So they were encouraged, and we went on a rampage and worked overtime to try to be nice to him.

They drove for more than ten hours to reach his city, but they were not treated by him; They stayed up all night just waiting for him to reply coldly; They obeyed him and lost themselves; They fell ill in bed, but they still did not forget to shush him and ask for warmth; They had been frugal, but they were generous to him; They trembled cautiously for fear of upsetting him; They all wanted to take out their hearts and put them in front of him;

But what's the use of all this? Love does not implement the principle of distribution according to work, and it is by no means more work to get more. Maybe more often, they go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, and they are bloodied and scarred, but they can't get each other to turn back.

Too hard love, even if it gets his wish in the end, this relationship is unequal, and the days to come can only wait for him to give an order to love carefully and humbly.

That's not to say don't go after someone you like, of course. Of course, you have to chase after like, just don't think that you can get love by working hard, and don't overconsume yourself in the process.

Man is a very amazing animal, and subconsciously can quickly identify things that interest him. This is where the rationality of the blind date lies. In fact, two people have met a few times, and after chatting a few times, they can basically know whether they are interested in each other and whether the other party also likes them.

It's just that some girls often like to deceive themselves, don't want to admit it, and always comfort themselves: Maybe I'm not good enough for him, maybe I'm not good enough.

It's not that you're not good enough, it's not that you're not good enough, he just doesn't like you! Why bother writing, directing and acting by yourself to have a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Festival!

The best state of love is quiet, comfortable, natural, not deliberate, not pretentious.

There are many things in this world that can be obtained through hard work.

For love, I worked hard, gave sincerely, had doubts, but never regretted it.

But in fact, a good love doesn't need to work hard. In a beautiful love, no one is active or passive, only a hit it off, and the smell is like-minded.

You don't dislike that I don't like to dress up and be a road idiot, and it will be a burden when I go out with me; I won't blame you for not being handsome enough to lose my face when I took you out for a walk. If I like you, I will take the initiative to walk a few steps in your direction, a few more steps, if you see me coming, but you don't mean to greet me. Then I'll stop. Of course, I don't need people to try too hard to please me. If I don't like you, I'll tell you and make you stop at the right time.

This is the greatest tenderness to the person you like, shouldn't it be like this when you're young?

Two years ago, Qiu Lang took Han Yi to interview a sister, who graduated from the same school as Qiu Lang, but she was a senior sister who was five or six years higher than him, or it should not be said that it was an interview, but she intended to hire her as the vice president of Darong, just a formality.

Sitting across from them was a beautifully dressed woman. Such a woman does not see age. The fair and clear skin exudes the youthful atmosphere of a twenty-year-old girl, and the elegance of her gestures reveals the style of a mature woman.

Qiu Lang looked at her and said straight to the point: Say, your age, education, occupation, income, marital status, and of course, others.

She smiled charmingly at Qiu Lang and Han Yi, and turned her head down to stir the coffee, "Do you have to say it?" ”

"Yes, I must say it. The procedure to go still has to go, I have to understand the fundamentals first. Qiu Lang smiled.

"I have a master's degree in 79 years, and I went to the United States to study for an MBA after working, and now I am doing management consulting, about two million a year. If you are not married, if you can, you may wish to introduce me. ”

The second half of her sentence seemed to be joking, and Qiu Lang nodded as he pretended to write down the information on paper. And Han Yi, expressionless, just listened carefully.

She lifted her chin and suddenly raised her face and asked Han Yi, "Don't you think this is weird?" ”

Han Yi replied very indifferently: "Of course not, it's not strange to be beautiful, it's not strange to be young, it's not strange to be excellent, it's not strange if you don't get married, of course it's not strange."

"No, not this. That's not what I'm talking about. I don't think it's a big deal about not getting married at the age of 36, it's just that I still yearn for love at my age, I think it's strange! I felt like a drowning person trying to find something to rely on, a sleeper, or even a straw, would become my continent. ”

So she showed Qiu Lang and Han Yi her wonderful and barren emotional world. The so-called wonderful: beautiful women, there is always no shortage of suitors around her, sweet talk, chatting about meals, these things are never lacking, but whenever there is a Valentine's Day, Women's Day, even if it is Children's Day, her office is surrounded by flowers and gifts. The so-called desolation: no matter what the crowd is crowded, the traffic is busy, the person she wants is not there, and the world is empty.

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On the one hand, he scolded Fang Yu in his busy work, and on the other hand, he was sad in the quiet night; She was tired of coping with the joyous crowd and savoring the loneliness in her heart.

She was always searching, and her empty eyes jumped directly over the various men around her, looking farther and deeper. She told me that she was so lonely because these people seemed to her to have no gender and even ceased to exist like air.

And once she sees the person she likes, her eyes are instantly full of longing, every hair, every breath, emitting a signal: Come and love me, I want your love! Even the wind passing by that night could hear her pleading.

finally waited for the person I loved, but the excessive heat, attachment, and desire in the relationship soon made the other party lose the pleasure of conquest, and then felt like being forced into a corner.

So her emotional experience is basically the same fate, seeking, finding, and being abandoned. Keep looking. However, as she grows older, her social status and economic ability increase, there are fewer and fewer men she can meet who can make her heart move, and even fewer such men are single.

She is unwilling to settle and choose someone she doesn't love to marry. But she couldn't stand the blankness of the emotional world. The desire for love, like a rope, strangled her throat, and she felt that she would suffocate at any moment, but she didn't know how to break free.

With that, she put her arms on the table and leaned back slightly, it didn't feel like an interview scene at all, more like a friend catching up.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Qiu Lang and Han Yi with a smile and disgust, and there was trust and provocation in those eyes. Of course, this is just Han Yi's speculation, and it is difficult to judge whether there is a provocation or not.

Han Yi looked at such a dignified and intellectually sexy woman, even if she had just stated the weakest pain in her heart, she could still be so calm and elegant, speaking calmly, and her face was quiet. Imagine how she became crazy and helpless in love, imagine how desolate and fiery her heart was.

Of course, he was not surprised, there were many such women. He has it in Yihui's company, and the conditions may not be as good as hers, but there are really a lot.

"Do you crave love? Qiu Lang asked deliberately as if he knew something.

"Of course!"

Qiu Lang smiled: "You can't live without love?" ”

"Uh-huh, yes," she said with a chuckle.

It's as if she is her own love, she is her own goal, and she is the person she wants in her heart.

She always thought she could support herself, she could take care of herself, she could be invincible, she just wanted someone to love her. But in fact, she is already in love and no longer needs to look for it.

She pleases yourself the same way she pleases other men. Buy beautiful clothes, make a good haircut, work out and lose weight, and smile at yourself in front of the mirror.

She spends all the time she spends caring about other men. Eat breakfast on time, do regular physical examinations, be sure to bring an umbrella when your aunt comes, make a mask every night, eat fruit every morning, and go to bed before 11 o'clock.

She writes a love letter to herself with a pen, and says everything she wants him to say to herself.

She uses her hands to create a future for herself, and creates the life she wants in the future.

"So, do I still need a man?" When she asked Qiu Lang, her eyes were already less confused and more resolute than before, but this perseverance had a trace of tragic determination.

Han Yi looked into her eyes with a smile, and his fingers aimlessly drew a circle on the table.

He had read a comic book called The Lost Corner. A lonely triangle always wants to find a circle that is missing a corner, so that it can become one with itself and become Dzogchen. From now on, happily roll and live happily. However, she always searched, but was always disappointed, because there was no missing circle that matched her.

Until one day, she saw a complete circle. Only then did I know that there is a kind of circle in the world, which is complete and sufficient. She is her own triangle and her own circle, she doesn't need any search, she doesn't need any outside assistance, she can roll freely and play happily.

She sometimes has partners. When she meets a circle with the same smell and the same destination, they will chase and laugh, talk about their past experiences, talk about the weather they like, they are inseparable, but they are independent, and they will explore a more exciting future together.

But many times, she is also alone. Wading through the grass alone, jumping over the hills alone, she has no companions, but she is not alone, she is always with her own consummation.

Live in love with yourself, give yourself everything you want, and make you the one who can walk freely. Only then do you have the ability to meet another Dzogchen in a beautiful wind and sunshine, or a slanting wind and drizzle.

A woman like Senior Sister Qiu Lang is already alive in love, and she no longer needs to look for it. She enjoys her life, longs for her love, and believes in love even when she is older.

(End of chapter)