Mei Li Guang continued: "I feel that I am really not suitable for marriage. So, should an unmarried person like me be like a monk? It's so unreasonable, it's too cruel, brother, I have my necessary life. I need women sometimes, too. It's not a big deal, and I don't care if anyone wants to make any morally degrading comments. If there was a woman running around like a box with my name on it, I would be ashamed. ”

Because they talked about a yellow joke with Zhang Li, these two people held resentment.

"Li Guang, your idea is a bit interesting." Tang He interjected again and said, "Love can really be considered another form of conversation!" But conversation is to speak, but love is to make it. I find this point of view interesting. I think that since we can exchange our spiritual feelings with girls, we can also exchange physical feelings and emotions with them. Erotic love can be said to be a normal conversation between the body of a man and a woman. In the same way, if you don't speak a language with a girl, you shouldn't sleep with her. But if you have a common language......

"If you have a common language with a woman, you should develop it with her," Mr. Mei said, "and it is necessary to develop with her, and it is a minimum of morality." Just like when you're interested in talking to someone, the only thing you can do is have a good time. You don't pretend to say half of it, you're just going to annoy people. You'll just say everything you want to say. It's the same with women's in-depth development. ”

"No," Han Mengping said, "that's not right. Take yourself, Li Guang, you spend half of your energy on women, right? You're quick-witted, but you've never really done what you want to do. You've put so much thought into it. ”

"Maybe so. However, Brother Mengping, whether you are married or not, you have done too little in this regard. You can keep your heart pure and upright, but it's drying up. It seems to me that your pure heart is becoming as dry as a bow. You simply drown it out with high talk. ”

Tang He couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Come on, you two thinkers!" Tang He said, "Look at me, I don't do any noble and pure mental work, I only hastily write down some ideas. And I neither marry nor chase women. I think Li Guang is right, if he wants to chase girls, he can not chase so hard. But I will never forbid him to chase him. As for Deping, you have an instinct for property and you want to succeed, so shortcuts are naturally good for you. I have a gut feeling that Deping will become a dazzling new star in the Chinese cultural scene! As for me, I'm nothing, I'm just a person who talks nonsense. What do you think, Hai Fei? Do you think love is the propellant that helps a man succeed in the world? ”

At such times, Zhang Haifei is not very talkative. He has never been an eloquent man. His mind was just not active enough to gush, he was too confused and too emotional. Now he blushed and looked uneasy.

"Well," Zhang Haifei said, "I'm already incapacitated to fight, so I really don't have anything to say on this issue." ”

"Not at all, brother," said Don, "your soul has definitely not lost any fighting power. You have a sound and intact spiritual life. Let's hear what you think. ”

Zhang Haifei hesitated and said, "I don't think I have any ideas. I think that getting married is very representative of my thoughts. Although, between men and women who love each other, love is an important thing, of course. ”

"What's so important?" Tang He asked.

"Ahh That can make people more intimate. When Zhang Haifei spoke, he was as uneasy and shy as a woman talking about such a topic.

"Well, Li Guang and I both believe that love is a kind of communication, just like talking. If a woman and I begin a harmonious conversation, with the same mind, I will naturally take it to bed with her when the time comes. Unfortunately, no woman ever had this particular conversation with me, so I had to go to bed on my own. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, at least I hope so. In any case, I don't have any science fiction writing to distract me from, and I don't have any monumental writings to write. I'm just an ordinary guy who hid in the army and wanted to be clean. ”

The house was quiet. Four men sip cocktails, the way they're used abroad.

Huang Siyao sat there, playing with embroidery, a way to pass the time that she had just fallen in love with. She sat there, she had to sit there silently. She had to sit quietly like a quiet cat, not to disturb the infinite eloquence of these highly intelligent young talents.

But she had to sit there. Without her, their conversation wouldn't have been as vigorous. Their ideas don't come out so freely.

When Si Yao was away, Zhang Haifei would be restless. His cowardice will come much sooner, and the conversation will not go on.

Tang He performed the best, because of Huang Siyao's presence, he was more inspired. Huang Siyao doesn't like Han Deping very much, she thinks he is very selfish mentally. As for Mei Liguang, although she liked some aspects of him, he seemed a little unpleasant, he was too casual and had no rules. Although he writes science fiction and looks at the sky, there is no order.

How many nights, Huang Siyao sat here listening to the confessions of these four men! They, and one or two others! They never seemed to have come up with a name, and that didn't bother her deeply.

She loved to hear them, especially when Don was there, it was a pleasure. These men don't hold your hand, they don't kiss you, they don't make physical contact with you, but they show you what they think in their hearts. It's funny, but how cold their minds are!

Sometimes she was a little annoyed: she was in love with Du Wancheng now, but when they talked about Du Wancheng, they poured out all their disdain on him, he was the country nouveau riche in their eyes, the most uncultured, the worst layman.

Huang Siyao likes this spiritual life very much and gets great happiness from it. But at the same time, she thinks that these so-called noble lives are overspoken. She loved to be there, and she loved the wonderful evenings she spent with her old friends in the smoke of tobacco, in the dizzy alcohol — as she called them privately.

She found it amusing, and proud, that they wouldn't even be able to talk without her silent presence. She has a great respect for ideas, and these people, at least, try to think honestly. But in any case, there is always a secret that cannot be revealed. They all seemed to be alluding to something, but she couldn't tell what it was. This is something that Du Wancheng did not clarify.

But at this time, Du Wancheng was still low and didn't do anything, he just wanted to kill time. He treats others as hard they try to treat him. He is indeed an outlier, and Zhang Haifei's old friends oppose him because of this.

Zhang Haifei and his friends are not isolated; They are more or less dedicated to saving the soul of humanity and even want to educate it.