Revised Edition, Volume II, Volume of Shadows, Chapter 19, Eating and Drinking, Men and Women
Although I met strange people at Chen Tianfu's wedding day and heard incomprehensible words, it did not have a great impact on me overseas. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoAfter returning to Yangquan, I checked Zhuyan's information on the Internet, and she is now really an active figure in the Chinese underground rock music industry, and she is quite famous in Nandu. It seems that listening to these music occasionally can vent emotions, and using it as a career will indeed cause mental illness.
Guo Guang and Yang Lan developed much faster than I thought. During the May Day holiday, they went to Sri Lanka to play once, and when they came back, they were like glue, and they simply lived together openly within two days. The guys in the office finally found another pair of gossip partners, and all their attention was turned away from me and Ferrari, which was a practical way to reduce our burden.
I praised the little lewd thief for his quick movements, and he complained to me, saying that it took Sister Lan five months to get started, which can be described as the slowest single record of a generation of love demons Thunderbolt Guangguang, which is simply a great shame. The problem is that this woman still doesn't take him seriously, and often talks wildly that she wants to find other more promising men, so that she has no time to consolidate the rear, and it seems that it is difficult to open up new battlefields in the short term.
In my opinion, between men and women, it is purely one thing descending from one thing. How can we all take all the light?
In my spare time, I carefully recalled Mr. Nagisa's language relayed by Nagisa Yan, and that was the key to making people's hearts tremble. I have witnessed the battle between Mr. Zhu and Wei Yuanbao, and I can be absolutely sure that he is not a human, but most likely a celestial agent with an extremely strange identity! If you say this, you will only send me to a mental hospital - even I can't believe it: how can a Celestial Realm spy become one of the main leaders of the GDI in Nandu, and serve as the main leader of the GDI in charge of the Heavenly Realm in Huaxia?!
There are so many inconsistencies in this that I have not yet been able to put together the bits and pieces of what I know to find the truth of the facts. Since he said that I was already a person of the same world as him, that intention was too far-reaching. No matter how much I pretend to be stupid, he won't be unaware of the fact that he has been with Wei Yuanbao for so long, and at that time, he also sent a secret weapon like a monster to deal with natural disasters to destroy me, which shows that the uncertain situation at that time has made me very wary. After encountering May's counterattack, how can it be casually explained as just bad luck and accidentally encountered a ruthless person? No one will believe it. Now that he has such a peaceful attitude towards me, I can't help but be even more confused: how much does Mr. Nagisa know about me?
It would be nice if these questions could be answered quickly. The problem was that I figured out these questions for myself and found that no one could answer me, and I didn't have the necessary conditions to find out the answers. asked Yang Lan twice, and she said, "I'm just a small person, I don't know anything." I almost turned my face with her and yelled "What's the use of waste wood like yours?" But Guo Guang and Ferrari were there at the time, so I had to continue to pretend to be stupid.
So for a long time, I had a lot on my mind. None of these things can be brought out to confide in Ferrari, not even a brother as close to Guo Guang. Fortunately, I'm used to hiding my inner torrent from others.
From summer to autumn, Ferrari began to run some transfer matters, as if he had the intention of transferring to work at the China GDI Central Committee. I don't like to ask her about this, and she doesn't often take the initiative to tell me, but she just said that when the time comes, I will obediently follow her, and be her follower, until there is an opportunity to adjust the system of the Heavenly Realm Bureau, and then discuss according to my wishes.
I often sigh that a strange woman like Ferrari should be born a man, so that she can make a big career. She is now at the level of a general, if she can do a big career such as a war, she will be unlucky and give the right to open, and she will put up the flag and guards, which is 10,000 times more majestic than being a civilian general now. Those of us who follow her, even if we are the second general who carries the flag, it is much more beautiful than now. Yang Lan sarcastically said to me, if that's the case, I won't have a girlfriend. Come to think of it, it's indeed a contradiction. Her ability is so strong, when I am my girlfriend, it is more wasteful, but waste is waste, and I can use it after all.
The development of my relationship with Ferrari can only be described by the word "smooth". We never had a serious fight, and both sides were a little careful to take care of this hard-won relationship. Six or five years of work was originally very busy, and it was common for us to gather more often in our spare time, and not see each other when we were busy. Guo Guang repeatedly hinted and explicitly instigated me to take concrete action and absolutely determine my relationship with Ferrari. But I always felt that it would be too pathetic to rely on the flesh to connect the relationship between the two. Ferrari is not in a hurry at all, and although there is always gradual progress with me, he never loses his head.
It's been more than half a year since I officially dated her, and my relationship with her has completely reached the level of the final relationship with Hanhan, but I just haven't been able to go any further. Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Chuanshan have basically regarded me as a definite son-in-law, and they have been talking to me about business and social matters from time to time. These are the ones I am least interested in, and I tend to turn a deaf ear.
October '65 is coming soon. I'm about to turn twenty-three, and Ferrari will turn twenty-eight in a month. We are not in a hurry to be emperors, Guo Guang and Yang Lan are ******** so anxious that they are all over the ground, as if they don't see that if we get married before New Year's Day in 66, there will be an irreparable collapse of heaven and earth. I also wondered a little in my heart: did Ferrari want to be with me like this, or was she perfunctory to me? Is she sincere enough to get along with me and get married?
Of course, when the birthday is approaching, worrying about these is empty to find troubles for yourself. At the very least, I can happily wander around the supermarket in Yangquan with Ferrari, shopping for dishes and gifts, which is already a happiness that I didn't enjoy last year. If you think so, what's not to be satisfied with?
Yang Lan especially likes to eat hot pot, and under her drive, Guo Guang actually dared to claim that he would not come to my birthday party without making hot pot. I know he's bluffing me, but since those two people want to eat so much, let's do it. I bought a lunch meal with Ferrai, claimed to go out for a meeting in the afternoon, and secretly returned home to wash and process, and it was almost time to get off work. I made a pot of tea and beckoned Ferrari, "It's been a hard afternoon, let's take a break." When they come, we'll start. β
"I have something I want to discuss with you, and I need you to help me decide." Ferrari sat down and told me.
At my suggestion, she told me that her transfer now seemed to be no longer a big problem, and that if everything went well, she would be able to leave before the Spring Festival. However, now that the China GDI Discipline Inspection Commission has handed over a top-secret case, if it is investigated, it may delay the transfer time. I said disappreciatively:
"That's not easy, let's get it first, anyway, I'm idle now. When it's time to leave, just hand it over. β
"It's not a case that can be handed over casually, there are materials to report that Zhu Naiqun is suspected of colluding with the heavenly realm." Ferrari grimaced: "It's hard for me to trust anyone else in such a thing, and I don't have the expertise to investigate this matter myself. The people around me, I think only you can help, I don't know what you mean. Of course, from the material itself, such reports are made all the time. Everyone knows that there are many gangs in the Heavenly Realm Bureau, and there is a lot of infighting, not to mention that the split between the Ning faction and the Shanghai faction on the GDI side of the Southern Capital has been mentioned on the table, and it is likely that it is the other party's framing at all. So it's not like we're going to find anything earth-shattering, you mean? β
My heart pounded, and when I heard her last few words, I felt that I should control my emotions. Yes, most of this is a false accusation, but if we investigate, I wonder what kind of conclusions we can reach? I stared into Ferrari's eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "No problem. It's a big case, but even if something happens, I've finally lived for twenty-three years. β
Ferrari was furious and scolded me for talking nonsense on my birthday. I apologized and leaned in to kiss her so that she could say nothing more to accuse me. Unfortunately, such happy times are always short-lived, and before the kiss is enough, I hear the sound of light banging on the door. But he still shouted nervously:
"The police are rounding, the police are rounding. The people inside put on their pants and raised their hands! β
Fortunately, although we ruined the atmosphere for him, we were not so embarrassed that we had to listen to him and busily put on clothes and pants.
Compared to last year, the twenty-third birthday was more enthusiastic, but it was a little sloppy and messy. Guo Guang and Yang Lan couldn't stop making fun of me and Ferrari, we were both a little absent-minded, just laughing together. It's different now than last year, and I now have more happiness than last year, and I don't want to give up, which is a heavy pressure on me. What will the feud between me and Mr. Nagisa, and the secrets I don't know, bring me? None of this can be predicted, and I can't even predict whether the road ahead will be smooth or dangerous, what does that mean?
Under Yang Lan's control, Guo Guangjiu only drank half of the usual amount, which really made me despise. They played until eleven o'clock and went back, and the little lewd thief naturally felt that he hadn't made enough trouble, but he glanced at Yang Lan and immediately didn't dare to say anything more. After I sent them, I was about to send Ferrari back. She suddenly asked, "Do you feel a little lonely?" How lively your birthday was last year! I smiled and said, "The little lewd thief has already abolished his martial arts, there is no way." Ferrari closed the door and said, "Let's go on, it's rare to have a birthday a year." β
So he went on drinking with Ferrari. Fortunately, we are now our own people, and we don't need bayonets to fight in full swing. After cleaning up the messy living room, the two of them lay on the sofa and leaned against each other, drinking red wine while watching TV. After drinking for a while, the TV show was all over. Seeing that Ferrari was not moving, I thought she was asleep and called softly. She turned around and said, "I didn't sleep." β
"It's too late, I'll send you back." I put down the wine in my hand as I prepared to pick up the coat that was on the side. Ferrari stretched out his hand and pulled me down on the couch, and suddenly asked, "Am I pretty?" β
At this time, she drank too much, her face was red, and her whole body exuded a charming breath. I watched it carefully for a while, my heart beat a little faster, and I turned my head and said, "Well, it's okay." β
"It seems to be very experienced, has a girl ever asked you that before?" Ferrari asked me with a smirk.
Looking back, I can't remember the events of May clearly, because I only got along with her two or three times, and I seemed to have asked. Han Han did ask a similar question on a similar occasion, and I gave a cool reply at the time. After a few experiences, I couldn't help but wonder why they asked such meaningless questions, and asked Ferrari, "Does this have any special meaning?" I did hear Naito ask about it. β
Ferrari blushed and squinted at me and asked, "How did you reply to her?" β
If I'm not mistaken, I greeted Han Han if she had taken the wrong medicine. Ferrari listened to my answer and refused to believe it. Knowing that I had sworn that it was true, she smiled and said, "Fool, when a woman asks you this, she is very upset, and I hope you can hug her." β
Luckily, I wasn't stupid enough to get home, so I reacted immediately and hugged Ferrari tightly. hugged and kissed for a while, and the hand reached into her arms and was not stopped. After holding her silently for a while, she suddenly trembled in my arms and whispered, "I don't want to go back tonight." β
This situation has been staged many times in the past six months, and each time it is to push her away, make excuses or something. This time she looked like a lamb to the slaughter, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. So I started teasing her while recalling how I did it with May (but I couldn't remember the details at all). It seems like a long, long time ago I heard someone say that "alcohol can mess with sex" or something.,Ahhhh
Ferrari was in a high mood and very cooperative with me. I was humming a wolf howl, and I was almost done with her shirt. She still held a cushion and refused to let me look at it, it was a pale resistance. I jumped up and snatched the thing that was in my way, and after a few fights, I finally got it. Ferrari pressed me under me, and had to put his hand on my head and say, "Don't look down." I continued to howl for a while, and suddenly said a big sentence: "Don't you look like a reliable man at this time?" β
It's not for no reason, it's the core issue of friction in our relationship, but it's just that it's too bad for me to talk about it at this time. This is also a manifestation of drunken disorder, unable to control one's emotions. I have known Ferrar for more than a year and have been in a formal relationship for more than half a year. We have always gotten along very well, but after in-depth contact, there are two serious dissonances: one is the problem of the past, and the other is the problem of age.
My past, so far, has not considered confessing to anyone. There are factors of personal feelings, political factors, and the factors of going to lawsuits. Because I'm not very active in this area, Ferrari didn't tell me much about her past. Actually, I don't care too much about this, as long as she hasn't **** (she solemnly promised me). However, Ferrari always had a wish, that is, as a husband and wife, to understand each other's past in a heart-to-heart way. It's a bit of a hassle, and I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to fully trust someone. Fortunately, in this regard, it is only a ******** difference, and it does not deeply affect our usual relationship.
Another problem is the more prominent one. Ferrari looked very young, and most people looked at her, saying that she was twenty-five or six years old, but she was about to turn twenty-eight this year. I had thought about this before I dated her, but I didn't think there would be so many practical problems. These problems are divided into two categories: one is that she thinks she is much older than me, and sometimes she is overly sensitive; On the other hand, when she is in a bad mood, she will say that I am too young. Childish, unreliable, lack of manly taste, and other sentences that hurt my emotions are piled up on me, but I can't get angry yet.
If I am dating a girl who is only a few years older than me, not even as good as me in terms of ideology and emotion, and is just pretending to be old, then I can still hold up the faΓ§ade and mature in advance, at most it will be harder. But Ferrari is much more mature, smarter and more capable than I am, and those words did not wrong me. In short, when it comes to age, there are a lot of unpleasant things going on between us. This night's general quasi-**** scene has happened between the two of us a few times in the past six months, and when I asked, she said that I "don't look like a reliable man" and refused. I'm going to have such a bad performance tonight, and it's hard to say that it's not a long-term grudge waiting for revenge. On the other hand, this is a sign of the immaturity of young men.
In short, it's me who declines. I said that, and then I had a little fight with her. Ferrari was still able to restrain his emotions, but he scolded me for a few inexplicable words. She seemed to be going to dedicate herself to me as a birthday present today, and bought a moon-white blue flower pajamas that I had praised, but the atmosphere was all messed up for me. After a while, I also felt that I was purely guilty of myself and apologized to her. She accepted it rather coldly, but she slept alone in the inner bedroom, and I was not allowed to come close. I learned that my grandmother sang a sad song, and when I saw that she had no positive response except for throwing out two pillows and smashing them on my face, I had to sleep on the sofa by myself in a sullen mood.
In the middle of the night, I woke up to see Ferrari crouching in front of the couch looking at me. I squinted my eyes to see that she didn't have any murder weapon in her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "What's wrong?" Ferrari rubbed my nose hatefully and said, "I actually wanted to try it with you today to see how it felt for the first time, but you were all bad!" I repeatedly said, "It's me who is not good, I am not good." It's not too late, it's only four o'clock, come up and continue. Ferrari shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not in the mood, let's talk about it next time when the mood is good." It's my birthday. I sighed a few words of bad luck in my heart, and did not dare to show the slightest displeasure on my face, and said, "I see exactly what you mean, there are still a few hours of dawn, let's sleep together." Ferrari hummed, took the quilt and squeezed me on the couch, just holding hands and sleeping very innocently until dawn.
On the first day I turned twenty-three, I left Yangquan with Ferrari to work on a top-secret case. The target is Mr. Nagisa Naiqun, the first GDI person in Nanhuaxia who has spared no effort to rectify me and now seems to look up to me. (To be continued.) )