Remember these two sentences: There are two kinds of women in this world who are unhappy.

The first type of women, they know that they are beautiful, so they often can't correct their mentality, and they can't always satisfy their heart's desires, so they always can't be happy in the end.

The second type of woman, who knows that she is not beautiful, is always lacking in self-confidence and equally unhappy.

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I can't remember where I heard it, but I always thought it was ridiculous. If you follow this principle, then there will be no happy women in this world.

I don't know many women, but I'm one. She used to be my first girlfriend and she witnessed me transform from an antelope into a lion. But in many ways, I know more about her body than I know about her mind.

Many times, I know that she is physically pleasurable, happy. She gasped and moaned, but I knew it was an expression of joy. But that's the end of what I know about her. Her thoughts were a blank slate for me. I often wonder if she wants to know about me, but I don't have much interest. My whole interest in her seemed to be limited to her delicate body.

Unfortunately, the sensory stimulation never seems to last.

As I gradually lost interest in that beautiful body, I still couldn't get the desire to know about her mind, so I gave up.

Then we broke up.

This is the first woman I really know, and my definition of her happiness is only to stop at the ** when she is in love.

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In fact, when it was ridiculous, I really had an idea of the word "love", but it was many years after I broke up with Xingju. And the one who brought me this concept was Si Qi.

The reason why I began to understand the concept of "love" because of her is also ridiculous to say is: I don't love her. Although I don't really understand the concept of love, I am very stubborn that I don't love Siqi.

So, for Juju, my first woman, what I knew about her was physical.

As for Si Qi, I began to understand love because of her, but I found that I didn't love her at all.

I think it's definitely a prank brought to me by this old fellow of God.

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I don't know what kind of woman to think of as Si Qi. I don't know which one she should be by the kind of happiness I mentioned earlier.

Judging from her appearance, she is at most a beautiful little jasper, and she is the type of "big and brainless", a crazy and stupid girl, and she has no heart and lungs. At the beginning, I fell in love with her because of a momentary misstep.

But I know that the fat man likes her very much, and the evidence is that after getting drunk one time, the fat man said to me very seriously: She is a good woman, be nice to her! If you really don't like her, give it to me.

Fat man is one of the few real friends I have, and I'm not the kind of person who stabs a friend in both sides, but I'm not the kind of person who would stab a friend twice for a woman. So I didn't mention it to the fat man after I woke up.

However, I feel like I have to break up with Si Qi! The reason is, I don't love her.

Out of my consistent way of thinking, I have always felt that "love" is a very sacred thing. I am also stubborn in my belief that everything that is sacred should be born in the context of greatness, seriousness and legend. For example, the advent of Jesus or the visit of Halley's Comet, the great Zhou Xingxing said in "The Legend of Deer and Ding": peerless martial arts are practiced for more than a hundred years at every turn.

Pushing down this logic, how can the acquaintance with Si Qi in a dirty little hot pot restaurant be associated with such a great word as "love"?

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I knew in my heart that Si Qi loved me very much, so I thought that in this relationship, she got love. But I didn't get love! I don't think it's fair.

I feel like I'm losing! It's a big loss!

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After a dozen beers, I spoke my mind to a strange girl next to me at a friend's bar, and I stared at her with a red face and red eyes. I can't remember when she sat next to me, or if I sat next to her. She looked at me with great interest, and then said to me with a smile: "Do you usually use such words to make MM?" ”

I squinted at her, "You think I'm soaking you?" ”

She smiled subtly, but didn't mean denial at all. It makes me feel very angry, and I admit she's beautiful, but I don't think I can make her feel so good.

With red eyes, I told her very seriously, "I'm telling a very serious thing – I'm going to break up with my girlfriend!" ”

"What about after the breakup?" The girl blinked and spoke. Unexpectedly, her tone was very calm, as if the serious matter I had spoken of seemed very common to her.

I took a sip of beer and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look, with a face like Jing Ke going to assassinate the King of Qin: "Go and find true love!" I bit the word "true" very hard, and told her in a very serious, very sacred tone.

"And what if you can't find it?" The girl was still blinking.

When I heard this, I suddenly panicked.

Yes, love is such a sacred thing, is it so casual to find? After all, I'm also an ordinary man, and I'm not lucky enough to beat me, can this kind of thing of falling into the sky be on my own?

"Look slowly, you can always find it." I slowed down and muttered myself in a low voice.

"And what about when you find it?" The girl still looked like she was going to kill herself, and there was a strange smile in her eyes.

I was anxious and felt extremely annoyed: "I said that your family didn't sell 100,000 yuan, right?" ”

The girl smiled, "I just think you're funny." There are a lot of people who soak me, but I've never seen you like this. ”

I stared at her for a while, and the girl took out a rope and tied her hair up, and the lines of her face were very soft in the light.

Maybe it's the problem of too much alcohol, my brain is already dizzy, and I feel like I'm telling a very serious thing, yes, love, a very sacred thing! She thinks I'm talking to her! I was a little stupid and said in despair: "Sister, I really didn't soak you!" ”

She raised her face and said to me, "Don't try it! This girl is very unhappy today, so I will give you a face and invite me to have supper? ”

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"For you, do you refuse?" Three days later, on a sunny afternoon, I said to the fat man, "A beautiful girl with long legs and long hair, not a chicken, but a woman of a good family, invites you to supper after three rounds of drinking." ”

The fat man immediately shook his head: "Go if your leg is broken!" Unless you're not a man. ”

I glanced at the fat man and sighed, "I'm a man." ”

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Except that I was a little surprised by the height at which she stood up (I am about 185cm tall, and her visual height is also over 175cm. Even when I got to the parking lot and saw her Benz, I didn't look surprised in the slightest.

I sat in the passenger seat, closed my eyes and said to her, call me when I got there.

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Please smash the ticket!!

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