For this kind of dissatisfaction with the situation, both sides are obviously veterans, each calculated their own drink money, and said goodbye to each other coldly, but they both understood in their hearts that if there were no special circumstances, they were afraid that they would not see each other again in this life.

Drinking a large cup of iced milk tea on an empty stomach, An Le's stomach was a little uncomfortable, and every step of his feet, who were not used to wearing high heels, seemed to be tortured.

It was already dark, but the evening breeze was not cool at all, and it was still so hot that people felt sticky and breathless, as if An Le was depressed at this moment.

In fact, the more old birds in the blind date world, the stronger the disappointment every time.

Their time is getting less and less, the market is getting worse and worse, and every time they fail, their mood naturally becomes more and more sad.

Anle went home listlessly.

An's mother Yang Caifeng had already returned, looking tired, looking at An Le with unconcealed concern and eagerness in her eyes, but she deliberately asked lightly: "How about Wang Jie?" ”

An Le pretended to describe it lightly, and Yang Caifeng smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry, give your Aunt Liu a call." ”

Aunt Liu is the introducer of this blind date, and she is also an old colleague of An's mother.

The person named Wang Jie didn't seem to have replied to Aunt Liu yet, so Aunt Liu's question was still quite expectant: "How is it, how is it, Xiaole, are you satisfied?" ”

As for how to tactfully turn around the means without damaging the enthusiasm of the introducer, An Le has long been familiar with it, and has solved the problem in a few words.

However, in the end, Aunt Liu still seemed to be enthusiastic, but in fact, she persuaded her with some provocation: "Alas, Xiaole, Aunt Liu said something, don't you don't like to listen." You're all this age this year, and you're not too picky, just find someone who lives similarly. ”

An Le put down the phone and smiled wryly.

Therefore, blind date is an activity that undermines confidence.

Before she could do anything, she was already a dead stock and a defective product in the eyes of the people around her.

Whether you don't look down on each other or the other party doesn't look down on you, it's a drain on self-confidence.

If you don't look down on each other, you think, is it that I can only look for this?

The other party doesn't look down on you, and you think, am I not even worthy of this?

An Le shook his head, his mood was already extremely low.

Yang Caifeng looked at her daughter's face and didn't ask anything, just said, "I ate in the supermarket, whatever you want to eat, I'll make you some." In the end, I couldn't help but add another sentence: "Your Aunt Liu is straight, you didn't pay attention to what she said." ”

An Le smiled: "I know, Mom, don't be busy, it's a tired day, rest early." I'll make my own mouthful. ”

Yang Caifeng is old after all, and she is really tired after a busy day, so she asked her daughter to explain a few words, and then went into the house to rest.

An Le, who was physically and mentally exhausted, didn't have the heart to do anything decent.

She went back to her room, took off her clothes, and changed into her home clothes.

The so-called home clothes are cotton pajamas and pants that are handled when supermarkets are on sale.

The quality is okay, but the color is earthy, purple and red, and the yellow flowers are large.

Although the price is cheap, there are not many of them.

An Le doesn't care, anyway, she wears it at home, she doesn't have a husband, and she doesn't have a boyfriend who lives together, who is beautiful to see.

As for mom and dad?

Their own children are naturally pleasing to the eye.

After changing her clothes and hanging her clothes in the closet, she didn't intend to see herself in the mirror, so she stopped what she was doing and couldn't help but look carefully.

After only looking at it twice, she smiled bitterly and sighed, and she couldn't complain that others couldn't look down on her, even if she looked at it herself, she felt that the woman in the mirror was really not interesting at all.

Needless to say, fat.

Hair is not good either.

There is a lot of hair, but because I was playful when I was in junior high school, I followed others to learn perms, and I was still in the development period, and the hair quality was not completely grown, and I wanted to be cheap, and I used inferior potions in a small barber shop to perm my hair, and the hair was damaged, and I couldn't maintain it in the future.

The complexion is fair, but the skin quality is not good.

Dry, dehydrated, greasy, always patches of pimples, endless. The pores are enlarged and there are a lot of scars.

As for her facial features, in all fairness, they are not bad, but unfortunately on such a fat face, no matter how delicate and good-looking her facial features are, she can't see them.

What's more, although she studied sloppily when she was in school, she wore a pair of myopia glasses when she was just in the second year of junior high school, and her prescription continued to grow with age, and now it is more than 600 degrees.

It's not that she hasn't tried to lose weight, she has tried all kinds of methods.

But as the saying goes, it's easy to gain weight but hard to lose weight.

She admits that she is not a person with perseverance and perseverance, and she can't hold on for a few days before she relapses, and once she rebounds, it is better not to decrease. By now, she had completely given up on her figure and dignity, and she was too disheartened to toss.

This virtue is gained on the outside, and there is lackluster on the inside.

Except for when I have nothing to do, I like to hang up on the Internet and read novels endlessly.,I don't have any hobbies.。

I can't play an instrument, I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't draw, and I don't even have any interest in playing poker.

In addition to her body type, she is probably the typical "dry girl" mentioned on the Internet.

Although she didn't give up love on her own initiative, she gave up on her in love.

Sighing, An Le, who was in an extremely gray mood, hung up his clothes, turned around and walked to the kitchen, boiled water, ordered himself a pack of instant noodles, and fried a poached egg.

With the understanding of beauty knowledge, An Le knows that his poor skin and obesity are probably very related to his eating habits.

However, now that she was like this, what could she do if she paid more attention to it—such thoughts came to her mind every time she wanted to cheer up and pay attention to her diet, and almost immediately her fighting spirit that she had so finally brought up was completely lost.

While eating greasy instant noodles, I browsed various novel websites.

Most of the articles I have been chasing recently have ended, and the ones that are not finished are either pitted or updated slowly, in short, she has been very short lately.

She had nothing to read, so she had to go to the reader's forum to flip through the posts, wanting to see if there were any recommended posts to flip.

After looking around, I didn't look at the recommended post, but I saw a water building: If you were reborn, what would you do?

An Le had read a few rebirth articles, but he was idle and bored anyway, so he moved the mouse and clicked in.