Chapter 511: Off-String Sounds

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Maybe it's really a gathering of likes, wherever I go, I will soon have the best friends, and like me, I can swear that I have never seen a man I like in my life, and then go shopping together to see if there is a handsome guy who can be tempted. The handsome guy didn't see it, but he often went to the most beautiful shopping guide on the first floor to try on clothes. But there is never a consensus, I like loose styles, but they all feel that they have failed to live up to their good figures, and they firmly disagree.

We all want to talk about a love that can move the heartstrings with just a look, a platonic love. But in the end, they all married the most persistent one.

In the end, we understand that the day will run out of everything, the food will run out, the lipstick will run out, the energy will run out, and the fighting spirit will wear out...... Why won't love run out? Even if you say "I love you" thousands of times, you can leave with a breakup.

People I've talked to will thank me because they know I'm expressing my feelings, not publicly**. The people who scolded me were obscene in their hearts, thinking that I was insinuating. Actually, what I write is the superficial meaning of Chinese characters.

To be honest, although I memorized a lot of afterwords, it was difficult for me to use them easily.

In life, I can't understand people's voices. When I was a child, I couldn't understand my mother, and when I got married, I couldn't understand my husband.

My husband said, "I am so envious when I see that you are very affectionate!"

Absolutely no idea who he was referring to.

Are they the people who come to the blog space to leave messages? Most of them are female classmates.

Is it written after the novel?

Is it a chatting netizen? At most, there is nothing to talk about in a month, and it disappears.

Is it a netizen who met at **? After that, there was only one sentence, and the avatar never lit up again.

The sentence is: If you want to see the second side, you have to cultivate for 10,000 years, right?

I never understood what the meaning of this sentence was -- did it mean that we would see each other in 10,000 years, or did I really want to see a second person?

I really don't understand the Han language.

My husband sent me "love you for 10,000 years" as a holiday gift regularly, but it didn't prevent him from loving other women to death at the same time.

My mother saw me crying and scolding after being beaten by my husband, like a shrew, and the next day my eyelids were more beautiful and better, I thought it was very strange, she heard outsiders gossip and cried her eyes like a red peach, where can I stand my husband's anger!

I'm not so stupid, I've been scolded and beaten, why do I have to get angry and make myself sad and sad?

I don't know what happened wrong. I think most of it was because I was not wrong, but I was too serious, and the truth is cruel.

If you want to ask how much of the emotion I express is true? I'm afraid it's only one point.

If I write five points true, no one will believe that it is true, and if I write ten points true, it will be completely unreasonable, illogical, and a complete mess. Because real life is an ordinary, trivial mess, there is no way to write.