Min is still gone, leaving me with a lot of question marks. The next night, I walked on the street for a long time, trying to see something more, only to realize that the yin and yang eye fruit was really gone. Hey, I really want to say: this, you can have it!

I begged Min to be my master and show me a path of cultivation, because once a person realizes how small and lonely he is, he wants to understand something more and more.

Min politely refused, and she asked me if I could let go of my parents, family, work, and love? So, she smiled at me one last time, left a word in the air, and disappeared from my sight.

For the next month, I was always absent-minded, always recalling whether everything was an illusion or not.

Time may dilute all memories and impulses. Slowly, my life got back on track.

Go to work honestly every day, listen to the words of the leader, hypocritical entertainment and politeness, and then earn a meager income. In addition, I continue to spend time drinking with my friends when I am lonely, singing and dancing, watching the beautiful women walking on the street and thinking about it, and then sometimes watching soap operas with my mother, accepting my mother's nagging and falling asleep.

Sometimes I wonder inexplicably, what is Min doing now, has he become an immortal?

In this way, a year passed in a hurry, during which time I took the initiative and was arranged to meet five girls. Life is like a play, and drama is like life! Brother sighs about love, sighs about the green years of the past.

In fact, my purest love is in junior high school, but I only have a secret crush in three years, why I like that girl, it should be because of her departure once, and then I seduced me when I was a teenager.

I went from a crush to a bright crush in high school, of course, to another girl. The main thing is that at that time, I was going to be ridiculed to death by my classmates who were good at love, so I wrote a love letter in a broken boat, and I still remember it clearly, the note read: X children's shoes, let's sail together in the ocean of love. So my first kiss and first touch were given to her.

I became a man in the era of repetition. In those bitter and depressing days, she was like a spring breeze blowing the bitterness of my youth. Until now, I can't figure out whether she took me to her house that day, intentionally or unintentionally, or if it was some kind of arrangement that I had been planning for a long time. In short, in her empty and gorgeous home, we .......

I now think that a young man's first love should be given to the woman who turned him into a man. I paid a huge price for this, and even the next year I barely managed to get into a second-rate university, and I felt powerless ever since. Because, she's a devilish woman, and she wants to suck me dry.

She didn't go to university and was soon completely immigrated by her father abroad. I remember crying at the airport, and she went like the wind, not taking a cloud with her.

College days, hey, forget it. It's not a university, it's actually a river and lake, and it makes a rookie like me completely transform into a scoundrel. By the way, I vaguely remember one night, I seemed to be drunk, and the next morning, in a hotel suite, there were three women, two men and five drunken people, and clothes and pants and wine bottles all over the floor.

Let's talk about the five women I met this year, laughing at all of them, laughing at karma, crying, and crying ape dung.

Woman A didn't tell me until the end that she wasn't actually a virgin. I said, then you pretend to be really like, and you still see red. Woman A retorted, ** pretending to be more like, and shouting that it hurts, you hurt a fart. So, Girl A and I became buddies, but I did not bother to touch her anymore, even though she was a bare and bright mess.

Girl B is an otaku girl known as a "burrowing animal" who met through a group of friends, and she was unreliable from the beginning, and it was confirmed in the end. I borrowed a Honda Accord for two reasons: 1. It was to avoid drinking. 2. I don't have to go to the hotel. As a result, at a dinner party one day, my friend Monkey secretly told me that Girl B was the bus in one of his q groups. Fortunately, my brother has a habit of carrying rain gear for a long time, otherwise he would have to go to the men's hospital for a check-up.

If the first two belong to my brother and I who come and do not refuse, then the latter ones definitely belong to the unladylike.

Woman C is indeed a white-collar worker in a foreign-funded company, with a high income and a refined life, and it is said that she most longs to walk with her lover on a rainy night in Paris by the Seine. Fuck, I ignored her sparse stubble as soon as I heard that this woman was ambitious and picturesque. After passing the freshness period, I slowly discovered that this woman is an absolute materialistic woman. She was dissatisfied with my new house of only 100 square meters and without a car, and dissatisfied with my attitude of deliberately avoiding shopping with her. I fucked her grandmother, and I even had the face to say that I had never bought her more than half a thousand dollars. I really thought my brother's money was shot from a slingshot fork. So my brother hurriedly waved goodbye to the C girl, leaving not a single beard.

I wanted to take a break. Unexpectedly, the third sister-in-law and brother-in-law took turns bombing and arranging blind dates, so they met Woman D and Daughter E again.

Children's shoes, blind date folks, fellow villagers see fellow villagers, tears in their eyes. I am not alone on a blind date, at that moment, I was possessed by the soul of the third sister-in-law and brother-in-law, long live the great "folks"! Long live the great "check the household registration"!

I told my relatives before that those who are crooked and cracked, slurred, disheveled, and have a split personality are not to be disturbed. D women do not have the above problems, the national civil servant sequence, blackjack homecoming, cigarettes and alcohol do not stick type, no entertainment life type, no network cable type at home, do not wear skirts in summer, blind date speechless type, dress Qing Dynasty type, twist braid type, ....... We came out three times, and we didn't speak more than a hundred words, all of which I asked her to answer, "yes" and "no" answers. My last words were, "Maybe we're not the right fit." She also only said one word: "Yes." ”

E female, hey. Everything was fine, but when we finally finished bathing one day and prepared for a hundred years of good together, I found out that she had no perfume to cover up, and it turned out that she had fox odor and foot odor. Return!

During this year, in addition to encountering a series of love cups, I also felt very unhappy at work.

One of the company's executives had his niece in our department. As soon as she came, this woman was particularly favored by the leadership, and was appointed as the deputy head of the design department, but it seemed that the position of my supervisor had been reversed, and she repeatedly had no level of seriousness with me in formal meetings, and she was a commanding master.

Designer Xiao Liu is a beauty, a slut, and a spy who worked at the Tianjin Station of the Secret Bureau. She worked hard to be low-key, worked hard to suppress her ambition to become the deputy stationmaster, and in terms of design ideas and interpersonal relationships, she was exquisite, left and right, and secretly sent spring to supervisors at all levels from time to time.

One day in the corner of a nightclub, I accidentally saw Xiao Liu hugging the company's vice president with a French wet kiss. This girl is quite successful, because I knew not long ago that she was just engaged.

There are also Xiao Li and Xiao Chen, including Lao Lu, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, I can always feel their hungry desire for power, and I can always perceive their close attention and focus on me.

Of course, the most powerful thing is the leader of the brother, who is not inferior to Stationmaster Wu. His sometimes "looking at the world with cold eyes" can't help but make me wonder if Stationmaster Wu has found ironclad evidence that I stole vegetables at work.

Hey, my brother originally thought that the interpersonal relationship in the joint venture company in the professional and technical field could be shallow, but he didn't think that in the rooster territory, the background relationship is always a strong stroke. As a result, I had to reorient my personal career plan.

The confusion of love and career caused me to be a little negative, which is in line with the overall embarrassment of our post-80s generation after working for a few years. It's like the saying: sometimes you've tried hard, but what you let out is just a fart.

Looking at the leaders, Xiao Liu, Xiao Li, etc., every day, I feel that they are also quite tired, everyone is wearing heavy armor to fight and survive, perfunctory and calculating, and dodging and moving in various role changes. Don't make people feel so embarrassed? Don't let all of us struggle in the "sea of desire."

Looking at the silver needles floating in the cup, I finally understood why some people choose to become monks, live in seclusion or even commit suicide, they are all for a kind of liberation, a kind of detachment.

Damn, my brother thought about one thing, if one day, my brother wakes up and finds that my brother is gone, maybe my brother will really have no desire to be rigid, and my brother will really "cause dust". Hey, for my brother, it's really "all evil and fornication".

Such days, as a matter of course, are boring. In fact, if life has always been like this, just like the old frog that has been entrenched in the deep well all his life, there may be no other coveting. It's just that I made people "suddenly enlightened" once, and my shit life is like discovering another door, although I can't get in, but my heart is itchy.

At noon, the fat man's grandson came to the phone, saying that he had collected a few little Lori, "Crooked" superb, super punctual, just waiting for me and the monkey to go over and let a few chicks kneel and sing "Conquest".

On the other end of the phone, I said, "How many girls have you found? The market is already bad, and you have another garbage stock, isn't this self-inflicted?"

"Fat quality, absolutely guaranteed. You still don't believe me? There are four or five girls tonight, and I'll only drink one scoop, and you love to come. The fat man hung up the phone.

Sure enough, in the evening, I saw that the fat man brought four chicks, and I swept over like an electric shot, well, it's really good, the chicks are sexy, well-developed, childish, and have pink lips. Two of them have a bit of a twins feel.

These "post-80s" chicks are cute, full of style, and they all introduce themselves as art schools, no wonder they can sing and dance, and their clothes are fluttering. This little miniskirt is paired with a small vest with a low open neckline and exposed belly button, this big white leg is covered with ultra-thin black silk stockings, this little jade foot girl is paired with red high roots and rhinestone shoes, this little face is matched with watery eyes and pointed and long eyelashes.

The fat man is a player, he is wealthy, his ancestors are in business, and he can always collect some "porcelain" from schools, song and dance troupes, etc. Of course, these vases also need to be scrubbed and scrubbed by us often, you are willing to do it, plus the fat man took action, so it was also cheaper for me and the monkey to get a little polarized.

These chicks are crazy tonight. We first drank a few whiskeys and Chivas Regal in a slow shake, and then went into the box to continue the whole thing, and the whole brothers and sisters almost knelt down to worship the handle, and the whole chicks hugged me and loved each other, snuggled up to each other, and hated each other.

The fat man, the treacherous and cunning, and the monkey and the yellow finch are all ready to carry out the final "Armageddon", sharpening their knives to the pigs and sheep. It looks like my brother is a little foaming at the mouth by the chicks back and forth. What my brother wants is not the last three seconds, what my brother wants is loneliness. Who knows how bitter my brother is at this time.

Brother is not drinking, brother is pouring wine, brother does not need to draw fists, brother pours himself drink, brother does not need to urinate, brother uses mouth to defecate, brother does not need to be supported by a girl, brother is live broadcast. Brother is drunk.

Tonight's girls are unusual, fuck me!, one by one, they get more and more energetic and not tired, damn it, only I look like I'm drunk.

I stared at the sofa in the box for a while, and then I was set up in a trance, and in a daze, everyone surrounded me, and the two chicks sandwiched me in the middle and got into the car.

In this way, I still don't forget to touch a few handfuls of oil with both hands when I am delirious, I only feel that the tentacles are full, elastic and charming, and the nose is full of fragrance, well, bourbon vetiver, it should be Chanel 5. Smell the fragrance and know the woman, this girl must be a wave.

I don't know how long the car drove, but I slept all the way with my head resting on my shoulders and holding my jade legs. When I got to the ground, I felt that the cold wind was swishing and the night was as cold as water, and I squinted and saw that it was dark and silent, and I suddenly woke up halfway from drinking.

......。 "I'm going to come here to play 'Saucer Fairy'?" I scolded a little uncontrollably.