What kind of experience is it to
have a “royal sister” friend?
Round Table Collection Year Love and Marriage Guide Story Archives Zhihu Official Account Creation Statement: The content includes fictional creation Salt Selection Column Title: “Spicy Love” Author: Late Night Emotional Research Institute Focus on Marriage, Love and Other Emotional Stories She is the middle of a medium-sized company, with an annual salary of 60,000, maybe more. I went to her department as
soon as I graduated and finished the first one, followed by the first and third one she gave me.
This is an emotional night talk. The story is fictional. Please don’t worry about it. ) 1 2016 5 5 5. I had the impulse to write something for the first time
tonight, so I wrote it.
I don’t know what a child is like when he is in love, but I know what a child is like when he is not in love.
Summed up in two words: polite, gentle and courteous. The child of
my mouth I am nine years old, this year 32, just passed tonight, in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the TV station, I pay the bill.
Yes, I am the milk dog of your mouth, or the wolf dog.
She has beautiful skin and legs, a slap face, and eyes like almonds, round, sparkling, and forever innocent.
She’s in the middle of a medium-sized company with an annual salary of 60,000 yuan, maybe more. I went to her department as
soon as I graduated and finished the first one, followed by the first and third one she gave me.
I don’t know when I started dating her.
Maybe it’s not good. It’s my wishful thinking. The first time
she appeared before me was a summer.
I graduated, signed this company, paid well, and had lunch with my buddies. The membership privilege has unlocked the salt selection column worth ¥ 19.90, and the first sight is her. His
hair was simply pulled back, his mouth turned up, and he said Hi to me.
Can you believe it? At that moment, facing the sun, I knew I had fallen.
I’ll try to get her team.
Her ability to do is very strong, and it is not necessary to do it. Then I will work harder for her.
When she is at 8 o’clock in the evening, I am at 8 o’clock. I have nothing to do, so I stare blankly at the computer screen, playing other reports. In fact, my mind is full of her shadow.
She probably saw it, too.
She’s such a smart girl, but she doesn’t care. The person who
approached her was also very clumsy in finding a loan.
I invited my colleague to drink, and after three rounds, I picked the beginning of the conversation and made fun of her.
She blushed, sipped her drink, and smiled, not at all like a leader.
After a while, she went to the bathroom.
While she was away, a guy caught me in the dark and heckled, “Why don’t we always be single?”?
Do you dare to chase?
I pounded the table and said I would chase, and three of them took it. Silence
around, I looked back, she stood under the shadow like this, there was no half chagrin on her face. The laughter on the
table rose again after the moment, and the absurd words continued, only I could hear the loud noise.
I snuck up on her, and her hair mixed with the smell of alcohol drifted into my nasal cavity, and my voice trembled.
I want to chase you.
She didn’t say yes, she didn’t say no.
As always, smiling.
Then, as a matter of course, I went to live in her house. The process of
chasing her is very simple and routine.
I buy her breakfast every morning and send her home in the evening.
She always grinned and said, “Why, I really have to promise you after three months?”?
But there aren’t three of us.
That night, I sent her home, and she let me stay.
I slept on her couch, couldn’t sleep a wink all night, and my mind was full of dreams and poppies in full bloom.
I really like her, even if it’s a joke, even if I know she’s 9 years old, even if I know she may not be me. I
like her. I’m not kidding.
She likes me, too, but only to the point of liking me. 22016 year, 5, 5, 8, here I come.
Things are packed, tomorrow, before the next time.
Many friends said that after reading it, they thought I was writing.
If you really say how good, say forever live in the story, will not hurt, will not cry.
Not like me. When I was
the Spring Festival, I mentioned it to her nervously and wanted her to go home with me.
She refused. The company was in a hurry. She had to stay and watch the stall. We had a quarrel two days
ago, and I didn’t want to provoke her again at this festival, so I could only reluctantly say to her that I would go back. On the first day
home, as soon as we hung up the video phone, HR sent me a text message telling me that I would not go to work at the beginning of the year.
She fired me.
I held the machine in bed for a long time, unable to speak, as if the chest had been punched, a hole was broken, and all that floated out was the sound of ridicule. I
was too presumptuous.
Just now she was on the other end of the phone, and her eyes were full of tenderness and she asked me to take good care of her. Then she hung up, and everything was different. In fact,
the company has already had a flow, saying that she made a secret deal and gave all the good items to the milk dog.
A lot of people refused to accept it and sued her.
During that time, she was really in a bad state. I saw her in my eyes, but I was also childish and proud. I felt that she was mine. My brain was still like that in school. I felt that catching up with the school beauty was catching up with the whole world. When
the Spring Festival approached, the road of life came up. I was so busy that I was dizzy. I didn’t go home for a good day. I stayed up late and lay down on the sofa of the company. I continued on the first day. In
this way, when I suddenly went back to give her a surprise, I bumped into the general manager who had just come out of her room.
Always stiff, three years old, good-looking, can be outstanding, but also do not hide their affection for her.
I was always in a daze. I turned around and whispered to her. She smiled and nodded, as usual. I had a bad temper
that day, and I went round and round in the room like an exploding cat.
She was sitting on the couch looking at me, wearing my T-shirt just enough to cover her ass.
When I had scratched enough, I went up to her and stared at her for an explanation, and she opened. I have the
general passport. He came to pick it up. Don’t leave it.
Her words are full of holes. How can
total passport be on her card?
But she was too gentle and willing to explain to me.
I can’t get down, but I still feel bad.
I sat next to her and buried my head in her lap, and her hands helped me along with my hair.
I’m as bright as a mirror, but I don’t want to admit it.
She never sends me in the circle of friends, nor does she allow me to send her.
She would not hold my arm outside, nor would she allow me to call her name outside.
I should address her as General Manager Ou.
But she also has the time to be good to me, she will kiss me to cook.
On weekends, when I have nothing to do, she will go to the market to pick out what I like to eat, buy it and bring it back. She will pound it in the kitchen and won’t let me insert it.
She cooks so well that it looks like life on her slender wrist.
I squatted on the edge of the chopping board and watched her carefully cut it into strips. The sun shone on her side face. She looked back at me and touched my hair.
At that moment, I felt very happy, it was a kind of happiness and sadness like firewood.
I never thought she’d fire me out of the blue.
She could have told me that she couldn’t stand the gossip and that I would quit for her.
But she didn’t tell me because she didn’t trust me.
She probably believed those words and thought I was with her for fame and fortune.
She was so funny that I rolled on the bed with laughter, my stomach hurt so much that I almost vomited, and my face was still smiling.
My mother rushed into the room and was scared silly by my appearance.
The room was full of vomit. She thought I was going to die. She hugged me and cried. She said that if she didn’t do it, she didn’t do it. Mom retired and could support you.
At that moment, I looked at my mother’s hair and thought she was an asshole.
I deleted her WeChat, wrote a resume at the Spring Festival and sent it out.
Perhaps the previous performance was good, and not long after the Spring Festival, it was chosen by another company.
It’s the same city. I
carried my mother’s hometown specialty on my back, and all I planned on the way was how to get back at her. The boss of the
new work is a middle-aged man with great courage and rich family background.
He gave me so much trust that he gave me an item as soon as he went.
I am often busy until I hurry up in the evening.
Go home and wash up and fall asleep.
Don’t think I’m bitter, but I know this is what I want. Too
busy to stop, there is no time to think about her.
Every two years, my mother introduced a child to me. I
heard that I should ask for leave and go out for dinner.
I looked at the photo, beautiful eyebrows, nothing wrong, also agreed.
Just before I was about to go out, I received a text message from Ou. Where are
you?
」「…… What’s it to you? Do
you miss me?
I began to shiver, and just as I was about to go out, I drew back my feet, and the dirt beat uncontrollably.
My feet seemed to be bound by ropes, and I clenched them and tried my best to swallow what I wanted to say.
No.
“” Huh?
I missed you.
I miss you, then?
At that moment I felt like she was really evil.
I didn’t go on a blind date. I can’t let go of Ou. A blind date is harmful to other girls. When
my mother called to urge me, I was sitting in front of her, watching her drink soup, looking up at me from time to time, smiling, with soup stains on my mouth, looking very tempting.
I pressed my mother’s phone and went home with her.
We made up. That night, she was smoking on the bed. When I came out of the toilet, she turned to look at me. Her beautiful shoulder blade was like a butterfly to dance. More than
three years old, the material is still so good, no wonder men are obsessed with her.
I thought viciously.
She looked at me, put down the cigarette and spit out her head.
You found out. I smoke when I
miss you, but you don’t miss me at all. It’s so sad.
Her words were soft and gentle like mud, and I stepped into them.
And then we lived together.
She didn’t say anything about firing me, and I knew that she had made a connection to help me manage the new company.
It’s hers and mine, and it’s natural to pay back the debt.
I began to use her card, her money to buy clothes, shoes, machines, computers, when I also bought a watch. Every time
I spend a sum of money, her machine will receive a reminder, she never moves, her mood is like a hole, absorbing all the joys and sorrows.
She has no emotions. She doesn’t love me.
I can also not love her, because you see, I am bright in her money is not it? 320 16 years 5 59.
Come to update. I am at the airport now, and I will be in Beijing soon. Thank you for the friends who
like me and feel sorry for me.
Some friends are scolding her. Don’t scold her. I wish. About
love, I don’t know.
Like today, today is her, we broke up, I mentioned.
Today, I invited her to dinner at the revolving restaurant. I wore a suit and tie.
She was wearing a green dress, and the shoes on her feet were almost as light as if she were going to get up.
She sat in front of me, drinking clam soup, so delicate and expensive that I couldn’t help staring at her until she raised her eyes, tilted her head slightly and smiled at me. What’s
the matter?
I looked up and drank the wine, and the mellow taste went into my stomach and came out spicy. I
‘m a coward, and I have to rely on alcohol to boost my courage.
“I’m going to be transferred to Beijing.” The words stuck in my voice. I poured a cup and didn’t dare to look at her.
Her shadow fell on the wall of my cup and did not move.
That’s a good thing. If you
go, you may not come back.
“” Well, Beijing is developing. If you have a firm foothold there, don’t come back.
I get it. When I drank the
first glass of wine, she was still smiling, and her smile was like a hole, which could swallow up all the pleading I wanted to say.
I want to say, please keep me, or please come with me.
I beg you to make jokes, and I beg you to be tearful.
Please, even once, let me feel that you are reluctant to part with me, you love me.
As long as there is one time, I won’t go anywhere. If you want a wolf dog, I will be a wolf dog. If you want a milk dog, I will be a milk dog. From now on, I will stay in front of and behind your saddle.
But she didn’t.
She lowered her head and drank the clam soup delicately, so steady that the spoon did not even make a sound against the wall.
She doesn’t love me. There are good feelings, but that’s not love.
She understood what I meant and was in charge of the number. She had already practiced the ability to listen and know. She didn’t know how to answer me, so she refused me so tactfully.
It doesn’t hurt me. It hurts me.
I looked down at the wine, and the red liquid reflected my appearance. I felt that the appearance of love was too ugly. I really looked like a dog, the kind of stray dog that had fallen out.
I took her home first, and she insisted on calling a designated driver.
Three of the space is even more awkward, I grabbed her and looked out of the window, she was silent, until the next. When
hers was pulled out of mine, the void filled the gap in an instant.
Very cold, oozing head.
She took two steps back, knocked, and stooped to look at me.
She didn’t speak. The light was deep.
After that, she stretched out her slender fingers on the back of my neck, pulled me forward, and kissed me deeply on the lips.
I forgot if I kissed her. When
she left, I kept my head up, and her heels clattered on the ground.
I quietly drew back my neck, paid the bill for the designated driver, and sat downstairs with her smoking for two hours.
The first time I waited for her to come out, I waited for two hours.
Then when I leave, I have to make up two hours. When the
last cigarette went out, I looked up. Her
lungs smelled bitter, her light had gone out, and the slight movement of the curtains was like an illusion.
I gently said good night to her, then went home, answered the question and bought a ticket to Beijing.
In fact, when I think of the beautiful moments between us, those moments made me feel that she loved me.
Imagine, a beautiful sexy, cooked at home, when you come back and ask you, do you miss me?
And when she came home late from work, she would put it for me, sit by the bathtub and put her fingers in my wet hair to massage me.
She would bite my shoulder, jump up and put her arms around my neck and kiss my face.
She will cook a lot of delicious food for me, all of which I like to eat, and stare at me to eat.
She would also pick me up at night when I was drinking and drunk, let me vomit, and help me wash my clothes and pants. I don’t believe she’s not serious in
those moments.
But how about being serious? She always treats me as a child when I am 9 years old.
My mom found out about us. I never thought she’d be this hysterical.
She asked me to go home and meet my -year-old girl on a blind date arranged by her.
She thought Ou was bad, but she didn’t know that she hadn’t spent any money on Ou in the past year.
I always felt that as long as I spent her money, I was the face she kept, and she could treat me better. There will always be goodwill
for what has been paid.
But these can’t fill me.
I want love. She just wants to keep me.
She wanted our relationship to be simple and straightforward, and even when I asked her for the last time before I decided to leave if I wanted to get married, she just blinked and said with a smile, “Do you understand?”?
I ***ing figured it out, and I know she figured it out.
She doesn’t love me, how bright. 420 16 5 5 11.
When I arrived in Beijing, I deleted her cut style, but she didn’t look for me, so let it go. The family was scattered, and I was an anti-teaching material who came to the crooked building. 5 2018 5 5 14.
I’ve come to dig the grave. Keep updating.
I rolled and crawled back from Beijing.
She had an accident, her leg was broken, and she had to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
I got the news this morning and rushed into her house with Li in the afternoon.
In the past two years, I stayed in Beijing and blocked all her news.
I don’t know if she came to me. My
friend told me about it when she was chatting, saying that she didn’t want to live after the disaster.
Mine suddenly hurts. It’s been so
long, but it still hurts. It hurts to move, drink and vomit.
I owe her the karma of the previous generation, and this generation will pay it back.
But besides the pain, I am still faintly excited.
My butterfly wing is broken. She can’t. I still have
her keys, and she hasn’t changed the locks. When
I drove in, I looked at the fruit bowl that was always left behind. I threw the fruit bowl out of the window.
She looked at me in amazement. It’s been so
long. She’s worn a lot. She’s got wrinkles.
No makeup, lips, really want to give her a kiss red spot.
She was sitting in a wheelchair, her nose flapping slightly.
I pointed at her nose and scolded her.
I said, “You want to take care of me. You want a man to call me. What’s good about that surname?”?
Man, if I don’t have sperm, I won’t have more money in the future. Are you blind if you follow him?
“I said,” You are lame and your leg is broken. Zhu, I won’t want you anymore. You are dead. You can’t. You can’t run away this generation. Do you know? I couldn’t help crying as
I cursed, and I was very unpromising.
I cried and said, “If you need to be taken care of, come to me. I will take care of you. I will be good to you. My generation will take care of you. Will I support you?”?
She looked at me with those round eyes, and as she looked, her eyes turned down, her mouth deflated, and then she began to cry.
She was crying and hitting me. She was crazy and her hair was disheveled.
She shouted that I didn’t want your sympathy, but she kept her hand on mine and didn’t leave.
I am so unpromising, go out to start a business also have no very good achievements, can only hope that her wings are broken, in my side, I hugged her, but steadfast.
Because I can touch her, emotional, no longer hidden child, I know she will not leave me again.
I am so unpromising. 62018 5 5 17.
He went to bed, and I updated his number.
I am the sister he said. I don’t know what a child is like in love, because I am no longer a child.
I didn’t love. I didn’t know how to love before him.
All these years, the work has been crushing me.
And by the way, maintain good looks and a healthy posture. The night
he said he would, I was going crazy.
The fingernails were pinched out before he refrained from begging him to stay.
I’m already fine. Focus on not getting lost ~
