Xiaomu seemed to be trapped in the painful memories and never spoke again.

Lin Shao added: "There is a sequel to this matter. The Qian man fainted at the hospital gate that day and was carried back. Her family rushed over and found out the truth, so she turned against my sister-in-law's house. My sister-in-law unexpectedly supported Xiaomu. You don't know. When Xiaomu had a problem with her face in the past, my sister-in-law cried every day, and she burst into tears when she saw Xiaomu's face. The final outcome was just that. The relationship between the two families was just a good match before, but later they became enemies."

After listening to the "Xiaomu Revenge" I sighed: "You family are too vengeful."

When Lin Shao heard this, he burst into laughter. He was much heavier than his cousin. Many times he pursued a woman purely because of revenge. Lin Shao once pursued a girl because she didn't look at her directly, and also pursued a girl because of a girl's unintentional words. The most nonsense is that Lin Shao also pursued a girl who scolded him every day.

It was when Lin Shao was in his junior year and had already become famous in school. A girl named Tian Jingjing scolded Lin Shao on various occasions for a long time. Her urination was like Fang Zhouzi later, and she relied on insulting celebrities to gain prominence. Later, when Lin Shao was angry, he went to soak Tian Jingjing.

Why do I say that I was angry? Because Tian Jingjing is quite average. Under normal circumstances, Lin Shao, a girl of this level, is disdainful to soak. From the fact that she went to soak Tian Jingjing, you can imagine how angry Lin Shao was at that time.

In the end, the two were together for more than a month and broke up without any surprises.

Since he got Tian Jingjing, Lin Shao also created a joke. He often asked the girl he met for the first time: "Take a brain teaser, Tian Jingjing, how many words are there in this name?"

I asked Lin Shao: "By the way, how did you get Tian Jingjing into it? Isn't she quite strong?"

Lin Shao: "Gangli? Is it anal fissure? This girl has a fantasy of an ugly duckling changing the world. She probably regards herself as the kind of Shancai who bullies Daomingsi in idol dramas. She thinks she can change me, and she also tries to train me to become a good person. I can only say that she is too simple and I can't do anything to fight like this. Many women who are with Playboys think they can change this man, so they continue to be fooled. Later I thought about it, this is probably a lottery psychology. Many people buy lottery tickets and say that they can try their luck casually, and always fantasize in their hearts that they can win 5 million."

Maybe he is right. I put myself in my shoes and thought about it. Every time I buy a lottery, I don’t have hope in my mouth, but deep in my heart, I always hold a 0.0001% luxury hope, hoping that I will win the jackpot. In fact, I have never even won the 5 yuan consolation prize.

After a while, I smiled and said, "So you pretend that you might be changed every time, and let those girls change you one by one?"

Lin Shao said solemnly: "It's not that I pretended to be that way, I was like that. In my heart, I believe that I will change for a woman, but I haven't met that woman yet."

I thought about it and gave him two words: "Beast."

Mr. Lin retorted: "Don't always say to me, how much better can you be? Don't say you don't have the desire to take revenge. Nana was originally my friend, but later when something happened to her, she didn't say hello to me."

When I first heard the words Nana, I didn’t even remember who Mr. Lin was talking about.

After thinking about it carefully, I was trapped in long-lasting memories again.

It was a very unexpected opportunity. Lin Shao and I went to a party. I went with a curious attitude. After I went there, I regretted it. I found that I had no interaction with the people in that circle. That situation was the same as in the movie. A grassroots mistakenly entered a banquet for rich people, and they were out of place.

At that time, Shao Lin was launching a fierce offensive against a girl at the party, and there was no intention of retreating. I was just smoking a cigarette in the corner and passing the time. At that moment, I found that I was in a good state of mind. I was not as resentful as the protagonist in YY novels, so much that I thought that everyone around me was doing meaningless things. On the contrary, I found that everyone around me had a high level of knowledge and cultivation, and these people knew how to use their network resources.

Just when I was bored, an impressive girl appeared.

Her name is Nana, she is very friendly and started chatting with me without saying a word.

Looking back, this story is really old-fashioned. Many movies have such a scattered plot. It is nothing more than a young proletarian man feeling at a loss in the capitalist circle. A little bourgeois woman appears and brings warmth to this young proletarian man.

And I happened to experience such a bad plot in person. What can I do?

Just like the one I played in the movie, I was full of gratitude and affection for Nana at that time.

After chatting with her for half an hour, I realized something was wrong. I thought the weird color of her cup was an ordinary drink, but later I realized that the alcohol content of this thing was not ordinary. As Nana said, she obviously felt a little drunk.

After drinking two glasses in a row, she pulled me out.

I asked weakly after walking out of the door: "Where to go?"

She also replied with three words: "Get breathable."

I let her pull her and stroll in the night.

Feeling the warmth coming from her little hand, I remembered a song: Hold your hand, your little hand, until you grow old...

I originally wanted to be purer and look at what I encountered tonight with a simple perspective.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t do this. On that night, I felt the warmth coming from her palm. My mind was filled with phrases of two words: Li Ri? Pang Tong? Jiang Gan?

Well, I admit that I am so lewd that I have no face to face this innocent world.

At this moment when everything seemed to be in vain, Lin Shao called me to retreat.

In the end, I reluctantly said goodbye to Nana.

On the way back that day, my indolent laughter floated in the night sky, and I couldn't help but share my romantic encounter with Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin said: "I know that woman, you and her..."

I was nervous: "Does her and I have room for development?"

Lin Shao: "Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

I said, "Tell me a lie first and comfort me."

Lin Shao: "If you have fun, you can still have some fun with her."

I asked, "What about the truth?"

Lin Shao: "Tell the truth, you and her are not from the same world at all."

I feel very stressed.

Even though I only spent two hours with Nana, I already felt that she and I were indeed not from the same world.

I tossed and turned that night until I finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, and I finally figured it out.

The so-called thinking through is probably another kind of self-hypnosis.

I successfully convinced myself. I thought, maybe she was in a bad mood, maybe she talked to me so much because she was drunk, maybe she held my hand and walked around for so long with a purely friendly attitude. When she woke up tomorrow, everything was a cloud, and it was impossible for her and I to do so.

I had just convinced myself that it was less than ten minutes, and she called me after 10 o'clock that night.

My calm heart suddenly became turbulent and asked her, "I haven't slept so late?"

She said: "I went back to lie on the sofa and fell asleep accidentally. I just heard the gunshots on the TV and woke me up again. I couldn't sleep and wanted to find someone to chat. Where did we talk before?"

I hate that I have such a good memory: "When you talk about you saying you want to catch ten thousand fireflies..."

She was very excited: "Yes, I remembered that I always wanted to catch ten thousand fireflies, like cartoons, use a big net to net them, and then ten thousand fireflies fly like hot air balloons, and fly around with me..."

I thought about it and said, "That's the case, ten thousand may not be enough."

She said: "Then there are 20,000."

I said, "Okay, you won."

She was silent for a few seconds and suddenly turned her back: "No, what do you mean? Are you turning a corner and saying that I'm overweight?"

I was surprised: "You are so thin and you are overweight?"

She said: "You don't know, I've been two pounds heavier this month than last month. Two pounds, and I don't want to live anymore!"

I can't understand why a person doesn't want to live after he has heavier than two pounds.

We chatted for a long time that night, and this was probably my second phone call since I said goodbye to high school.

We agreed to go swimming tomorrow afternoon.

The next morning, I forced myself to get up and excitedly went to buy a bag of swimming trunks.

After lunch, I waited for Nana's call.

We agreed to go swimming last night, but we didn't say where to go swimming.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I called Nana.

I heard a very professional voice. I was not sure if she had the professional smile of the welcome lady on her face when she spoke in this tone.

She said she forgot.

I tried to find a reason to comfort myself, for example, she was not clear when she just woke up.

The reality is that when you hear her voice, you will know that this person is particularly sober and she has definitely been up for a long time.

I had prepared a lot of things to say to her, but in the end I chose not to say it.

Every time I think of Nana, I feel very simple, ridiculous. I haven’t used a song to recall a girl for a long time. Today I have to have a song to look back at the process between me and this girl. It’s just a song: “You said that holding hands is an agreement, but my dear is not love…”
Chapter completed!