Chapter 5 The fourth series and I'm still waiting

In Wuhan dialect, there is a very special witticism for the occasional diligence of lazy people, which is called: Fa Diligent.Like high fever and nervousness, it is a sudden and unreasonable sickness. Last weekend, I worked hard, bought a large bottle of glass cleaner, climbed up to a high place to clean the windows, watched the windows gradually clear up, and said to my husband with a sense of accomplishment, "Maybe I should be a full-time wife." He glanced at me and snorted, "You? Not qualified." Could it be cooking, laundry, cleaning... Ah no, of course I can't do it.When diligence becomes the norm, just like the continuous high fever of SARS patients, lazy people like me, I am afraid that I will die long ago, and my soul will return to Lihentian.

There are more and more full-time wives among friends. Sometimes, I envy them for their leisure. They don't get up until ten o'clock, and they are either in the gym or in the beauty salon in the afternoon.Occasionally, I will be tempted. Think again, how can I ask my husband for money?As proud as I am, I will definitely feel that there are thorns rolling around on the tip of my tongue. A full-time wife is actually a job, the office is at home, the boss is the spouse, and the main job is to please the boss.In this evil commodity society, we have long known that bosses and employees are inherently unequal.

People say that they are flowers in a greenhouse, the wind does not blow the head and the rain does not hit the face, at most they are angry with their husbands - and there is only one person.I would rather work outside and be angered by 10,000 people, and there are still 10,000 people who want to be angered by me. No matter how difficult the workplace is, there will always be opportunities for you to grow.unemployment?Just change it.economic depression?Desolate days are still starving craftsmen.Boss bullying?If you can bear it, you can bear it, if you can't bear it, leave, dare to give me a penny less, and there is also the "Labor Law".

Marriage is the smallest arena, and all storms cannot be avoided.For full-time wives, divorce?If you lose your job, and you are no longer young and beautiful, how do you start looking for another job? Economic downturn?Husband is laid off and still supports you for free, you are not ashamed to kill yourself; husband bullying?Is there a second way out besides Shinobi?Even if you get divorced, how can you justly say to the court: He should give me money, because I am his wife, and I slept with him.I don't know what other people think, and it's a great shame for me. If a man loves me, it must be because of my benefit. In his love, there is pampering and respect.When I'm just his appendage, another piece of furniture in the house, how much of his love is left?And if I rely on his love, this moment is my precipice.

I didn't make up this story. I saw a post on a frequent forum: "I was blackmailed by GF years ago - a Christmas gift of 500 yuan." The girlfriend of the post owner took a fancy to a pair of shoes worth more than 500 yuan and asked him to give her a gift.He refused, because "five hundred yuan is enough for a rural child to complete three years of junior high school tuition."He said sternly: Although he cherishes this relationship very much, he decided to break up. He is not short of money, nor is he stingy, but "if the relationship depends on money to maintain, I will not cherish it."The most interesting thing is that his ID is called: sincerity always hurts, I don't know what kind of sincerity it is, I can't even afford a pair of shoes.

The chaos has not yet happened, and the confidante has never died young. It has nothing to do with the country's hatred and family feud, but the love in the prosperous age is as weak as tofu, and cannot withstand the slight molestation of personnel. Does she really want these shoes that much?In this era of material flood, it is difficult to find anything that can make people linger in their dreams and aspire to achieve it.Maybe she just wants him to pay the bill generously, the kind of "as long as you want, as long as I have" pet, happily put the shoes he gave on his feet, the softness and warmth of the leather is the temperature of his heart.Since then, every step of her life has been in the spring.

Is he really a top cheapskate?Five hundred yuan is just the cost of a meal for three or four friends.He may not be able to afford it, but he refuses to be asked. He doesn't owe her anything.Suddenly, I became wary, could she be a gold digger?It is a great shame for a man to be loved not for himself but for money. Everything is uncertain, like in the Beijing opera "Sanchakou", the two groped and struggled in the dark, and the occasional touch made the heart jump.But this fear and speculation is enough to kill an immature love. I said that people don't feel pain in their backs when they stand and talk, but when it's my turn, I still can't look away.A man claimed to have had a crush on me for a long time, but when he came back from the United States to see me, his hands were empty.Immediately, I felt that this person was very tasteless, and I simply didn't bother to talk to him—even if I bought a bottle of duty-free perfume at the airport.

When you say you love me, this is just a sweet talk, which is "SWEETNOTHING" in English-sweet and nothing.How can I let a man know?For a woman, a gift is a man's willingness to give. It is his careful guessing of the woman's mind, his inconsistency with the waiter at the counter, and his anxiety and slightly wet palms at the moment of sending it out... Gifts are at least real objects. Even if love is gone, it still follows the principle of material immortality, which is conclusive evidence. And it is often the men who are willing to spend money for them that impress women.During the period of the Republic of China, there was a passionate young woman who used sex as a bait to kill a certain traitor, and the assassination took place at a jewelry store.The man didn't know it, so he just smiled and said, "Aren't we going to buy a ring as a souvenir? Just a diamond ring, okay? Something better." It was packed in a small dark blue velvet box, and it was a pink diamond, the size of a pea.She put the pink diamond ring on her hand and looked sideways. Compared with her rose-red nail polish, it was actually only slightly reddish, not too big, but extremely bald, shiny, like a star, red. There must be a sense of mystery.Worth eleven gold bars. "This person really loves me, she thought suddenly, and her heart thumped." With a sudden thought, she let him go, and took her own life in vain.This is a novel by Eileen Chang.

Is she in love with diamonds?No, she is in love with what she thinks she is.And all this is still a misunderstanding. don't let me see your closet A pair of young lovers, both my acquaintances, came to cry after they quarreled.I just listened to it as an oral record.This time, it was the girl who checked all the short messages on the boy's cell phone, and immediately forced him to explain who and who and who, what the previous sentence meant, and where to start the next sentence.The boy refused to give up, and he was still angrily talking about it to me: Why is she so naive?Between lovers, there should be a locked wardrobe.

He was right.At this point in time, everyone is an old house, not necessarily five lives, at least there is a vague name in the bottom of my heart, right?There are too many things in life that you don't need but can't throw away.It's clean in the closet.Those who dare to say "everything you have to tell others" usually have a very boring life, and people are not willing to listen after chasing and telling others. But, since it needs to be locked, why not hide the wardrobe together? The space of love is extremely narrow, and there is no room for a grain of sand in the eyes of a beholder, let alone such a large piece of furniture as a wardrobe.I know this is your privacy, and you are not going to share it with me, so I can't help guessing: is it a lot of money?Traces of an old love?Passport ticket?You have two children in the country... The secret is temptation, dark and blood-red, irresistible.It's human nature to guess, don't doubt, don't ask questions, and have no jealousy, just like Yueniang in the movie, it's because she has no love for Ximen Qing.Where there is love, there must be doubts, and this is the torment of love.

Maybe you can go around cautiously, pretending to turn a blind eye, it is a blind spot in your vision, but from then on, all your actions are in the blind spot.You have never talked to me, how can I be honest with each other?Therefore, never mentioning it, silence is like a black screen, but imagination is as wanton as legend, this is a kind of dark punishment.Every hug and kiss reminds me of: wardrobe, secrets and estrangement, and the hearts of loving and loving each other. And if I can't resist and vow to open the closet, I'm afraid I will have to face the hurt of the truth.Some mistakes, whether they are small flaws or major obstacles, really depend on the situation.And you, like a person who is taking a toilet in the bathroom, the door is suddenly opened, and the feeling of being swept away at that moment, will it become a lifelong injury?You are the most invisible place, being trespassed. Liu Ru, a woman from Hedong, scolded her husband like this: "You have to get out of my eyes after you marry me. Don't let me see it again. If you see a shadow of hair, you get out immediately." Not to be underestimated. So I said to the boy: You can associate with MM, but it is best to clear up even the traces afterwards.Like an old monk carrying a beautiful woman across a river, letting go immediately after getting ashore.Why leave a locked wardrobe when there is nothing left?I have always read "New Concept English" and heard an English proverb: Skeletons in the closet—every household has dark spots.There is no one in the middle of the night, and there is a locked wardrobe in the room. Even if it is empty, I can't hold back my imagination: ah, there may be... Are you afraid of it?Not to mention her. I can't hide the closet properly, and complain about the immaturity of women, ah bah, stupid. During this period of time, the little girl who was familiar with her was not very happy, and asked her, saying that she was forced to marry.I was taken aback.It turned out that her mother's colleague introduced her a boyfriend. When she heard that such an old-fashioned thing came to her, she immediately refused. Little Meimei was tempted—then she reprimanded herself and refused even more simply. After hearing this, I beat my chest and stamped my feet, even more anxious than her: This is an opportunity, how can I give up.Auntie is the matchmaker for you. Of course, she thinks you are suitable for IKEA, so she launched it grandly. Don’t you have the surprise of being spotted by a headhunting company?The iron law of headhunting must be to pry into a place with better treatment. Similarly, the aunt who watched you grow up will pick a man for you?What you encounter outside yourself is not necessarily like this. As I talked, I felt like Zhang Matchmaker or Li Mama.Qian Zhongshu said: Being a matchmaker and being a mother are the two basic desires of a woman, and it doesn't look bad. It's another matter for men and women to please each other for sex and money.If it's marriage... Everyone's life circle is limited, and there are only a handful of ways to meet the opposite sex: classmates, colleagues, encounters, plus a new star-online dating. Theoretically speaking, when men and women get along day and night when they are studying, Liang Zhu's encounters should be everywhere. In fact, everyone thinks back on their high school and college days—before junior high school, they are still ignorant, so needless to mention—I feel that frogs and dinosaurs abound. "The campus is full of handsome men and beautiful women. I have never met before. Not to mention colleagues.As usual in the company, there are eight wives who talk about husbands and children all day long, middle-aged handsome guys who eat tofu from girls everywhere, and occasionally meet a few unmarried people of the right age, but in such a competitive society, Feng Lazi said it well: who is not black eyed? Like a chicken.Black-eyed chickens have no gender, and of course they cannot fall in love. I collided with someone on the street corner, of course I was hit like a flash, a full-length urban romance drama camera... But I was only hit by a bicycle, and hit my person, and I ran away quickly. I couldn't catch him. Nothing. What about online dating?The worst case scenario is that the person you're flirting with isn't a human being, but a curmudgeonly fox - who hasn't had time to turn into a human being yet. From this point of view, the benefits of a blind date are numerous: both parties on the blind date are very clear about what they are doing, which has ensured effective communication; since the blind date is introduced by someone, not everyone knows the basics, but they know a little bit, and the threshold of credit has been artificially established. increase, the degree of fortification of the party can be reduced a little; the introducer will not be mad, and bring together men and women with extremely incompatible conditions, the trading platform is the same, and the success rate of the transaction is increased; At least, if he doesn't give you face, why doesn't he give Aunt Zhang a face... Hey, what am I doing?I'm talking about a blind date, like a bank's latest credit card.But what's the difference?Marriage is nothing more than an investment project in our life, and a blind date is definitely low-cost and high-efficiency. Vulgar, right?But that romance without the quality of life is nothing but frivolity. When you calmly say: he is very mature and can accommodate me; he has a good income, so I don’t have to bear the pressure of housing; he is a golden husband, and I am a female white-collar worker, and we will become a super-platinum combination... There is nothing wrong with that.You are very clear about what you are doing. Any career, even if it is just to please a man and a woman, requires such a clear mind, clear reason and determination. But, if we're talking about love, I have to admit that love is something you can't help. My love always begins with the flesh.I have always loved his beautiful face, his sweat dripping like gold beads falling to the ground under the scorching sun, the strong fins of fish on his back in the swimming pool, and his young, never-tired body. I also love Sexy Minds.I am very moved by learning, and I myself like to throw three thousand volumes at leisure, and I am also happy to listen to interesting and insightful conversations.Even in ignorance, even in childishness, there is a fire of wisdom hidden in it, like a diamond sleeping in a vein of coal.I would bend down gently and dig with my thin hands, not minding the cracked nails. And more love, driven by the mystery of genes.There are some destined people in life who suddenly meet, and suddenly smell the breath of the sea deep in the soul, which is the fragrance of ether.Hormones make the decisions for me, and there's nothing I can do about it. Like everyone, I try to love rationally without regret. Age, money or status are all attractive to me. I admit that I am not a so-called temperamental person, and I will always measure and compare.But when it comes to love, love is another thing.And I have never met a rich man or a great Confucianist. What he has in one aspect has already surpassed what he has in everything. In this way, I thought of Pan Jinlian.She is just a well-known slut, she was a villain of a small family at first—killed her husband, and then became an evil concubine of everyone—killed her husband indirectly.But she was sincere to Ximen Qing. Yueniang, Yulou, Li Ping'er...the women of Ximenqing surround the man for money, life or the stability of the whole life.Only Jinlian doesn't pay attention to the man's money and power, and her love is the most plain body, sex, and the sound of the pipa that he can understand on a snowy night.He hurt and insulted her, but she called him with all her heart, "My handsome friend." I believe that these five words are love. And too many people don't even have the chance to meet the handsome enemy in their hearts. I can quite understand the so-called "three no men".Just like I always only buy yogurt with a fixed taste, I don't even look at other brands.But the supermarket is running a promotion, and I will not refuse to give me a cup of new brand yogurt; I drink it as soon as I drink it, and now the supermarket grabs me and says, you have to be responsible, you have to buy a bottle-I will admit it Account?There is a kind of cruel elegance in the gesture of being able to lift it up, put it down, and turn around. I can also quite understand women who fall in love with them.Qualified for the three nos, obviously not the poor-mouthed Zhang Damin who lived a happy life or the charcoal seller with gray temples and ten black fingers, he was able to live well financially, his appearance was impressive, and he knew how to show admiration for women's beauty and wisdom in a moderate amount.Of course, they will not lack women, the more they lack, the more indifferent, the more calm and composed they are, and they are more decisive than thousands of miles away.All of this is a temptation for women, not fatal, but it is already worth the uncontrollable desire to move. …Most without exception, women fail miserably.My girlfriend, after meeting the Sanbu man, said to me with tears all over her face: "I think he is a liar. He...he finally said 'let's be friends'." Lie?Can't talk about it.He never promised to give her a rose garden, and he implied his position very clearly; the law will not pursue him, because she has no property loss; And her injury was probably only due to her arrogance.Everyone thinks that she is Scheherazade, and other women are carried into the palace, and they can't escape being killed and abandoned after a night of love, but she is extraordinarily beautiful, intelligent and pure. Surrender to a naive woman, let alone a man who is not four.However, there is only one in the whole world. For other stories, the man changed the channel impatiently after listening to them for 20 minutes. So, although it is very cold, I still want to say to my girlfriend: No, he didn’t lie to you, it’s you——self-deception, you want to take the initiative to refuse to take responsibility for a man who doesn’t want to take the initiative, don’t want to refuse, and don’t want to be responsible, it’s like looking towards Go to a deserted highway marked "this road does not pass", do you want the other end of the road to go straight to the Garden of Eden? What should I do if I meet a man who is not three?Nancy Reagan once went to a school to give a speech, and the students asked her: "If someone pulls herself to take drugs, what should I do?" Nancy replied: "JUST SAYNO." The truth is always simple and clear. I must not be the only one looking around in the restaurant.The liveliness of the menu is definitely not as good as the aroma of the next table, just like the beauty in the advertisement, and there is no looming naked back through the window that will make your throat tighten.The same sour soup fish, strange, it seems that every table is fresher than mine, the color is richer, and the hot spicy oil is fragrant.Watching them gobble up, I looked at my own plate, but couldn't find a place to put the chopsticks. That's how we are, falling in love with someone else's lover, right?Especially the young translucent girls. What they love is not necessarily someone else's husband.A married man is like a poached egg that has been bitten, the half-cooked egg yolk overflows, and the white napkin is stained.No matter how perfect the egg is, there are half circles of tooth marks—did that person brush his teeth last night?When thinking of food or sex, there is a kind of physical uncleanness. Even if you use true love as a resistance, there is also the desolation of a hungry wolf digging a fragile bone, and a beggar digging leftovers from the bottom of a bowl. But they will not love that young boy.They are all pampered and pampered, and their fingers are not touched by the spring water. Occasionally, they help their mother to carry the basket to the vegetable market. Her eyes are full of rotten vegetables, stinky fish, and bloody meat. Casserole with fish and hearty beef and radish.Sometimes she is like Jia Yucun in it, she only recognizes the one who turned over, but not the one before the somersault.And her male classmates, male colleagues, and boys who grew up with her, wear big shorts and sandals, wipe the back of their hands when they have a runny nose, snatch her schoolbag, and make fun of her newly bought pair of crystal plastic sandals ... But at this moment, she is sitting in front of the feast of life, her eyes are full of scents, she thinks: I want a kind, intelligent and noble man, just like so-and-so or so-and-so man.She doesn't know how to cook, she doesn't know where to find kindness, how to find wisdom, how to mix and ferment, and wait for them to wake up quietly, like baking a tortilla.She is used to buying like everyone who is used to shopping in supermarkets, and the items she likes are labeled: Ordered.But it's not "sold" after all, right?And the "ordered products" still stay in the market, and they are nothing more than looking for buyers with higher bids.This is her strong words, with the childishness of a girl. There must be embarrassment, fights, hurts, and tears to get it.After getting it in ecstasy, it turned out that the meat was too old, the fish was too dead, salty and light always ran counter to her needs, the pizza was very fragrant, and the entrance was only two and a half minutes.Hard to swallow, watching it cool down. In this love, there is only a plate of bread that is freshly baked until "half price for the whole audience after five o'clock in the afternoon". After being hurt, some girls will learn how to cook, and would rather be scalded by boiling oil and cut their fingers by the tip of a knife. She knows that the cake she bakes is the sweetest.Some, you may never learn. In Sidney Sheldon's novel, the heroine Tracey is an innocent little bank clerk, but she is framed, imprisoned, sentenced to severe punishment, and subjected to humiliation and abuse. After being released from prison, she is another female version of Christ. Shan, after killing all the enemies, the last target is the former lover. One day, however, she met him at the Royal Hotel with his wife, "sallow, emaciated, and on the point of baldness," and his wife "with a dejected look on her face."The two sat there blankly without saying a word.Tracy thought, "They'll have a long, long time ahead of them. No love, no joy." With a moment of relief, she let him go. In the eyes of strangers, he had dinner with his wife in a luxury hotel instead of a gorgeous girl, and the finances and the relationship between the husband and wife were decent.A little tired, which is the normal state of people in the city. It is a kind of tacit understanding for old couples not to speak.He may not be happy, but he may not be as unhappy as she imagined. It's just that she loved him once, and maybe she still loves him to this day, because of love, all blade-like hatreds are blunted.One thought is revenge, and another thought is bound to be accompanied - reluctance.She had made up her mind to forgive him, right?So he did everything possible and looked for excuses in him.There is never a shortage of "last resort" in this world, only people who are willing to accept excuses.And she accepted it. There are many such women in stories, movies, and life...all of them.When a man betrays his feelings, she said: If you love him, give him freedom; if a man is not responsible and does not support his family, she said: He is a child who will not grow up; when a man is violent, she said: He will change next time.Girlfriend's girlfriend, who was not a good person, was beaten, abandoned, and hurt by the same man for more than ten years, but she never changed her infatuation.When the man is sick, she will be loyal to her, and when the man is lying on the hospital bed, he will send short messages to talk to the women outside.Everyone is not worth it for her, she said: "He is worried that he will not get better and drag me down, so he deliberately let me catch him to give up - he still loves me." Are they blinded by love?When I was a child, I did an experiment in class. When a spoon is inserted into a half glass of water, it looks like it is bent.Love also has this ability to refract light, and every flower and leaf is covered with a holy halo. There is no love without a reason in this world, but the person involved can't figure out the reason.Maybe it's a little reluctance - I've paid so much, it's a loss if I let go now; or it's based on fear - are all men like this, the next one may be worse; or even the greed of the flesh, his memory The touch still made her throat tighten. So desperately, looking for cuteness in him.Is he a poisonous mushroom?She hugged and couldn't put it down: "Look at how gorgeous the color is, how gorgeous this umbrella is, and every wrinkle is so delicate..." He was so bad that he had sores on his head and pus on his heels?She used a microscope to find a small piece of clean skin millimeter by millimeter.If she couldn't find it, she also drew it with rouge and gouache. If she couldn't draw him, she drew her own eyes. Who says seeing is believing?Some people only watch what they want to see, and if they miss their happiness because of this-it deserves it. A college classmate called me: "Z is divorced." I replied: "Sure enough." Before falling into this ominous love affair, Z called me almost every night, and the microphone was full of Hai's sobs.That man was playful, frivolous, and his ass was not wiped clean. I listened to her turbulent waves thousands of miles away, and I was helpless. I could only sigh: "Everything is the law of truth." The so-called "law of sureness" is my nonsense. The married woman "as expected" wants to raise a bunch of cats and dogs, calling them sons and daughters, and expressing bitterly every day: dogs are better than family members, cats are far better than lovers, and the most hated thing in the world is men. A woman who falls in love with a down-and-out man "surely" loses her life and wealth.Everyone in the company heard her crying on the phone, pointing to the name of her old love: "The 50,000 yuan was lent to you, when did it become yours, how can you not pay it back?" The woman who became a third party by a mistake, at first she was stubborn: "He said that he and his wife are just family." "Sure enough" was slapped.Later, the man traveled to Europe with his family, and she had an abortion alone in the hospital, bleeding a lot on the bench. Everything is as expected, it is "so it is" rather than "so it is".Misplaced love has also been beautiful, like a crabapple in full bloom in November, everyone admires this magnificent miracle, and Sister Feng, who is well versed in things, immediately understands the magic of this flower.Unreasonable things are often divine metaphors, and before the lightning strikes our heads, we all naively thought that it was the unique heroine, and the mountains and rivers changed for me.We forget that all the songs are sung so much the same, and those lyrics that shot through us like shotguns are just another person's tears and stories.We can't escape the theory of probability. Miracles are small probability events, also called "impossible to happen". The corresponding high probability events are one by one. Young people hate clichés the most. They don't believe that these mother-in-law's words are the summary of "the law of truth".The father-in-law in the drama always dislikes the poor and loves the rich, because it is human nature to "grudge all things for poor and lowly couples", and those young students who are among the top scholars-in Chinese history, how many are there in total?So when I saw a rich girl giving money in the garden, I knew that a piece of "really" was released. Therefore, every time my girlfriends confided their hearts to me full of love, I held back and kept wanting to make a steel-like prophecy: This is a road of no return, please turn back immediately.I am becoming more and more like a cold positioning system installed on the head of a car: "Turn right 50 meters ahead, no left turn." Regardless of whether the left turn is a song of birds and flowers or a glorious thorny road, it is a one-way street anyway. Was fined and deducted points. In Agatha Christie's works, there is a Miss Marple, who is unmarried all her life and lives in a small mountain village, but she is never uncommon. When she sees people and things, her first reaction is often: "This person looks like someone I used to know." So-and-so, I have encountered such a thing..." There is nothing new under the sun, she understands the conventions of human nature too deeply.Everyone thinks that murder is appalling, but she finds it commonplace. Violence, evil, and cruelty go to the extreme, like water boiling at 100 degrees. Killing someone is no different than crushing a canary with bare hands.There is no mention of her romantic affairs in the novel, and probably there is none. After seeing everything, can you still love? But I... still have love, besides many "sure enough", I am still waiting for a certain spring-like "surprisingly".That's why I understand the heartache of all women, and when I saw the catastrophe coming "as expected" like a tsunami, I remained silent. I have always pretended to be the confidant elder sister of my colleagues, relatives, friends and readers. I often hear all kinds of love history, and sensible MMs will compliment me more or less: "I believe you must be experienced and happy in love..." After listening to it more than 10,000 times Can't help laughing out: how compatible is experience and happiness?Only a long illness can become a good doctor.The college entrance examination failed repeatedly eight times, because the first seven failed. I once wanted to open a private love school. Of course I am not qualified to be a love tutor, but who is qualified? In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, it is obvious that childhood sweethearts and growing old together are the most perfect love, but what can the heroine know?She was the one who picked up a piece of dog's head gold ignorantly, and she didn't need and couldn't have mining knowledge.She knows the goodness of this man, but has no concept of men as a group; she understands the sweetness of love, but she can only open her eyes as pure as a little deer to the lovelorn, despair, hesitation, impulsiveness, and the evil that accompanies love... Big eyes confused: how could this be?Those who have not cried bitterly for a long night are not enough to understand life or love. The angry girl who has been in love with her for several times is probably not up to the task.A stumble does not necessarily lead to wisdom, and many people who knock down the south wall do not look back, but when they turn around, they often turn in one direction in a daze, and bump into it again.After going through a mess of experiences, she suddenly encountered a time wormhole, and she fell out of this life-and-death arena—after passing the level, she couldn't tell where the secret was, and when she was old, she couldn't forget: "Did he ever love me?" Is it useful to open a private school? N years ago, I had my tooth pulled out, and I asked the doctor with tears in my eyes, "Why am I still in so much pain after taking anesthesia?" The doctor was in a good mood, and answered me patiently: "Pain is a subjective feeling, and pain is what you think it is." So happy, Love, happiness, and despair are all subjective feelings.Love is closer to practice than anything else, infinitely close to the universe, momentary comprehension is everything, can the experience of others benefit your own life? Love is not science, there are no axioms, laws and formulas, and all insights have counter-evidence.The mothers earnestly warned: a man with a heart can not marry - and there are many who change their ways after marriage.Someone said since I was a child: Rural men cannot marry - there are many people who marry rural men and are happy and happy.Life is a trial pack, please use it as soon as possible after opening, it cannot be refrigerated, you are the only mentor, producer, quality inspector and user.Life is nothing but Brownian motion, you are what you encounter. Who can educate whom, and who can be educated?So I think in my private love school, there are no lecturers and no students, only people speak, and they speak with tears in their eyes, and many people are listening and comforting each other.Confidence is detoxification, listening is the greatest healing, and language is opium, alcohol and slightly strong aroma, which soothes people's pain.When you fall into the desperate situation of life and slide all the way from the 18th floor of hell to the 19th floor specially built for you, you accidentally read one or two articles, heard one or two heart-warming words, and sprayed a layer of blood on the bloody wound Peppermint paste.You are not an orphan in the sea of ​​suffering in this world. There are countless people who are shedding salty tears like you at this moment.This is enough.