Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty-Three

This thing is just plain gross. For the next two weeks, I had to endure Mae Ye flirting with Jia Ling wantonly during my experiments every day. Seeing that kind of obscenity made me angry, and Zong Sheng, who was married, often kept silent for a long time. In a word, bury yourself in the ultramicrocircuits of the M chip. As for Ken, who had a crush on Ka Ling for a long time, he would cry every day, shut himself in a reinforced glass cage, hold a pineapple with dull eyes, and play dodge ball with Wukong and Dahl. Even, Ken started to work overtime like crazy, until everyone left, he was still typing on the keyboard alone, sometimes even sleeping directly in the laboratory, no one knew how long he would give up on himself.

"Ugly words come first." Zong Sheng seriously advised Ken: "This is not Stanford. If you make a strange bomb and blow up the lab, you won't be able to pay for it." Ken ignored Zong Sheng, just stared at the structure diagram of the M chip with a dirty face and thought deeply. "Maeno! Do you need a sex coach?! Free sex lessons!" Simoncat yelled, wearing a plastic suit made of condoms. This week his name is Simoncat, he is a black man with amazing skills in sex, he is 18 years old, has a lively personality and is rude, and he is a lover of old-fashioned condoms.

Simoncat is the only odd man not affected by the front field. Maeno laughed, looked at Jia Ling and said, "Don't talk nonsense, we are just good friends." Jia Ling giggled and tapped Maeno's bald forehead with a ballpoint pen. The whole thing is getting worse and worse! I couldn't just sit back and watch Carina fall into the hands of the lecherous beast Maeno, so one day, I asked Maeno to go to Starbucks to drink coffee and chat with him after get off work. The sea is hungry. The two sat by the window, Maeno ordered a large glass of chocolate chip smoothie, and I ordered five glasses of Columbia.

"You know what I'm going to talk to you about, so let's just talk about it," I said, downing my Colombian in one gulp. "It's Jialing's business." Maeno said relaxedly. "Yes, a simple sentence: Don't touch Jia Ling!" I said seriously. "Why? Didn't you use the M chip on your girlfriend yourself?" Maeno said cheerfully, eating chocolate chips. "That's different. Ziqing and I have many good memories. There is true love between us." I said, drinking another glass of Columbia. "Since it's true love, why don't you stop the function of the M chip you got?" Qianye said with a smile, "You dare not, don't you?"

I was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, I really dare not, but the point I want to make is the legitimacy of the use of the M chip. It is undeniable that you are using the M chip in the wrong place." Maeno pretended to be surprised and said, "Really?" I drank another glass of Columbia and said: "I really love Ziqing, and I am sure to give her a lifetime of happiness, so I abandon my dignity and use the M chip to help me recover Ziqing. But you are different, think about it Think about your original intention of using the M chip! You said you wanted to..." Maeno frowned and said, "I said I wanted to experience the taste of love, yes, that was the purpose at the beginning. But after things evolved, I found that the M chip can't bring love at all, it can only bring sex .”

I was so angry that I drank another glass of Columbia and said, "Isn't the relationship between me and Ziqing not true?" Maeno seemed to be deliberately trying to annoy me, and said with a smile, "That's right, everything is fake." I said coldly: "Then what about you? Are you playing fake?" Maeno nodded and said: "Yes. Now I'm just playing with women, I'm just collecting one-night stands, I'm just ejaculating on different women every night. I know these things myself. At least I'm not like you. Deceived by the fake feelings I created."

I drank the last glass of Colombia and said angrily, "It's your family's business if you want to desecrate the M chip like this, but using the M chip doesn't mean you're creating a fake relationship. My love for Ziqing is absolutely true. We are An old lover who has been together for six years!" Maeno wasn't angry, just looked at me with interest and said, "You're done with your coffee." Indeed, so I ordered another ten Colombians. "Love, that's not the way to talk about it!" Maeno said pretending to be very philosophical. "You have never been in love at all, how do you know what true love is?" I said coldly.

"You're right. I really haven't tasted a complete love. Maybe one day I will throw away the M chip and talk about a complete relationship with my heart. But now I'm poisoned by sex, ha! I think it's still good For a long time, I will give up the M chip!" Maeno laughed. I am quite puzzled by Maeno's constant confession of mistakes. "Then let me ask you, a man fell in love with another woman and began to pursue that woman. May I ask, what is the purpose of that man?" I said, drinking another cup of coffee. "Of course a man wants that woman to fall in love with him." Maeno replied quickly.

"That's right." I said, "Since making the other party fall in love with you is the purpose of love, then the use of means should be placed second. The M chip is just a time-saving and labor-saving helper, because no matter it is a shortcut to save labor , or hard pursuit, the end of love is the same, let the other party fall in love with you.” "Wrong." Maeno bit the chocolate chip and said, "Love is not like this." "Don't you mean to say that the true meaning of love is the process of pursuit?" I said disdainfully, "I don't object to this, but if the pursuit fails, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

Maeno didn't reply immediately, but silently biting the chips on the smoothie. I continued: "The true meaning of love should be to take good care of the other person, rather than being immersed in the process of pursuing. If you can cherish the other person, then the happiness brought by the ambiguity during the pursuit is actually very secondary. That feeling of uncertainty is by no means what love is all about." I have thought a lot about this. "Pursuit" is about the result, not the process. If a man just likes to pursue a woman, he may not be deeply in love with that woman. What a man likes is the feeling of glowing and glowing in the process of pursuing a woman. In other words, what the man likes is himself.

True love should not be like this, but should be imagined for the other party wholeheartedly, abandoning some minor details.