Mature Age + Spoiler

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1. mature woman

"Women are like apples on a tree, each age has its own splendor. Green apples grow under the treetops and are within reach, so they are picked early before they are ripe. They are crispy and delicious, with a green taste. Their best years are dedicated to marriage. Some apples grow in the middle of the treetops, and someone waits for them to ripen under the tree, and they are picked at the best time. It is sweet and delicious. But there is a kind of women It grows at the top of the tree, seeing all the scenery, admiring oneself alone, men have no patience to go through hardships and dangers, and they are unwilling to come down from the clouds, as time passes, they are ripe on the branches."

The DJ on the radio thought he was humorous, and expressed his narrow views in an artificial voice, and there was a sneer in the room.

Outside the opened floor-to-ceiling windows is the dark curtain covering the city, but the Creator forgot to sprinkle diamonds on it as an embellishment, but the ground is brightly lit, like countless perfectly cut gemstones gathered together.The floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, and the still turbid wind from the city's high altitude blew into the room, flapping the curtains.

There was a bottle of rum and a plate of fruit on the floor.The woman sitting cross-legged on the floor lost her interest in wine tasting and poured the wine into her mouth as if venting her anger.

Her good mood was wiped out by this radio DJ's words, not even the dregs left.

It was supposed to be a rare Friday night, and she bought herself a bottle of kirsch and was going to cozy up at home listening to her favorite radio show.

The theme of that program was all kinds of troubles in family and marriage. Every day, countless women called in to tell about their family misfortunes, frigidity, affairs, conflicts, wars between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and so on.Every woman who called in wanted to kill her husband besides committing suicide. The words between the lines were full of despair about marriage.

And this program officially gave Yang Yang the opportunity to severely satirize the ridiculous and ignorant marriage.She likes to drink and mock women who are overwhelmed by their marriages in a world where she is alone, so as to warn herself that the decision she is making at this moment is correct.

Long live being single.She shouted this sentence from the age when sexual consciousness sprouted to this moment.

She is 32 at the moment, and unfortunately in two days she will face her 33-year-old self.

"When they talk about love and marriage, they will put on a cold and arrogant expression, expressing how stupid and ridiculous it is to talk about this topic, so as to draw a line with the people around them to show that they are different, but wait until four When there is no one else, they will sing that loneliness is a disease, and look forward to love falling from the sky."

In Yang Yang's chest, there is a fire burning, it is anger, she can't wait to rush into the scene and lift the man's tie and slap him hard, you are lonely, your whole family is lonely!

She fell backwards, the sound of her body's weight hitting the floor like a cry of suffering.

Her head hit the hard floor, and an army of horses trampled across her mind.

Be brave with yourself and admit that you are lonely.

At six o'clock in the morning, the phone rang at an inopportune time, and she answered the phone without even thinking to see the caller's number in her sleepwalking state.

On the other side of the phone was her hard-working and unpretentious mother, who started by saying, "Are you coming home the day after tomorrow?"

Yang Yang was so sleepy, he hugged the pillow as a shield to protect his fragile heart.Because the next topic would break her heart.This is experience rather than fantasy.

"No, I have work to do."

"The day after tomorrow is your birthday. Where do you want to go if you don't go home? I told you to get married and have children, but you didn't listen. If you had listened to me earlier, someone would have celebrated your birthday with you by now."

"Mom... can we not talk about this topic early in the morning." Yang Yang buried himself in the pillow, imagining himself as an ostrich.

"It's because I pampered you too much in the past that caused the big mistake now. You will go home the day after tomorrow, and celebrate Nuan Nuan's birthday together by the way."

Don't act like you can't live without me on your birthday, okay?

"No! That's not my birthday at all. You invited all the children from her kindergarten, and the cake was made into the shape of Pleasant Goat. How can I have my share!" Speaking of this incident, she became angry. My niece and her are of the same month On the same day, the old lady combined the birthdays of the two together in line with the principle of saving money.

The first year was the niece's first birthday, and the whole family was happy around the baby, but she was the only person who was left aside. She ate a cream cake with the words "Happy First Birthday" written on it, and said to herself not to be with someone. Little things to care about.

And it has been like this for the next few years. Everyone in the family revolves around the child, and it is not a good sign to occasionally look at her, because the next sentence is when will you bring your partner home?

A few years have passed, the babies can walk, call their mothers, and call their friends, and that day it becomes a big party in the amusement park. The round children crawl all over the ground, crying and calling for their mothers, and the adults coax them loudly. It was such a joy.Yang Yang was once again left out in the cold, she was a mature woman at the moment, facing these evil children with a smile, resisting the urge to stick out her foot and trip them when she saw a child running past her.