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It really made Du Ling's point true. Ever since Chen Qiutang exposed his identity, Ye Congxin has become a frequent customer of the piano shop.

Associate Professor Ye has always been proud of herself. When facing every girlfriend in the past, she would let go of her pride from time to time and appear romantic.However, in view of Chen Qiutang's improper daughter-in-law relationship with her, she never gave her a name, but only recognized it after losing it, so Chen Qiutang, the "girlfriend", never enjoyed the moment when she let go of her arrogance. look.

Today's Ye Congxin is a celebrity who is about to become a professor like a rocket. With her age and status, her arrogance has faded a lot, but her reserve has increased day by day.She felt that she might have tried her best in her life to win Chen Qiutang back.

The first time she found an excuse to make an awkward interview with Chen Qiutang, she asked her to be a "guinea pig" for herself.

"You recorded in your notebook that you like Rosalind very much. From the first time you saw her, you thought she was very cool. Aren't you curious about how cool she is?" Ye Congxin tempted him.

Chen Qiutang said politely: "Okay, I'm curious."

The two walked into the morning sun, and Rosalind was parked on the side of the road outside the Fountain Square, which was beautifully reflected by the pool water and the rising sun.It stands to reason that Rosalind should be scrapped long ago, but she is Ye Congxin's experimental platform, and the internal parts have been renovated several times, and now it is unknown how many generations.

Chen Qiutang smiled slightly at the car. Due to visual defects, everything she sees is gray, but this silver car fits in the memory.She reached out her hand and touched the car, only to hear Rosalind say immediately: "Tiantian, we haven't seen each other for more than five years, I miss you very much. I have been waiting for you, welcome back."

Chen Qiutang murmured: "Obviously avoiding the fingerprint area..." She blinked twice, thinking that her eyes were overused and tired.Although she has the vision of only one eye, she is not so inaccurate.

"Do you remember where the fingerprint area is?"

"...I wrote it down in my notebook."

"Remember such details?"

"Well... I remember..."

Ye Congxin smiled, and opened the door for her without looking into the matter in a gentlemanly way, "The fingerprint area has been expanded, and now it's all over the car."

Chen Qiutang was sitting in the passenger seat. After the car started, Rosalind said in a choked tone, "Tiantian, I want to send you a song."

Chen Qiutang was startled: "Ms. Ye, did you set it up to speak like this? The tone is so real, as if there is a real person hidden inside!"

Ye Congxin didn't answer, just said: "Send it, Rosalind."

Music was playing in the car.It was a classic saxophone track that often echoed after school in elementary and middle schools - "Going Home".

Chen Qiutang: "..."

"Okay, Rosalind, stop." Ye Congxin ordered.

The music pauses, but never ends.Rosalind said: "Sweet's expression looked like she wanted to continue listening, so I decided to continue playing."

Chen Qiutang: "??? No, I don't want to hear it..."

Rosalind: "Okay." The music really stopped this time.

Chen Qiutang became happy: "It listens to me so much! Old—Teacher Ye?"

Rosalind: "Because in my database, your priority is mentioned by Ye Zi to be second only to her, and my credit evaluation of you is much higher than Ye Ye. For this kind of relatively unimportant transaction, compared with A relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, I have the right to comprehensively judge who has higher priority."

Ye Cong said suspiciously, "Having said so much, don't you just prefer her?"

Rosalind: "'Preference' is not quantifiable at all. As an engineering associate professor, don't you feel ashamed?"

Ye Congxin: "Ashamed? This word is not quantified."

Chen Qiutang was already stunned by their confrontation.She couldn't help sneaking around nervously, trying to find any clues that could prove that the speaker was not a machine or a system, but a living person in a synchronous connection.

Rosalind: "Tiantian, what are you looking for? Can I help you?"

Chen Qiutang turned pale with embarrassment, thinking, is there not only a sound transmission device in this car, but also a camera?Ye Congxin finally smiled, and said, "How is it? Is she human enough? Don't look at me so suspiciously. I haven't seen you for a few years. You should also look at Rosalind with admiration."

Ye Congxin then talked about his current artificial intelligence research project.This project was cooperated with a laboratory in Germany last year, and it is a national-level cooperation between the two governments.Artificial intelligence developed extremely fast at the beginning of the 21st century. At that time, the world's leading Japanese invented robot pets and even robot girlfriends. However, in recent years, the speed of development has slowed down significantly. The root cause is the current existing algorithms. It has approached the limit of the complexity range that the hardware can support.

The future direction of overcoming is the revolutionary underlying algorithm innovation.As people learn more about the working mechanism of the human nervous system, the biomimicry of machines will become closer and closer to reality, and maybe one day, it will be possible to create machine life with intelligence, thinking and free will.

Rosalind's current level of intelligence is still far from that ideal state, but such a human-like effect is the latest progress of the project.

Chen Qiutang has worked hard for a long time to understand what Ye Congxin wrote and researched, and finally he was able to understand what Ye Congxin wrote and studied.She asked in disbelief: "So... I really came to help you with the experiment?! I am the first outsider to see such a powerful research result!"

"Where are you an outsider?" Ye Congxin smiled, "This progress has been published, and the world's academic circles will know it soon, so letting you see it is not a leak. We are competing with Japan, which country will get the final result first?" If the results are achieved, any country will have overwhelming technological and military power."

"Country to country...but between us and Germany..."

"Yeah, the cooperation is likely to break down in the future. Let's talk about it at that time, and we won't bother us to think about this kind of thing."

When Ye Congxin talked about his career, it was as if he had returned to his youth, immersed and excited, with the arrogance and disdain of the proud son of heaven in the slightly raised corners of his mouth.Chen Qiutang listened to her calmly speaking these shocking words, looked at the faint flying color on her pale face as always, as if seeing the person when she first met.That person who is so far away to her, so outstanding, like a god.

She lowered her head, and her blurred and gray hands were in her vision - these hands and her eyes once made her think that she had a chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Congxin, if not, at least she could get closer.The genius boy lost his only genius overnight, but this loss gave her memory in exchange.She became a healthy cripple.Health and genius can't have both, does it seem like a joke?Maybe she was destined to be a mediocre cripple.

Ye Congxin didn't seem to be aware of her rich brain activities, and only thanked her for being his guinea pig, and invited her to eat as a thank you gift.However, when the car was on the way, Ye Congxin answered the phone and spoke the authentic English that he had practiced abroad for several years. There were too many technical terms in it. Chen Qiutang could only understand "Hello" and "See you later." ".The work call pushed the treat off the stage.

Ye Congxin thought the meeting went well.The atmosphere between them became much more casual, and the attention to certain details allowed her to reasonably suspect that Chen Qiutang was faking amnesia.Unexpectedly, after that, Chen Qiutang asked Chen Qiutang again, but the latter refused to come out again.

Yang Chengcheng analyzed the specific situation and told her heartbroken: "Why didn't you make any progress? Do you know that you hurt her self-esteem?"

"what……"

"I think there is a high possibility that she is pretending, precisely because she feels that the gap between herself and you is getting bigger and bigger."

Ye Congxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's a strange idea. I raised her, so what's the difference between such a close relationship? Let's assume that she really forgot the past, so she won't be so glass-hearted, right?"

"Parents don't care about the gap between themselves and their children. Teachers don't care about the gap between them and their students. But anyone cares about the gap between themselves and their lover. Ye Zi, what stand do you take for her? She is How do you feel about it?"

Ye Congxin was stunned.She didn't know, and she didn't know the answers to either question.When she was abroad, when she returned to China and found that Chen Qiutang had disappeared, and when she recalled her little ex-girlfriend with Ah Huang, her position was very clear: lover.But now that she met the real person, she suddenly couldn't be sure.

Cheng Cheng asked her: "In what capacity do you want her to come back to you?"

Ye Congxin was silent for a while: "I only know that she should belong to my family."

Time comes to summer.One day after dinner time, Ye Congxin visited the piano store. Today Du Ling was performing out of town, and Chen Qiutang was alone at the empty line. The piano store happened to have a power outage, and it was dark.Ye Congxin said: "Didn't you say that I can come to you if I need help? I have encountered a bottleneck in my research and I am very upset. I want to hear you play music."

"I remember you didn't like classical music..."

"You remember again?"

"..."

Chen Qiutang played the guitar for her, which was the latest piece she practiced. She was not very familiar with it, and there were occasional mistakes and interruptions.The room was pitch black, and there was a candle burning beside Chen Qiutang. The candle light swayed sensitively with the slight movement of the air, like the heart of a piano player.After playing a piece, she put down the piano, waiting for Ye Congxin to say something, but only heard a steady and peaceful breathing.

"Let me just say you don't like it...you don't have art bacteria." Chen Qiutang squatted beside her, looking up at her drooping face.The lingering candlelight and the shining moonlight gave her a skin smoothing, eliminating some traces of time.She seemed to be careless when she came from time.But it's unfair to call it "Congxin" and let people follow what she doesn't have.

But people are like this, if you want to find fairness and justice, you can only stand on the scales; what is common in the world is imbalance, eternal accommodation and eternal pursuit.What's even more unfair is that a deep love that differs by a fraction of an inch sometimes loses to a habit that differs by twenty thousand miles.When people grow up and have experienced real misses and losses, they must always learn to cherish, learn to wait, and even take a few steps back to let the companions behind catch up.

Chen Qiutang took a pillow and put it on the back of her neck, waking her up.

"Tiantian, I'm a little dizzy."

"!!!" Chen Qiutang became anxious immediately, "You don't eat dinner again!"

Ye Congxin smiled slightly, and was not in a hurry to expose her lies.She asked Chen Qiutang to take her home, then fell on the sofa and said that she wanted to eat fish.

"Where can I buy fish at night..."

"There's a..." in the fridge

Chen Qiutang opened the refrigerator, and ran into the still living refrigerator.She swallowed, pretending she didn't see it.

"Ms. Ye, I don't know where you keep your seasonings."

"It's still the same position as before, it hasn't changed."

"..." Chen Qiutang rolled his eyes, "I said that but I don't remember."

She looked at the person on the sofa, and felt that the guy was shrouded in the holy light of a dramatist.But bear with it, I still have to continue to cook fish, just use the way that guy likes before.It's just that due to eye disease and unfamiliar craftsmanship, the seasoning this time is far less delicious than before.Chen Qiutang took a sip and found it very salty - she couldn't see the salt clearly, so she added too much.

Ye Congxin ate very deliciously. She gave Chen Qiutang part of her belly, and even removed all the fishbone for her so that she would not be able to see clearly.Chen Qiutang hastily declined: "I'm not hungry!"

So Ye Congxin ate them all like a tiger and a wolf.

"You... really think it's delicious?"

"Well, I guess, even if you are completely blind, the food you cook is much more delicious than what I cook myself." Ye Congxin said contentedly, "Also, tonight's song is very nice, I like it very much."

"...Stop talking, you're already asleep."

"I've been suffering from insomnia for two days. It's the kind of night and night. Because of the bottleneck, I've been very anxious. It's because I like your music that I can sleep."

Chen Qiutang hurriedly pushed her into the bedroom. Before Ye Congxin closed his eyes, he said, "No matter how good I am at learning, I am still a waste in many aspects. Tiantian, you are amazing. If I were you, I wouldn't even have You have the courage to live up to now, but you can arrange everything in an orderly manner, swallow the pain, lie to me, and start to manage your life again. You are a responsible person. In the past many years, I have never been absent from your growth, and the distance is too close , I failed to feel that you have such potential, I hate myself for not being by your side during your most difficult time, but I am also grateful for the absence this time, allowing me to really know you."

Chen Qiutang understood what she meant, saw the familiar room again, and saw that all the furnishings had not changed. She felt that she could not stay any longer, so she left soon.

Not long after, Ye Congxin helped Chen Qiutang reapply for her ID card, completed all the necessary procedures for life, and then drove her to Cangtou.She told Chen Qiutang: You are not poor at all, you still have a property in hand.

The two returned to their hometown and went up the mountain to visit Chen Da's grave.Ye Congxin introduced Chen Da's identity and her kinship to her, and told her that this man treated her like her biological father, and you also called him father in your dreams when you were a child.Chen Qiutang's eye circles were red at that time, Ye Congxin avoided it consciously.

When going down the mountain, there is a section of the road that is being repaired, and the road is rough and difficult to walk.Ye Congxin walked in front, but was suddenly pulled back by Chen Qiutang.Chen Qiutang straddled her long legs and stood under her, turned around and stretched out his arms towards her.Without saying a word, Ye Congxin fell into her arms.

"You even remember this."

"...Remember what? I don't know why I did it."

"Oh, yes, people have body memory, sometimes deeper than brain memory." Ye Congxin said, "I don't know if your body remembers other actions."

"..." Chen Qiutang secretly cursed the old hooligan.

The two packed up a room and simply stayed overnight.Ye Congxin had slept well these past few days and was full of energy. She thought that she would not fall asleep after listening to the music this time, so she asked Chen Qiutang to play a guitar song for her.

Chen Qiutang played the guitar brought over by the servants, and deliberately chose a melody that was not so particularly classical.The room was empty, and the song was mixed with its own sound. Chen Qiutang played blindly with his eyes closed, and he was mesmerized by it.When she opened her eyes again, Ye Congxin fell on the bed and dreamed again.

"You're still lying, you obviously don't like it." Chen Qiutang thought helplessly, he and her are really not a good match.Even if they are entangled by fate for half a lifetime, there is still a gap between them.

She lay beside Ye Congxin, thinking: So even though I love her, she can't blame anyone for not loving me.Who told her to be too rich and colorful for me, but all I can leave her is sincerity?The way she tried to win me over was touching but also laughable.It was three years later that I realized soberly that the time when she was with Ding Xiang was so different from when she was with me.

Ye Congxin rolled into her arms with her eyes closed, and Chen Qiutang hugged her as before. She probably knew that Ye Congxin had woken up, and she woke up when the song ended—like a child who hates English, who would listen when others stopped. It will automatically wake up when reading English.

"Answer it again, do you want to go home with me?" Ye Congxin said suddenly.

"Mr. Ye..."

"Call my aunt."

"Come on, I'm not used to it."

"...as you like."

Chen Qiutang said: "Ms. Ye, just like Tian Tian likes you, Ah Huang also likes you - they have no resistance to people like you. But, although Ah Huang doesn't remember Tian Tian, ​​Ah Huang said something But the words are sincere - she will never challenge love again."

"Love?" Ye Congxin smiled, "Even people in their early thirties like Ah Huang don't challenge love anymore. Doesn't Mrs. Ye, who is 40, still see clearly? Like Ah Huang, I don't believe in love, but believe in love."

Chen Qiutang had a sore nose: "Thank you, Teacher Ye, for telling Ah Huang frankly."

……

Then one day at the end of August, Yang Chengcheng suddenly told Ye Congxin that she got a visa and flew away in two days.It turned out that for so long, this person has never given up.

Ye Congxin had a deep understanding of her, so she was not surprised by such a result.

"Where did you get it?"

"Zhenglin fucking."

Ye Cong was taken aback.After Yang Zhenglin went abroad, the relationship between Yang Chengcheng and his parents became frozen to the freezing point, so she forgot that there was still a relationship in Yang Zhenglin's family that could leave.

"Your mother-in-law... Knowing that you are going to find him, does she treat you better?"

"Where! She scolded me!" Yang Chengcheng looked aggrieved, "But scolded me one day, and entrusted me with the relationship the next day. Of course, I want to find her son if I don't want my life. She might stop with?"

This means that the ice is finally broken, as long as there is a break, the day of complete melting is just around the corner, isn't it?

Ye Congxin had an old mother's smile on her face, and Yang Chengcheng asked her, "Is Tiantian's birthday coming soon? Do you want to take this opportunity to bring her back?"

Take the opportunity?Ye Congxin thought with a wry smile, what kind of virtue has he become, and he needs to find an excuse to take her home.Once upon a time, even if she shut her out, the child refused to leave obsessively.

"This requires her consent, otherwise I will be regarded as kidnapping."

"But her state...whether she's pretending or not, it's not easy to solve. Or...you can learn from me and be impulsive too?"

Ye Congxin glared at her, "You are stupid, don't expect me to be as stupid as you in this life."

"Okay." Yang Chengcheng smirked, "I also know that it's not easy for your old man to give his time and patience. I just think...even if we live to be 80 years old, the remaining years are converted into days, which is frighteningly small. .”

One day in September, Ye Congxin watched the news and was concerned about Yang Chengcheng's current situation abroad.The location host in the news is none other than Yang Zhenglin, who is reporting on the latest suicide bombing.The location of the attack was close to the Chinese embassy. Fortunately, there were no casualties, but the situation is too turbulent, and the fourth evacuation will be carried out soon.

Ye Congxin sent a WeChat greeting to Yang Chengcheng, and at the same time watched Yang Zhenglin on TV, who obviously had a lot of vicissitudes. Who knows what happened next, which left her dumbfounded.

Reporter Yang Zhenglin was arranged by the Taiwan staff to interview a female volunteer who went to the Middle East to evacuate overseas Chinese. The reason why she arranged to interview this woman was probably because she was good-looking, and appearing on TV could especially save face for the motherland.

As soon as Yang Zhenglin turned his head and saw the interviewee, his expression froze, and he froze for two or three seconds. Even the host of the domestic live broadcast hall saw the clue.

Yang Zhenglin bit the bullet and asked: "Hi, ma'am, what is the resettlement situation of the stranded overseas Chinese this time? How many people will be withdrawn from this batch to return to the motherland?"

Yang Chengcheng is the leader of a company after all, and he really participated in volunteer work, so he spoke very clearly and coherently.The only downside is that this lady never looks at the camera, but always stares affectionately at the handsome reporter, and the circles of her eyes get redder the more she looks at it.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Zhenglin wanted to end the interview quickly. He looked at Yang Chengcheng with a razor-like gaze, with "see how I deal with you" written all over his face. A wave of anger flew to the satellite and then to the motherland, finally breaking through the TV screen , Slapped on the face of every audience.

"Wait!" said the beautiful volunteer lady suddenly, "I still have something to say! The fundamental purpose of my coming here is to visit my husband."

When the word "husband" came out, Yang Zhenglin opened his eyes slightly.

"My husband is an expatriate reporter. He has been stationed here for half a year. He has injured his arm and lost a lot of weight. I know that many family members of other expatriate staff are also worried all the time like me. Here, on behalf of everyone, I hope that You protect yourself, successfully complete your mission, and return home safely. At the same time, I express my respect from the motherland to you."

This sudden sublimation theme not only stunned Yang Zhenglin, but also the host of the Beijing live broadcast room.But this passage is really red, professional and warm, and it is a surprise to see such a touching scene in China.Just when the hosts were about to give a wave of praise on the spot, something that was never expected happened.

Reporter Yang Zhenglin held the hand of the beautiful lady, and said with a gloomy face: "Please do not imitate my wife. Please stay in the country safely, so as to reduce the burden on the country's evacuation operations."

The host of the live broadcast room was stunned, and the screen trembled violently three times - obviously the cameraman was trembling.

Ye Congxin laughed so hard that she was about to roll off the sofa.She swallowed this pot of national dog food, turned off the TV, and went out.Thinking about it, with Cheng Cheng in front of her, it wouldn't be too much for her to be impulsive today.

In the evening, the street lights in Wudaokou had just been turned on, and the traffic on the road was still jammed like a carnival.Ye Congxin asked her students to leave the school and help move a large heavy box to the fountain square to wait, while she set off from home.

In fact, she was very nervous, so she said yes, when she got there, she asked the students to go back to school and not to watch the excitement.Along the way, she tried her best to slow down, slowing down would save her embarrassment.It was precisely because of his absent-mindedness that when he crossed the road, he was almost hit by a motorcycle delivering food.

Fortunately, a kind woman met and pulled her back onto the sidewalk.

Ye Congxin turned around to say thank you, and was stunned when he saw the man's face.The man was the same, staring at her, petrified to death.Only a little boy shook the woman's hand and asked his mother what was wrong and why she didn't leave.

It took Ye Congxin a long time to speak: "Lilac! You haven't changed, you're still so pretty."

"You too, senior sister." Ding Xiang also recovered, pinned a lock of hair behind her ear, and smiled slightly.She said to the boy beside her, "Call me Auntie, this is my mother's old friend."

The boy was very obedient and greeted Ye Congxin generously.

"Your son?"

Ding Xiang nodded and smiled happily.

"Like you, handsome. Are you coming to Beijing on business?"

"Yep."

"When are you leaving then?"

"Leave tonight."

"That's it..." Ye Congxin sighed, "Next time, let's have a meal together next time."

"It's only next time...how come I didn't meet you until this time? Couldn't it be even one day earlier!" Ding Xiang said while holding her forehead.

Ye Congxin thought she was so beautiful, but after so many years, she really hasn't changed much.The temperament is still the same, leading a child can still be steady and lively, the two chatted briefly, Ding Xiang said that she is not single anymore, Ye Congxin blessed her, and said that she is still single, can you Changing the status quo depends on luck for a while.Ding Xiang was surprised: "Then why are you talking to me! Hurry up! You always make people wait too long!"

After Ye Congxin learned a few lessons, she felt better physically and mentally. She said goodbye to Ding Xiang, rushed across the road, and turned her head again, but Ding Xiang was no longer there.

The little boy quickly followed his mother's footsteps and asked, "Mom, you obviously live in Beijing, so you're not on a business trip..."

Ding Xiang didn't answer.

"Mom, aren't you alone? Mom, why didn't you tell me you found a boyfriend? I won't blame you, anyway, Dad has a girlfriend, and that auntie is very nice to me. Before I came to Beijing to find you, auntie And bought me an aircraft carrier model!"

Ding Xiang wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled, "Then you go to find that auntie!"

"Of course I still love my mother the most!"

……

When the last trace of indigo in the sky disappeared, Wudaokou began its nightlife once again.The fountain started, and the children who practiced roller skating also came. After dinner, the girls paired up and went shopping.In the open space in front of the piano store, someone circled a circle with candles—the behavior of the inferior street occupying and disturbing the people was complained by pedestrians, and also attracted some onlookers.

The fireworks exploded among the tall buildings in Wudaokou, reflecting their own shadows on the glass buildings, illuminating the overtime code farmers and financial dogs, and illuminating every passerby.No one will remember that a similar scene has been here before.

"It's still early before the Chinese New Year, and there is no fine for showing fireworks now?" "Who knows? Maybe there are people in the house." The middle-aged people chatted and looked up at the sky.

"Mom, is it a holiday today?" "Not really. Maybe someone got married?" The mother looked up at the sky with the child in her arms.

"It's so beautiful, my husband." "This kind of firework is very expensive." "I want you to buy this kind for me during the Chinese New Year!" "Uh... buy, buy, buy." The snuggling couple looked at the sky.

Ye Congxin forced herself not to cover her ears, and stood where she could directly see from the piano shop, trembling for fear that her face would turn pale.Everyone was speechless and admiring, and she was probably the only one in Wudaokou who was nervous and anxious.

It was about the time when the eighth firework was lifted into the sky, a tall figure jumped out from the small door on the lower floor of the piano store, and rushed to Ye Congxin, almost knocking Ye Congxin over the head.

Chen Qiutang covered Ye Congxin's ears, heard "Happy Birthday", and saw the joy of victory in his eyes.She said: "I can only see a bunch of bright lights, the exact color is not very clear. What I see is not that good."

Ye Congxin was selfish, and said, "Did I tell you that? The physical memory will be very deep. I remember covering my ears. You didn't write it down in the notebook. Was it also automatic?"

"……Yes."

"Okay." Ye Congxin smiled helplessly.Only then did she realize that Chen Qiutang's back was facing the fireworks again, so she quickly said, "I'll cover it myself, you should take a look too."

"I can't see the color anyway."

"Ha, I thought you would say you looked in my eyes."

"I can't see that small..."

"right."

Flowing characters' lines, iron-clad urban management.Chen Qiutang pulled Ye Congxin up and ran towards Ye Congxin's house.

"Go home?" Ye Cong asked panting.

Chen Qiutang didn't answer, just dragged her to run, maybe because she didn't want to answer, or maybe because the voice was confused, she couldn't hear it.Ye Cong thought, it doesn't matter, no matter what it is, she will ask again when she gets home.

The fireworks were over, and the two running figures finally merged with the busy night background.Tonight's Wudaokou is still lively.

——End of full text——

The author has something to say:

【postscript】

Many readers have read my first article "Fire", and when they read this article again, they will ask me: What have you experienced...

In fact, I have not experienced anything, but the purpose of writing and the mentality are different.In the first article, to be honest, I wanted to pursue hot themes in the entertainment industry, write about sweet pet Su, hope to entertain myself and others, and hope to have good data and high subscriptions.But halfway through the writing, it became difficult to maintain a sweet pet. I always wanted to abuse, sublimate, and carry private goods, so it became completely different, embarrassing in all aspects.So I know that I am not suitable for writing sweet essays, I know that my level is not enough, so I can't write propositional essays, I can only write about myself.

Writing "Wen Shui" is very free. I don't care about the data, I just want to test whether this kind of article can survive.Thanks to everyone, I am very satisfied with the results of the experiment.The purpose of this article is to present to everyone the social relationships I have encountered, without praise or criticism. They exist, and their existence is reasonable.

About the main characters.Designing such a stomachache story is to challenge the definition of "love story".When I read articles that focus on emotional lines, I want to abandon the article every time I see the protagonist confessing that they are successfully together, because it is inevitable to give out sugar, and it is politically correct for people who love each other to be together (yes, I love reading be articles ).I just thought, is love always the same as the person you spend your whole life with? Not necessarily.If not, you must be unhappy? Not necessarily.Therefore, under the combined effect of subjective and objective factors, Ye Zi chose the latter among her partners in love and life.As for Cheng Cheng, the original purpose of arranging this role was to wish the Cheng Cheng in my life to be happy forever.

Another point I want to mention is the name of the text.When I was told to change my name, I refused, but then I thought, how interesting it is to title an article that doesn’t focus on love as “Love Story”! (The author has a bad taste) But I still think that "Boiling Human Scum in Warm Water" is the most appropriate.I don’t think everyone thinks that any of the characters in the article are scumbags, but if you jump out and think about it, this is an after-dinner conversation you heard about Fur, don’t you think that the protagonists are all scumbags? I It just gave them their respective growth backgrounds, so their behaviors seem reasonable and understandable.

The scumbags and villains we meet in reality actually have their own backgrounds and reasons for their actions, but we haven't had a deep understanding of them, so we feel that the three views have exploded.I don't want to excuse those who violate meritorious deeds. People who hurt others have the obligation to take responsibility, but try to empathize with this kind of thinking, and maybe you can be more rational and peaceful whether you look at social issues or your own life.

at last.I mentioned the process of machine personification in the last chapter, which is a preview, and I will discuss it in detail in the next article.And the next one... If "Warm Water" discusses life with "human scum", then "Shading the Sky" discusses survival with "xx" (confidential).

It's a great honor to express my thoughts and thoughts to you all, and we will meet again by fate——