The Guide to the Tear-offs in the Online Supporting Circle Part 2: Peak Acting Skills

That night, Xie Zhengyan returned to his place of residence with thoughts as chaotic as torn cotton wool. When he entered the door, he took off the Citizen radio wave watch on his wrist that had been blown cold by the cold wind but felt like fiery red coals to the touch. He put it on the bed and fed it. Fuzi then inadvertently turned around and saw that his chest was hit hard. The irritability and fatigue accumulated in the past few days immediately became stronger. He felt severe dizziness, and hurriedly put the radiation source that caused discomfort into the watch box, and opened the belt lock. Put the paper box containing the documents into the drawer, and then close the lock tightly, just like guarding Pandora's magic box.

Standing on guard does not mean that he wants to use reason to build the impenetrable city of Troy. In fact, during the day, Zhihu's confession of true feelings has been mixed into the city gate like a giant Trojan horse ambush.The proud and noble Helen needs treasures like Athena's golden apples to impress her heart, but he lives in a poor and bleak slum, and he is the kind of poor match girl who can feel a little warmth in the pan.The heart that has been starving for a long time is a lonely and ruthless little widow, unable to withstand too enthusiastic teasing, and now she has already uttered a series of lewd and lascivious groans and groans in front of the beautiful promise constructed with words.

Gradually, his body could no longer support his head, and he fell limply to the pillow. Contradictions bullied him, like a giant beast tearing at his soul. His thoughts quickly dissipated into countless shapeless fibers, covering his body nakedly. If it wasn't for the next beeping sound, he would probably faint in the struggle.

The life-saving notification comes from Qian Fan, who just ran against him with sharp teeth a few days ago, and today he came to share his cuteness without any doubts. This cat is like you, seeing this look makes me want to pinch my ears."

Xie Zhengyan stared wearily at the little tabby cat whose eyes were staring into black marbles, and typed tiredly: "It's a cat with folded ears, and it's a nobleman in the meow world. I can't compare to it."

"Haha, I think it looks like a little refugee, how can there be nobility."

"Well, the refugee's words are very suitable for my identity, thank you."

After two replies, Qian Fan was keenly aware that he was upset, so he called directly to ask. Xie Zhengyan wanted to evade it, but after chatting for a few words, the latch on his heart loosened. Looking around, there are flying sand, rocks, suspicious soldiers and ghosts, and there is an urgent need for an expert who is familiar with strategy to guide the way.Qianfan's experience and insights are much deeper and broader than his. Although his thighs are not as good as Buddha's feet, hugging them may be a life-saving straw.

"Old man, have you ever been in love?"

"how?"

"Looking at you as an old driver, you have a lot of emotional experience, right?"

"Hmm~ I can't talk about being rich, I only had three girlfriends before and after."

"Three is not enough. Many people walk into the wedding hall when they fall in love for the first time. You are still on standby after rehearsing three times. You are qualified to be a coach for others."

"Why do I feel that there is something in your words? What exactly do you want to say?"

Xie Zhengyan made some detours, and sneakily handed in a letter for help: "I want to ask you a question, if a person is sincerely pursuing you, but you don't like him, but he treats you very, very well, even more than your parents My dear, I am willing to do my best to provide you with happiness, will you agree to associate with him?"

Qian Fan didn't like going around in circles, so after listening to it, he decisively removed the "if" escalator and hung him up in the air.

"You're talking about yourself. You've been talking to me for emotional counseling for a long time. If you have something to say, why go around?"

"...I'm really distressed now, can you please take care of my emotions."

"Haha, yes, no problem."

Qian Fan is an unscrupulous person, but his mind is exceptionally clever. He knows what is important and what is important, and never chases and teases the other party when he is really troubled.

"I think love is never equal. It is normal for one party to pay more than the other party, but it must also be based on the mutual gratification of the two. Without this necessary and sufficient condition, love cannot be established."

"If one party's love makes the other party very moved, and they are willing to cultivate feelings with him, isn't that okay?"

"This is a possibility, but the premise is that you don't dislike intimate contact with this person, that is to say, you don't reject any physical contact that may occur between you, and you are willing to hold hands, hug, kiss, kiss, or even make love with the other person. .”

That sensitive word was like a burning cigarette butt, so hot that Xie Zhengyan jumped up, shouting anxiously: "Why did it suddenly involve sex and love, please be serious!"

Qian Fan's tone was as correct as a university professor giving an academic report in the auditorium: "What I'm talking about is very real issues. Sex is the only way to love. If lovers can't have sexual fantasies and sexual impulses towards each other, it can only mean that two point, either this kind of relationship is not love, or there is a problem with the physical function of the two people. If you can’t reserve a seat for the other party in terms of sex and love, but force yourself to accept it because of emotion or sympathy, then this road is destined to not go far , the result is either you are scared off by disgust, or she is stabbed by your indifference."

"Is there no other result? Like Plato?"

"My friend, you have been soaking in those fantasy books for a long time, and you are too poisoned. Plato only exists in the mythical imagination. We humans are sensory animals and we must follow the laws of biology. The essence of love is actually The physiological signals produced by hormones such as dopamine secreted by the human brain are, to put it bluntly, no different from the hormones released during mating and mating of animals. If you really love someone, you must want to get close to them. Physical union is the twist and bridge connecting emotions. If you think this If you are lying between you like a roadblock, then you will definitely find it difficult to fall in love with each other even if you don’t love each other, dating is a wrong choice, and it’s not good for anyone.”

Xie Zhengyan thought about his words, and hit the rocks in a blink of an eye. He absolutely couldn't accept the development of a physical relationship with Jun Zhihu. It was only the most elementary imagination that stuck a stick in his throat, stirring up his internal organs and making him want to vomit. .

He fell before the last sliver of luck, but he was still greedy for the paint on it, because the paint could brighten his dark life, so he was reluctant to give up.

"Is there really no other possibility?"

Qian Fan felt his reluctance. A dedicated doctor never hesitated to intimidate patients who shy away from treatment. Anyway, the venom from the tip of his teeth was always inexhaustible, so he did not hesitate to launch the strategy of fighting poison with poison.

"There are many possibilities if it has nothing to do with love. Otherwise, why would there be so many mistresses and little faces in the world? If you really want to accept the other party's sincerity and the various benefits brought by it, you can learn from those men and women who sell their bodies. Anyway, that This kind of thing doesn't have to be regarded as a sacred ritual of exchanging souls and flesh, it can also be regarded as a slightly higher intensity massage or a variety of aerobic exercises. As long as you can pass your own test, other things are trivial."

Xie Zhengyan's eyebrows twitched, shaking off his anger.

"Aren't you asking me to be a male prostitute?!"

Qian Fan sneered of course: "I'm just doing analysis for you, the decision is in your hands, and no one can force you. But when it comes to men and prostitutes, I want to be fair. Prostitution has been a profession since ancient times. Not to mention, but it is absolutely reasonable, and those who do this industry usually put a price tag on the young and old, which can not only promote economic development, but also alleviate social problems to a certain extent, so I have always respected and not discriminated against. It’s a different matter for those who sell themselves under the guise of feelings. I think it’s a [-]% deception, and it’s even worse than a liar who simply cheats money. If such people appear around me, I will treat them like cockroaches. Wrap it up and throw it far away into the trash can, and never let him appear in front of my eyes again."

His words are neither soft nor hard, but they have a kind of penetrating warning, like a signboard with a prohibition symbol painted on it. It seems ordinary, but the consequences of ignoring it are not only terrible but also perilous.

Xie Zhengyan has always followed the rules, always took the social bus on time, kept his own law and did not think out of place, and basically had no thoughts or courage to violate the rules, so he sincerely agreed with these words, gritted his teeth, and smashed the soap bubbles containing delusion one by one, so as to teach himself to rein in the precipice.

"You're right. I can't harm others or myself. I will formally reject him in the next two days after finishing my wording."

Qian Fan smiled slowly and said "Yes", hiding a bit of childish approval.His voice was like cattail fluff gently sweeping over the tip of Xie Zhengyan's heart, which made him tremble slightly, his face became hot, and he felt that the cause must be the shameful conversation just now, so he hurriedly changed the subject and asked a serious question: "See you during the Spring Festival? Playing with the cat, whose cat is that?"

Hearing that it was raised by his little cousin, Xie Zhengyan was really surprised: "Your cousin's family is also in the countryside. This kind of cat is very expensive, and it costs a lot of money to raise it."

The implication is to euphemistically question how the family can afford this noble cat.

Qian Fan said: "My cousin recently had a rich boyfriend. The cat was given by that person. I also told them that it costs a lot of money to raise a cat. Poor people like us can't wait for them. Why don't we sell them in the market?" never mind."

Xie Zhengyan hastily stopped him: "No, if you want to sell it, wait until it is bigger. Every time I pass by a pet store and see those kittens and puppies locked up in small cages for sale, I feel so pitiful. Buyers and sellers only know how to make money. They don’t take care of them, and many of them died of illness before reaching the owner’s house. It’s cold now, and this cat is so weak that it can’t stand it.”

Qian Fan made it difficult: "We also feel that it is very pitiful, but what can we do? Who made us so poor, people still can't eat enough, how can we have spare money to buy expensive imported cat food for it?"

Xie Zhengyan heard his tone as if he was going to send the cat to the market tomorrow, and couldn't help but be serious.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. It's a little big, and its appetite is limited. Let your cousin ask her boyfriend to provide cat food. Even cats can afford cat food, but can't afford cat food?"

"Uh~ They seem to have broken up."

"What the hell, didn't you say they just started dating recently?!"

"That's to say, I thought she had caught a rich man, but ended up dating him for only a month and then goodbye. Alas, rich people really don't have long-term habits, and they don't really date poor people. Once the novelty wears off, they get bored."

"...Your cousin must be very sad, no wonder you dare to tell her about selling cats."

An originally very inspirational story fell into the ice cave of reality before it was heated up. Xie Zhengyan, as an audience, also lost his energy. At first, he is willing to take in.

"I'm so poor now, I can't afford to buy it with money. Please see it as a life, show kindness, don't send it to a dead end for a little money. If you have to sell it, I can pay the IOU first. I will replenish you when I have money in the future.”

"Are you serious? Then how do we hand over the cat to you?"

"I will transfer 1000 yuan to your Tenfutong tomorrow, and I will trouble you to send it in a consignment when the pet is raised in the spring. Remember to find a professional pet consignment company. Irregular companies are very unsafe, and it will be in vain. Killed it's life."

Xie Zhengyan emphasized the explanation very carefully, and soon found that Qian Fan had stopped talking. He called "Hello" several times, and turned up the volume one by one. Just as he was wondering if this person had gone to the toilet, a series of husky voices suddenly came out of his phone. Laughing, stuffy and blunt, as if separated by a thick quilt, Xie Zhengyan quickly realized that it was Qian Fan covering his mouth to hold back his laughter.

"Hey, why are you laughing, did I say the wrong thing again?"

Throwing the question over, he immediately dug open that layer of cover and laughed like a fountain. Qianfan didn't know how happy he was, and couldn't stop laughing until he got angry.

Xie Zhengyan had an intuition that he had stepped into another trap, and asked with wide eyes, "You lied again, didn't you?! Which words are false this time?"

After a few seconds, he couldn't wait to surrender, so he was so angry that he changed his hand to hold the phone, and reprimanded him with a roar that could smash the ceiling: "I shouldn't ask you which words are false, but in fact, you never said a word of truth from the beginning to the end." Isn't that right? That cat doesn't belong to your family at all!"

His anger was intuitively transmitted to Qian Fan's ears, and the smirking liar finally put away his complacency and apologized as if begging for peace: "I'm sorry, I just want to test whether you have love, and the fact proves once again that our dumb flute kid is a Bodhisattva Hearty little angel, maybe I can become a member of the United Nations Love Gene Society in the future..."

"Block you!"

Xie Zhengyan really turned into an irritable cat, bared his teeth and claws angrily and hung up the phone. Qian Fan thought he was afraid that he would vomit, so he sent a message within 2 minutes.

"It's all a joke, good boy, don't be angry, okay~"

For the first time, Xie Zhengyan used nasty words of intimacy in a coaxing tone. Staring at the row of simple words, he found that he could easily imitate the tone of Qian Fan's own speech. The feeling has been so familiar?

Trying to substitute Qianfan's voice again, his heart pounded on the drum, beating so fast and powerfully that the whole building could hear it.He was the first one to be frightened by the sound. His mobile phone fell into the quilt, and then his body fell into the soil of the dream, but he left the root of the dream—"sleepiness" completely in outside.

The author has something to say:

This week is a bye without any suspense. In order to prevent the editor from worrying about it, I decided not to apply for the list of this article. I just finished writing quietly like this. The readers who can catch up with Pingkeng are very lucky~ thank you~