lover relationship

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The ambiguous lights and ambiguous atmosphere, the nightclub full of masculine charm mixed with fish and dragons, Sang Ye seems to be swimming in water, he has never done this kind of thing, relying on his good-looking face and a mouth full of nonsense, he catches one and the other , Not long after, I hugged a pleasing one.

Unlike foreign lovers, oriental men have the beauty of oriental men, not so explicit, not so arrogant, and the gentleness of black hair and black eyes has a special taste.

Sang Ye felt a little interesting, but subconsciously didn't like it very much. Drunkness is drunkenness in the world of mortals, hometown is gentleness, it's too clingy.

After getting off the plane, the jet lag rolled in the alcohol, which made him dizzy. He hugged the boy beside him, laughed a few times in the fun field, and the two of them were going to go straight to the star hotel.

The night outside is deep, the noise blowing in the ears makes people drowsy, Sang Ye feels like a foolish king who is not in the early morning, chaotic, muddle-headed, when he goes out, he doesn't know which nerve is wrong, suddenly feels very boring, headache Dizzy again, the service staff said goodbye to them properly, and joked with Xiao Qinger next to him, Sang Ye told him to go back and get another bottle of wine, and smoked by himself under the porch pillar at the door.

He has been away for too long, so long that he has forgotten his hometown, not only has no nostalgia, but even feels uncomfortable.

Sang Ye leaned against the pillar and felt a severe headache, the noise from the nightclub rustled at the door, and in the shadow of the corner there was a couple talking, probably breaking up arguing, one was crying and the other was cold and silent.

The smell of barbecue sauce overflowing with oil and salt wafted from the street in the distance, and Sang Ye couldn't help sneezing. He covered his nose with his hand, feeling a little bad, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the young couple, who happened to be crying The messy boy also saw him, with tears and snot in the neon lights, really careless, Sang Ye waved at him and turned his head away.

When the relationship reaches such a point, it is very boring, one is hysterical, the other is indifferent, how ridiculous.

Sang Ye is not a good bird, he is not afraid of anything, and he doesn't care about anything, so that he laughed out loud when he turned his head away. That boy is like a cat with fried hair, so fucking pitiful, such a situation is in his heart I watched it countless times when I was in junior high school, and now I only find it funny.

This smile is too ungentlemanly and unmannered. The boy looks younger than him, and he just stands there at a loss, angry and ashamed, angry and ashamed.The man beside him also turned his face because of Sang Ye's smile. He originally turned his back on Sang Ye, but when he turned his head, Sang Ye saw his appearance clearly, and whistled inwardly.

Sang Ye smiled and held a cigarette between his fingers, and explained to the boy, "Hey, baby, it's not you I'm laughing at."

The boy wiped his face completely and pursed his lips.

Sang Ye was talking with a smile, but his eyes kept looking at the man. He was not very handsome, with distinct facial features and a straight nose. The reason he was not handsome was probably because he was too cold, too cold, as if everything could be discarded. , So cold that Sangye's heart stopped, and suddenly he felt interesting.

He was quite tall, with a tight-fitting vest over his shirt, a suit draped over his forearms, shiny leather shoes, and a messy hairstyle. He looked like an old-school gentleman with a metallic texture who came out of the steam age.

Sang Ye has no bones, and he doesn't have a good posture. If he straightened his back, he would be as tall as this man, but the man's aura is too aloof, which inexplicably makes him appear taller.

Unfortunately, the model is wrong.

Sang Ye sighed secretly, then laughed at himself, he's a jerk.

The boy was still looking at him, the word "sorry" didn't exist in Sang Ye's dictionary, he walked over and handed the boy a handkerchief: "Hey, baby, you see, he doesn't know how to cherish you at all, Why don't you take good care of yourself? Give yourself a face, and let him ask for a breakup fee!"

Very cooperative, the man handed a card to the tearful man in front of him, and Sang Ye suddenly laughed, almost bending over, this man is really, a bit ridiculous, and he is very appetizing to him, reminding him of him and When his mother was kicked out by Sang Qin, the card his father handed him disgusted him and made him want to laugh, but when he grew up, he felt that he and his father were the same scum. Fang Fang took it and walked with his head held high.

His mother cried too much back then, which made him too scared. She was so afraid that she put on a smile and put on a face, and stood by when she saw similar things happen in front of others. She even thought it was funny and interesting.

If love is a momentary burst of urge, where is the impetus to sustain it?

It is said that the first three months after getting acquainted are the most exciting, because you can discover a lot of things in each other that you don't know or even know before, and that kind of freshness will make you feel that love is sweet and warm. There will be endless things to say, and the phone calls once every two hours, and even faintly feel that it is not enough. I wish I could whisper, penetrate the chest and directly share the past, and imagine all the possibilities of your future in my mind.

Then with the passage of time, a little bit of boredom, I lost the motivation to understand again, because there is a saying that I don’t know where I heard it: “People live only for a few moments.”

The sky is broken, the young people have lived for more than [-] years, and three months are enough to tell everything.

You know everything about him, know his character, know his weaknesses, you are a little tired, you can no longer burn yourself with heat, calm down, and start to seriously analyze your future possibilities, and then you will find that, All the future has yet to come, guessing is useless, drawing cakes is not enough to satisfy one's hunger, one must move forward step by step in a down-to-earth manner, life is not a novel, there will be three chapters of small climax and five chapters of great climax.

Slowly it will be like that.

Also, just, that, like.

What kind?You will become more and more indifferent to showing your useless side, and you will see each other's flaws, tolerance or friction, patience or change, all of which are tiring.

In the end, love is not like love, but like mutual consideration and concessions.

But why should I give in?Sang Ye often thinks this way.

When love is no longer what love is, why do I want such "love"?

If the pursuit of true true love comes first, does all love only exist in the budding moment?

Did he only smell Ome when he leaned on the door and looked back?Is it only in the moment of love at first sight in the eyes of the cat that blossomed in the dust?

If I got Bai Yueguang and ground it into a grain of sticky rice on my collar with my own hands, would it be Yueguang or me who would be cruel?

It is getting harder and harder to return to the moment of love, the moment of getting love, the moment of the other party's consent, such things as love are lost from your hands, and is it because of this that there will be "unobtainable" feelings? Forever in a commotion" lyrics?

Is it, and because of this, the existence of Lithromantic sexual orientation can also be explained?

The boy in front of him still had a lot of backbone, he showed weakness and succumbed when he was emotionally moved, and finally supported his self-esteem, and didn't take the card handed over by the man.

Xiao Qing'er called Sang Ye behind him, and Sang Ye laughed, turned around and walked towards him.

The man put the card into the opponent's pocket, lightly flicked the suit on his hand, and looked at Sang Ye with calm and self-possessed eyes.

Indeed, kind of interesting.

The author has something to say: Lithromantic refers to people who have feelings for each other, but do not want to get an emotional response. The love of such people may disappear because of the emotional response of the other party. Some can accept a romantic relationship, and some cannot.

I came late, and I wrote more cautiously at the beginning, and I kept getting stuck, so uncomfortable.