Chapter 664: Fraudulent Love (23)

Blue Mandala: Trick Love

（23）

Ever since I was tempted to listen to songs on the Internet, I realized that my husband's profligate wreckage in the song hall was actually a lazy windfall. If I had heard clearly what my husband was singing with outside and what the lyrics were, I would have vomited blood in anger. Maybe when he enters the door, he will pour a basin of footwater on his head, so that he will not be crazy and impotent.

A sister read an ambiguous text message, so she poured a glass of water on her husband in a drunken dream, and later called me to tell me that it would be bad if she was scared silly and sick. He told me: When a man is drunk, he is like a woman in confinement, so don't get cold!

I didn't expect that he pretended to be drunk and beat me during the Spring Festival last year, and he was knitting a wool vest for him to wear in spring, but he hasn't knitted another stitch until now. You said that he cheated, lost his job, failed to start a business, lost money in stock speculation, seven aunts and eight mothers-in-law committed an accident and borrowed money, etc., I didn't nag a word about so many things, and the stock market went bear and forced me to continue to speculate and have to make money, otherwise I went out to find a job and get money back, just because of the stinky tofu of forty women, someone is good at this, and can make a lot of money?

I just wrote a blog while trading stocks, and I earned more than 60,000 yuan in the spring market, and I only went out to travel for three days on vacation on my account. As a result, he was still on the road to seduce the little girl in front of me. The girl staring at her was probably more stupid than Yang Lijuan looking at Andy Lau, and I couldn't help but ask her unpretty companion: Is my husband really handsome?

It is conceivable that he specially discharged the beautiful one, which makes people so stupid that they can't take their eyes off and can't take a step, and they must go with us.

But it's nothing, after all, it's two real people looking at each other, and it's understandable that they fell in love at first sight. The most strange thing is that I am inexplicably addicted to chatting with someone, and I will wait until after midnight when he is offline to send him a blessing.

Fortunately, he didn't bother with me anymore, and I could sleep beautifully again, and I didn't have to worry about him anymore.

In the morning, my husband was going out to see that I hadn't gotten up yet, and asked why didn't I get up to chat with your dear? I said that there was no dear, and he wouldn't say a word again.

My husband said: "What people want is eternity, so they don't worry about talking and don't care about morning and twilight." ”

"Really?" I quickly rolled over and got up and gave him a flying kiss, "I have to see if his avatar disappears, so that I can find another one I like, online dating must be what I like, and I must not talk to anyone I just touch." ”

"Why do you want to look at his avatar? As long as he blacklists you in his own space, he will never see any information about you again, and his will still be displayed in your space. ”

"What do you mean? It seems like you're talking about two diametrically opposed situations. ”

"That's the way it is, you're always looking for the kind you want, and that kind is often not the truth. ”

What do I want? Do I believe that only what I lose is poetic, and what I can't get is the most beautiful, like the stupid woman who others say? Don't be funny, I'm a woman who has seen 800 years of ups and downs, and I hate pretending people the most, and I will never have a trace of nostalgia for those who despise me.

I'm just not sure what he really thinks, my doubts must be well-founded, it's just that I don't want to say. I just hope that after I can make sure that he doesn't follow me anymore, he will go online with someone else, I don't want anyone to be sad, at least, someone like me who is going to live past a hundred years old has time to wait for someone to disappear automatically. There have been a lot of people who have disappeared automatically.