Chapter 642: Fraudulent Love (1)

"Hei Mi Zhima, Pierce the Dagger into the Heart"

Part IV

Blue mandala

Volume 1: Trick Love

Blue Mandala: Fraudulent Love [Varu Alan (Mongolian)]

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Love can't be cheated, and when I finally understood that, I found an opportunity to indulge.

I haven't seen a blue mandala, but his appearance, that is.

He kept asking me what your name was, and I had no choice but to reply: I don't know how to read it? My name is Belle Pearl. Still keep asking:

- I want to know my real name, my full name......

――What is the mobile phone number......

――What's your name? How old are you? You may not be calling, but texting.

――Tell me a match, and tell me a girl's mobile phone number. Or maybe it's you.

- How old are you?

- What about my object?

Really a scoundrel, I said: You have a convulsion?

I've seen that kind of white mandala, where I lived when I was a child, it was open everywhere and I didn't see it. It is introduced on the Internet like this - love flowers, if swallowed with wine, will make people laugh and have an anesthetic effect. It is said to be a flower that blooms in the sky, and those who see this flower will remove the evil from themselves.

White mandala, white flowers are soft and shaped like lamps, and black flower seeds are narcotics. Now I want to see it, because I feel like he's evil.

I feel like he's the flower of evil. Whenever he appeared, I remembered the verses—the severed head gurgling with dark red blood, and the maggots surging like a tide.

However, I had to face him. He is very persistent and will keep repeating questions.

TA: Introduce the subject, right?

Wo: What do you want?

T: No. As long as you can talk to each other.

W: Female, do you have time to talk?

T: That's right

W: Don't worry, I'm looking for XXXXXXXXX

T: Do you often surf the Internet? What is your mobile phone number?

W: Let's talk about it first

T: What about you?

That's right, he came for me, and started saying that he was an 18-year-old sophomore in high school and asked for a cell phone number. I told him, it's useless to arrive, I won't turn on the mute, and I won't reply to messages that aren't compliments.

In the afternoon, he became 22 years old, and began to talk about it, asking questions that he supposedly saw in books were true.

The chat history on the first day was 8 pages, and the person I loved had less than 3 pages of chat history for 3 months throughout the winter. The reply to my Spring Festival greeting was this: "Please don't bother me again in the future, I don't want to receive your message".

Did I bother? Definitely not! I say hello twice a week at most: good morning on Monday and good night on Friday. Didn't say a word more. In the fall, I accompanied my parents shopping during the day, and I never expressed the slightest impatience when I listened to his stories at night.

Maybe men and women are the same, they are always impatient with people they don't like. It's not hard to see why. I thought of the person I used to bother, and I said: You won't be sad that I'm dating someone online, right? 24 hours without replying is agreeing.

As a result, he quickly replied: nonsense!

That person didn't talk to me online, and he advised me not to date anyone else. He was not married, but he learned a lot about marriage, and he also wanted to enlighten me to give up revenge and return to my family.

These people are really full of food! My husband also said that the gentleman has the beauty of an adult and wants to help me find a virgin, and it is their business! If they don't have an online relationship with me, they will go cool, and they are not my mother, so why should they educate me? Besides, even my mother is speechless, and has decided to leave my affairs to me.

This time, there is no need to ask him if he will be sad if I am dating someone else online. Although I waited for five months for the love letter in the joke, he already liked two women, one was when he was 16 years old, he liked a girl in the class, he said that he wrote a lot of love letters at that time, and he was too attentive, and he still hasn't written anymore; Thinking about online dating is just lip service, why do you have to find someone who can say that only likes me.

Since May last year, my husband has said every month that he will help me find a virgin before the fifteenth day of the next month, saying, "If you can hide from the fifteenth day of the new year, it will be a matter of time, so it is better for me to ask in person to rest assured." ”

But so far I haven't seen any of them. And the person I was chatting with, I went to the space and looked at the log and found that he was in love. Including this one, who claims to be a sophomore in high school, is obviously a lovelorn from the diary.

This is a flower of evil, a blue mandala of deception.