Chapter 572: Mentally Handicapped
Chapter 572: Mentally Handicapped
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I say wood nerd because the first word of his name is Lin. I showed the photo to my husband and asked, "Do you think this person is a good match for me?"
――What year?
- 1991.
After 18 years, he should have grown out of shape. You should look for it like this now.
――You're really good at fooling, you want me to scold again, don't you?
- I think the scolding is because of love, there are a lot of people in line, and there are Garcell's, you are quite popular, be confident.
In fact, I know very well in my heart that the Internet is all ** to relieve boredom, and none of them are truly in love. Not to mention talking about the inseparable Cheng dù, even before the names of the two sides were clear, they began to inquire about how much oil and water could be fished. I wrote that I would accept a man who really loved each other until I was officially divorced, and I immediately disappeared, so it can be seen that most of them want to rub oil. More often than not, there is only one Q number, and there is no information, so I ask, "Can I be friends?"
I said I've accepted to add friends. As a result, I kept asking if I could be friends, and finally I said: You shouldn't be sick, right?
I really don't understand, don't anyone see that I'm moaning without illness?
[Women who marry only once in their lives have a common characteristic: they are not content. Fantasy of a better ending for everything, and the same is true for marriage. Even if her husband is talented, gentle, and considerate, when no one is around, it is inevitable that there will be infinite reverie: if he hadn't chosen him at the beginning, would there have been a better man...... The typical satiety man does not know that the hungry man is hungry! A peaceful life can make a woman feel bored, and at the same time think about it. Most of the women who have only one marriage in their lives are genius fantasists, because another meaning of "shun lì" is often "boring"!]
When my mind was still stuck at 29 years old, and I kept asking my husband to do this and that, suddenly there was an earthquake, and I realized that I would be 40 years old in a few months!
Maybe it was those images of the collapse that irritated my nerves, and I started having nightmares, and I started writing about those dreams. At first, I just wanted to beat my husband and son's main blog by clicking more than my husband and son, and then it evolved into a diary that exposed my mind in their name.
It wasn't until after my carefully formatted Yahoo blog disappeared that I stopped to look back at what I had written, feeling a little disheartened.
"He said I was mentally retarded, that I couldn't keep anything well, and he bullied me. I told my husband.
――You're mentally retarded, and people are right.
- Are you looking for a whip, take off the belt and let me use it as a whip!
――Isn't that wrong?
It turns out that I have been directly opening the text jiàn folder on the desktop to write the manuscript, as soon as the computer crashes and disappears to repair, I don't know that I have to open "my computer" and click on a local disk, step by step to find the text jiàn folder and then write to keep, it is really illiterate in the new century.