Chapter 775: Exorcism (66)

Chapter 775: Exorcism (66)

Blue Mandala: Exorcism

(66)

It seems that online dating is an extramarital affair, and women will be unlucky in extramarital affairs. A man is just an affair, but a woman has to pay a lifetime of infatuation and tears, only to get betrayal and loneliness.

Cut, I don't believe it, I deserve to die for betrayal, it's okay what do I call a dead man!

Looking at the endless generations of beautiful young people, there are many on the street, how pleasing to the eye, why go to a crying face and love to death? That's all the man's own obscenity, thinking that a woman's tears represent love, in my opinion, most of them are deceptive props.

A man wants a woman to be born to be his person, and death is his ghost, no matter how much he spends his heart, he only loves him, is it possible? People support each other, love is heart-to-heart, you yourself withdraw and expect others to clean themselves and keep yourself a widow for you for a lifetime, is it possible?

My tears are also props, but I haven't taken them out for people to watch, not that I can't cry, but that I can't cry without being sad. They will flow silently in the dead of night, just to detoxify and nourish the skin, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

I remember that a year ago I was still telling others to understand the way of being a wife in the Kun hexagram, and if the body is good, there will be no marriage crisis. It wasn't until my husband started beating me that I realized how hard it was to obey someone who had lost her husband's ways.

In fact, in this world, men no longer have the minimum virtue of being a king and a husband, but it is unfair to require women to follow three virtues and four virtues. Even if you have excellent potential like my husband, plus I have carefully cultivated it, I will lose my heart and play some villain tricks from time to time, what hope can I hope for others who are laissez-faire in the big dye vat?

If the king is not benevolent, he can't blame the minister for being unjust, and the husband is not virtuous, don't expect his wife to be virtuous.

I don't deny that I used to accuse women more, because every teenager is a hidden dragon and needs the guidance of his mother to become a king. If a mother is an abandoned woman who weeps and cries and goes crazy, can she expect her child to become a talent? In this era of peace when she is an only child, it is sad for a mother to win the sympathy of the world with her hard work, and it is shameful for her mother to raise a murderous demon.

But behind these mothers there is a father who has lost his husband and has become an animal, isn't it?

Parents in the world should consciously refrain from forcing their children to marry if they cannot raise their children without complaint or regret, and men and women in the world should not force their parents to arrange marriage for themselves if they cannot raise their children by themselves. If everyone is conscious, the world will be much better, and there is no need for everyone to give a piece of love.

I am a very self-conscious person, a filial daughter, a good wife, a good mother, and a good person, just because no one has given me a little love. Mother's strictness is for her own sense of achievement, father's compassion is also for his own sense of achievement, and her husband's coaxing is still for his own sense of achievement.

So, I thought, to make myself feel better by letting everyone down, I want to capture that feeling of love, even if it seems depraved to others.

The little white pigeon, who were siblings, began to look for a nest again, but everywhere they went they were driven out by the grey male pigeon, and the old man seemed to have completely forgotten that it was his own child.

I said to him: Why are you dominating so many nests alone? If you are domineering again, be careful that I will put you in prison so that you will not see your wife and children!

In the evening, when the rain stopped, my husband went out to see that the little white pigeon lived in the nest on the lowest floor against the wall.

(Blue Mandala: Exorcism, 2010.3.29-5.5, A Lan in Beijing)