What kind of emotions you have, you decide what kind of love style you have. For example, the primary emotional class may be desperate, as long as the other party likes, to pick the stars, to pick the moon, only can not think, there is nothing that can not be done. The result was disastrous. A good friend of mine, who looked at a beautiful woman, thought about the beauty like a movie star, he felt that his soul was not guarded, framed the beautiful woman's photo, placed it on the table, looked at it every day, and laughed out loud from time to time; in front of him was always the delicate face and figure of the beautiful woman. So he launched a crazy love offensive, about once a week, going out only by taxi and not walking, wanting to eat whatever he wanted, saying what he wanted to buy, and he borrowed everywhere when he had no money. But this beautiful woman couldn't look at him at all, because the brothers couldn't really go out.
One is because beautiful women's parents think that men have good character and honest duties. The second is to recruit him into the fold. This beautiful woman, for the sake of her parents and his sincerity, can't bear to hurt him prematurely, and wants to give him a slow adaptation to it, and then gradually let go. This pit man is old and cruel, and this brother spends almost 10,000 yuan a month to fall in love. I met someone who was not real, and I was unlucky! Beauty is also, you don't like people to refuse quickly, let him stop thinking, but also save financial losses. In the end, the brother was still rejected, saying that the boy had tears and did not flick, but was not rejected by the beautiful woman. That day he made an appointment with several brothers to set up a wedding banquet, the beautiful woman said good to go, we waited for the flowers to be thankful and did not come, as soon as I called, the other party said I do not want to go, you eat! At that time, I saw the brother holding the phone, and the tears on his face kept sliding down. I comforted him a few times, and he was so stupid that he couldn't listen to a word.
Of course, there have been successes. At the beginning of the 1980s, my friend's factory assigned a female broadcaster, about 170 in height, sweet and lovely, talking and singing, so wonderful. So the whole factory singles wanted to pursue her. Many of them are college technician engineers. But the factory has a factory bully, that is, the kind of leper who does not make big mistakes every day, makes small mistakes continuously, kills the leader, and is difficult to defeat the kind of person in the court. Looks can be said to be what an ugly word, black and fat, the face is vicious and hateful, and the people walking on the street are hidden when they meet each other. But he has his means. When he was eating in the cafeteria, he knocked the lunch box and shouted, I am the broadcaster's boyfriend, we are determined, who dares to rob me, beware of being beaten! Several white-faced students pushed their glasses, and without a word, they looked down at each other with red faces and ate separately. (To be continued)