My colleague introduced me to a young and beautiful little rich woman. We got along so we plan to try to live together. Shortly after living together, I found her behavior strange, every month

My colleague introduced me to a young and beautiful little rich woman. We got along so we plan to try to live together. Not long after living together, I found her behavior strange and would disappear a few days a month. I stumbled upon the real reason and was scared to death.

I am Zhang Hai, 32 years old this year. I graduated from an agricultural university, so I chartered a thousand acres of land in the countryside and used modern science and technology to manage farmland, and the cost of manpower will be reduced a lot, and the efficiency is also very high, so the annual income is also tens of millions. In college, I talked about a girlfriend, Lili. She studied literature, and although she looked ordinary, the things she wrote by hand were quite popular, and I had a good feeling for her, so I came together.

When I took Lili to meet my parents after college, they objected to our relationship. I don't like that Li Li is a countryman and her family conditions are not good. My mother even spoke harshly: "You are so ugly, how can you deserve our Xiao Zhang?" Under the pressure of mom and dad, Li li and I couldn't help but break up. Instead, I later followed my parents' wishes and married Li Mei, the daughter of my father's best friend. She was beautiful, but her temper stinked.

After marriage, she became more and more intense, not only often quarreling with me, but also punching and kicking me every time she quarreled. The marriage lasted less than two years and ended in my divorce. The shadow that this ridiculous marriage has brought me, I have not been able to walk out. That's why I never found a girlfriend again. Not long ago, a college classmate introduced me to a beautiful woman named Jiaxin. At first, I had a feeling of resistance. After all, she was a beautiful woman. Why like me? Also, I just got divorced. But my classmates only used one sentence, and I changed my opinion. He told me, "Jiaxin is not only a strong woman, but also a very talented woman." When I first met Jiaxin, I was stunned by her appearance, as if I had stepped out of a painting. She was the same age as me. She had been abroad before and had just returned home. After meeting, we found that our interests and hobbies were very similar, and there were many common languages. Even I found a familiar smell in her, so we lived together.

Jiaxin lives in an upscale residential area. The first time I went to her house, I was really scared. She's such a little rich woman. The house was magnificently renovated and I was really surprised when I first entered. She told me that the house was only where she lived temporarily, and that she actually had a villa. It was as if I were seeing happy days beckoning to me not far away. But soon after we lived together, I found her a little odd. She always behaves weirdly. From the 16th of every month, she would disappear for two days, and I couldn't get through to her phone for those two days. It always makes me uneasy and even creepy. The more I got to know her, the more I thought she was weird. Today is the 15th, and I know that tomorrow is the day she will not see her. I went to bed very early in the evening, ready to keep up with her tomorrow anyway and see where she went.

The next morning, Jia Xin drove out as usual. I followed her all the way to a quiet villa. I saw a lot of nurses coming in and out of this villa that looked more like a hospital. Seeing Jia xin's car drive into the villa gate, a small nurse immediately rushed to the front of the car to receive her. After checking for a while, I found beautiful girls and young women driving luxury cars coming in and out of the villa. "Is this another place she told me about her?" I muttered to myself. I made up my mind and slipped through the back door, ready to go inside.

I bypassed the concierge and went to the backyard of the villa. Quietly walked into a room on the first floor that looked like a reference room. I took a file from the data closet and opened it to look at it in a state of shock. It's about the plastic surgery record of women, because the contrast of women in the photo can overturn my three views. At first, it is ugly and will have nightmares when you read it, but the more you go on, the more beautiful the photos become, until the last page there is nothing to criticize, and you can be called a beautiful person.

My heart was in a state of panic. Is it true that Jiaxin is also doing plastic surgery here? No wonder she was so beautiful, so beautiful as if she had come out of a painting. Think of the time spent with her, and then think of the "happy" life with her every night. Suddenly felt sick to her stomach and was really scared to see her previous photos. While I was looking for Jiaxin's file, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and I saw Jiaxin standing in the doorway. Step by step, she walked toward me as if I had discovered her secret, annoyed and angry. She smiled at me: "Zhang Hai, do you want to die?" Dare to follow me. I was about to explain when Jiaxin took out a sharp knife and stabbed me in the chest. I woke up immediately. Behind the sweat I found myself collapsed on the bed. It was just a dream. Maybe frightened by my screams, Jia Xin rushed into the bedroom? When I learned that I had a nightmare, I comforted me and said, "It's said that you always like to be whimsical." It seems that Jiaxin was right. I'm really whimsical. After calming down, I took out my phone and looked at the time. It is now 9 a.m. on the 16th. Jiaxin is now in uniform and ready to go out.

I hesitated and asked, "Can I know where you go these two days a month?" Why can't I get through? Jia Xin, who had just walked to the bedroom door, suddenly turned back, as if the ghost in last night's dream smiled: "Don't you know now?"

This story is very ironic, now the society is plainly a face-looking society, if you look good, then you must have an advantage over others in your work, although people say that they advocate spiritual beauty, but they always see good-looking people and forget it clearly. Now there are still a lot of people who go to plastic surgery, which leads to the same Internet red face, those people look similar, standing together can not distinguish at all, I really do not know what is the point of this? What kind of appearance is given by your parents, is it really necessary to make a whole appearance for the sake of your so-called good looks, so that even your parents don't know? If you have a child in the future, when the child looks different from yourself, how do you explain it to your child at that time? So it is best not to go for plastic surgery, everyone is unique, as long as you are confident and capable, then you will bloom your own brilliance. People say I'm right? What do you think?