At the age of fifteen or sixteen, I developed a strong interest in the opposite sex, but not the heart.

By chance, I tasted the pleasure of **, and from then on, I was out of control, peeping, teasing, and teasing, and the woman's body tempted me fatally.

When I was seventeen years old, I wrote a love letter to a nurse. The content was very pure, but it implied that I like her. Her name is Li Ying, she is petite, cute, beautiful, and has a nice voice. She looks only in her early twenties and does not wear a ring on her hand. I think she is not married or has a boyfriend.

I thought I was self-righteous. I told my childhood friend about this, and my father also knew about it. He told me that he might have been married long ago.

My dad and my mom got married at the age of 17. At that time, the family was poor and the people were still very simple and did not need a bride price. Until now, I have never seen my dad and my mom wear a ring.

I was speechless and blushed, but I really like her, her beautiful face and petite and cute figure.

At that time, my dad took me to the city hospital for treatment. I still remember that I had long hair, but it was very sloppy, my clothes were very old, and my shoes were still canvas shoes.

I was bored in the hospital and didn’t have a mobile phone to play with, so I bought a deck of playing cards to play with the twelve zodiac signs. Now I think about how immature I am, I should read books, at least not so embarrassing in front of her.

I don’t know where I got the courage at that time, but I dared to write a love letter to her.

It turns out that I like petite and cute girls, and the girls I pursue later are like this. I think such girls give me the urge to protect me.

I don’t know when it started, but I care more about girls’ hearts, what they think, and whether it’s suitable for me.

It should be last year that I no longer took the initiative to say hello to the girls, nor did I care about their vision. I told myself that I was not for others to see when I was alive, but for myself.

I will be 26 in a few months. Women's bodies no longer attract me so much. I care more about their thoughts and hope they have poetry and distance.

Now I understand the impulse before marriage and the coldness after marriage. It is not that I don’t cherish it but that I am immune.

This is how I view women today. Most of them like stability. Regardless of whether the married person is her favorite, at least they are aware of the truth, and it is best to be from the same place.

No matter whether the man is handsome or not, or whether he has money now, as long as he doesn’t dislike me, one day he will like me better and throw away the previous one.

Just a few days ago, a colleague of mine posted on WeChat Moments that a girl came to see him from another city for him. He never thought that one day he was very nervous and asked if she was the woman who would accompany me for the rest of her life.

I don't have a good opinion, I am not a party involved and I am not qualified.

I also long for such love, but I am too rational. When I was 21 years old, I met a girl who we liked each other, but I actually asked her what kind of person she wanted to marry in the future, and she said she wanted to marry someone close to home.

We had an accident before we even had time to hug. She was the first time I really liked the girl and the only time I have ever seen.

Until now, I can't forget her. Her appearance comes from time to time, her charming smile, and her pouting mouth when she is angry.

I fantasized about one day when I met her and I accidentally, and she couldn't forget that I was still single, so I pursued her, and finally she and I entered the palace of marriage.

Just think about it.

So, don't say that I'm cold, because I'm not seventeen years old anymore.

It was late at night, and I hope there was a person by my pillow, but I was just a heart-to-heart talker.

2018.3.27, Zhongshan is cloudy.

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