The fortune teller said that if I get married before the age of thirty, I will definitely get divorced by the age of thirty-two. At that time, I still had the energy and spirit to laugh and tease him for spying on the secrets of heaven. No wonder he picked me up because he was blind and blind.
Now he won't say such words anymore, but he will occasionally sigh after divination. I no longer had the trouble of messing around with him, and I just quietly did what I should do.
He is not a full-time fortune teller. He has a bright and legitimate profession. He also follows the trend and opened a fortune telling shop on Taobao. The fee is not high. He said that he will not tell too much or too accurately anyway, so why does he need so much money? He also takes large orders, and people will come from far away places to ask for his interpretation of the hexagrams. He was unwilling to take on such a business, saying it would ruin his fortune and longevity. I sneered, you haven't done enough to reduce your fortune and longevity, and you still care about this?
I don't believe in the so-called numerology, but secretly I keep every word he says in mind.
Su Nan, his name is very tacky. Li Mozhai, my name, considers himself noble and refined.
Three years ago, he picked me up late at night in the community. At that time, I was wearing flip-flops, big pants, with messy hair, and I couldn't find my home. I live in Building 17 and he lives in Building 27. He led me along the quiet, deserted path across the lawn and parking lot and walked me into the building. That day happened to be the Hungry Ghost Festival. The theory of ghosts and gods is commonplace. From a scientific point of view, I am more willing to believe that ghosts are denatured electromagnetic waves. But when I can't see anything, I can see my good friends flying all over the sky. Tell me, how does it feel?