I Love You, Let's Break Up

Wedge Loving you makes me feel great. You are so stupid. You don't have to love me. I am great only if you don't love me. ############################## There was a blank space of twenty-three years before. It was not amnesia, but it was uneventful. Every time I looked back, it was the sea and the sky, with no scenery. This kind of blandness always makes me feel like I am a planet gliding in orbit, and everything has been laid out. I think there should be an unexpected twist, right? There should be some, right? I long for this train of life to turn into an accident similar to the inertial slide in the amusement park. On the street with the wind blowing your hair tousled, or when you are helpless in front of the mirror, it is easy to catch the traces of thoughts in your heart. I was waiting. There is such a person who can hold my hand and look at each other during the ups and downs of the carousel. ################################## It seems that there is always such a person, even in the crowd or on the street. That day I heard someone ask about the definition of "petty bourgeoisie". I stood aside, as if I were light years away. Then, I knew that my life was called "petty bourgeoisie", a vague, strange and enviable position that was nothing more than income. But what a vulgar life I live, watching farces that make people frightened or cry, digging into salad with a soup spoon, eating salad sauce all over my face and rubbing my head on my sleeves! I don't have any designer clothes, all I have is clearance sales from small stores. The funny thing is, no matter what clothes I buy on a whim this year, they will definitely become fashionable and sought after by beauties all over the city next year. Based on this coincidence, coupled with many repetitions, my career was created, which is not an accident. However, in essence, I am still such a vulgar woman. I have straight hair and thin noodles. I wear random clothes just because I have a good figure. I regard contrasting colors as entertainment but others think I have a lot of character. I cross my legs on a stool while eating... Having said that, if you want to find people who are lucky enough to see me with such a slovenly attitude, you have to go back to the time when I lived in college. In front of people, I pretended to be a lady, and I was very affectionate and loved by people. Everyone has their own set of survival rules in order to live a stable and undisturbed life. ################################## I have always had the dream of a merry-go-round, but men nowadays are so realistic, who has time to realize a little girl's humble dream. Dora said to me that day, after a long period of war, I found that men never leave their roots. Zong? Ancestor? Apes? Dora glared at me, and I shuddered. A woman who is used to being coquettish can even stare in a charming way. She shook her long hair before twirling her slender fingers leisurely and began to defend her words. The man said, Miss, can I treat you to dinner? Actually, I just wanted to have "that" with you after dinner. The man said, Miss, can I treat you to a movie? What we really want is that after watching the movie we can "do that". … I rolled my eyes, but she kept talking, each example ending with "that." At the end, she pinched my chin and stopped my habit of biting my lips out of boredom. You and Hongyu... You weren't "that" by him, were you? I shook my head away from her shackles and slowly bit off a piece of dry, cracked and raised dead skin on my lower lip. Brother, I patted her shoulder like a buddy. I have no intention of breaking up with him forever. Do I dare to risk a hail of bullets and linger with him for a few scenes? Who will be responsible if there is a debt? Dora was fooled by what I said, break up... Break up? Yes. But he loves you so much. Do you love it very much? I tilted my head and thought. Yes, aren't you also touched? It's raining so heavily, and I'm waiting for you downstairs in the company, with your favorite black pepper beef burger hidden in my arms. It was just over a month ago. Yes, I love him very much... But we broke up because he loved me too much. ################################### I was waiting for someone who could hold my hand and look at each other on the ups and downs of the merry-go-round. Then, he looked at me very gently and said - Karen, I love you, let's break up. Conception: