Let's talk about the vast history of dating first. It's really long and long.
A long time ago, maybe 3 years ago, I did something big. It was a blind date.
I was only 25 years old at that time. The tail end of In the Mood for Love and the beginning of the prelude to The Leftover Women
It would be hypocritical to say that my conditions are high, and it would be hypocritical to say that my conditions are low. . . . . . . . To be honest, I don't feel like I've sunk into the dust. Naturally, I can't bloom the flower of joy in my heart.
The reason why I don't have flowers to decorate with joy. The most important thing is that I was forced to go on a blind date. My mother is definitely the main force. My father is the military advisor who commands the frontline operations with great momentum. The famous frontline is my grandfather. The Maginot Line in my heart has also completely collapsed. After several stubborn counterattacks, I finally understand Mr. Chiang's loneliness.
I was full of anger preparing for my first blind date. The person was 175cm tall and 28 years old. His father was a civil servant and his mother passed away.
At that time, I was still in Chongqing. I went back to the Northeast for a blind date. We met at a teahouse and I felt good at first sight. I turned from full of anger to full of joy. First of all, I want to thank CCTV, MTV and TTVV. I would like to thank all the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Even the fly that kept flying in front of us that day, I thought it was very cute. I suppressed the urge to pat it into a patty and pretended to be very caring.
We talked about school, teachers, and our parents and how we could have a good future in the future, etc. Who knew that things would develop completely out of control. This was like a trigger, which made me see the things that everyone least wants to face.