Temporary Youth

My name is Mo Xiaomi, not the writer Mo Xiaomi, but Mo Xiaomi's Mo Xiaomi. The difference is: I am a man and she is a woman. I was born in the countryside, an authentic post-80s generation. He entered the first grade of elementary school at the age of 9, junior high school at the age of 14, and high school at the age of 17. I first fell in love with a girl when I was 15 years old. I had my first girlfriend when I was 24 years old. I am still unmarried. I have a girlfriend who is two years younger than me and a 2-year-old son (not born to my girlfriend). I am afraid of marriage and feel that it is very insecure to get married. At the same time, there will be many derivatives of marriage. For example: lover, mistress, mistress, house, car. Doesn't it mean freedom of marriage? None of this is what I want! My idea of ​​marriage is just a wife and children. If you despise the mistress and despise the mistress, they should all be pushed out of the Meridian Gate or dipped in a pig cage! Don't call me ruthless, let alone say they are doing it for love. Real love is not that "valuable"! It's a pity that the world has changed, the mistresses have become more assertive, and the mistresses have become blatant. The wife is nothing anymore. At this time, she is just a "stumbling block." The topic has gone a bit far, so let's get back to the topic. Let's talk about the girl you liked for the first time. Let's call her Orange. Because I like to eat oranges. Orange is my classmate, a junior high school classmate. I was relatively precocious and had my first sexual intercourse when I was only 15 years old. Of course it is far different from today's children! We didn't have that many "doors" at that time: there were only two doors at the front and back of the classroom. There is no such thing as a "**gate" or a "kissing gate". In fact, to be honest, my so-called love is secret love, or more completely, unrequited love. I don't even dare to think about holding hands and kissing lips, it's as pure as "Nongfu Spring". We all know that puppy love is astringent, hazy, and fruitless. But it is precisely because of this that it remains fresh in the memory... There is a saying that goes well: "The road of my life is straight, and the turns are for you." Orange is the first turning point in my life. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is because of her that I have the life I have now.