I Sat at the Wrong Table on a Blind Date, and the Real Goddess Made Me Pay

They say it's fantasy, am I the only one who feels sad? It's a normal love, but does the author's subconscious also require the male protagonist to have a system to be worthy of it? It seems that the author should also know that if there is no system in reality, he will probably be defeated by life.

I was defrauded of the betrothal gift and had to pay a temporary increase. It was just my last fantasy before I jumped into the river.

The crowd came here to see the new era fantasy masterpiece

After the novelty wears off, the female protagonist says that the male protagonist is nothing but the system. After the divorce, the system belongs to her and the male protagonist can clean up and leave the house. The male protagonist cannot stop the female protagonist from running for a better life.

1. There is a system, and I can accept this 2. The male protagonist smokes, but I don't accept this. How can the female protagonist continue to kiss her when her mouth smells like cigarettes? Do you really think tobacco smells better than a cesspit?

I would like to advise everyone in the book circle here not to go on a blind date under any circumstances. A blind date means you pick up other people's leftovers. Do you think it's possible to make money out of shit?

If you plan to continue writing sweet stories in the next book, you should write less pretense and slap-in-the-face plots. This book is a typical high-end and low-end, and problems started from the first update. The characters of the heroine and the heroine's best friend are very lovable. However, the combination of a chain-smoking male protagonist + brotherly love + the inexplicable taunts of the male supporting actor cannot be saved by the lovable female protagonist.

Your novel has the potential to become the latest sci-fi masterpiece from Qidian. You voted in the wrong channel. It should have been voted in the science fiction section.

Are all blind dates really like this? I've never been on a blind date, but I'm very scared. I feel very scared of women now. After all, the Douyin posts on Station B are always leaking news about the benefits of not getting married, ugh

In today's world of materialistic desires, too many people can't help but have their views on love subtly influenced by the objects and people around them, and reshaped by the torrent of capital and individualism. I don't know when "mutual support" was replaced by "equivalent exchange". Everyone's initial pursuit and yearning for love has changed to some extent. Reading this book actually reflects the sadness of love in the modern era. Mu Xin said, "In the past, the carriages and horses were very slow, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime." I think this is probably love in the traditional sense. Love should be limited to and loyal to this person, rather than an attempt made with replaceable concepts from the beginning. As the times go by, love has become more and more self-centered. Love means "being loved" rather than "loving": everyone often longs to be loved, cared for, and understood, but lacks the ability and patience to actively love, tolerate, and give. When the other person cannot meet their emotional needs, it is easily defined as "no longer in love." This view of love is inherently selfish and self-centered. Professor Chen Guo from Fudan University said, "What love is, it turns me into us." I think this is the best explanation of the meaning of love. A partner is not a tool for us to satisfy ourselves, but a lifelong lover who holds our hands and grows old with us. The ideal love I imagine may be to find a balance between "I" and "us". It is not only the ultimate bloom of individual emotions, but also a solemn epic about commitment, growth and meaning written by two souls in the long river of time. It should not be a fast food of consumerism, nor should it be a complete return to the burden of tradition, but a modern intimacy that is sober, responsible, and full of creativity. The word love is inherently sacred and represents all the beauty and the responsibilities that come with it. Ask what love is in the world, and teach you the promise of life and death. ——Yuan Haowen's "Moyu'er·Yanqiu Ci" I wish you all can find your true love and the true meaning of love. Two monthly tickets presented