Chapter 1, an encounter that is not a romantic encounter

Later, we broke up

Indeed, is love such a sacred thing that it can be found so casually? After all, I am just an ordinary person, and I have had bad luck since childhood. Is it possible for someone like me to encounter such a stroke of fortune?

This is the first woman I truly understand, and my definition of happiness regarding her is merely limited to the climax during lovemaking

Following this logic, how can the encounter with Siqi in a dirty little hot pot restaurant be associated with such a grand term as "love"?

I am anxious and feel exceptionally angry: "I said, isn't your family selling 'A Hundred Thousand Whys'?"

"Change with you, would you refuse?" On a sunny afternoon three days later, I said to the chubby guy: "A beautiful girl with long legs and long hair, not a prostitute, but a respectable woman, invites you to go for a late-night snack after a few rounds of drinks."

The fat man is one of my few true friends. I am not the kind of person who would stab a friend in the back, but I am also not the kind who would betray a friend for a woman. Therefore, after sobering up, I did not mention this matter to the fat man

I glanced at the fat man and sighed: "I am a man"

After downing a dozen beers, I found myself at a friend's bar, where I expressed my thoughts to a stranger sitting next to me. I blushed, my eyes red as I stared at her. I had already forgotten when she had taken a seat beside me, or whether I had sat next to her. She looked at me with great interest and then cheerfully asked, "Is this how you usually chat up girls?"

She smiled subtly, yet there was no hint of denial. This made me feel quite frustrated; I admit she is beautiful, but I believe she should not feel so good about herself.

I feel that I have suffered a loss! A significant loss!

The second type of woman, aware of her lack of beauty, often lacks confidence and is similarly unhappy

Therefore, regarding Luoluo, my first woman, my understanding of her is physical.

The reason I began to understand the concept of "love" because of her is quite amusing: I do not love her. Although I do not yet fully grasp the concept of love, I stubbornly believe that I do not love Siqi

Suddenly, I felt a wave of panic in my heart after listening to it

I do not know how to categorize Siqi as a woman. I also do not know which type she belongs to according to the joyful standards I mentioned earlier.

I stared at her for a while, and the girl took out a piece of string to tie up her hair. Under the light, the contours of her face appeared very soft

I sat in the passenger seat, closed my eyes, and said to her, "Call me when we arrive."

× × ×

She raised her face and said to me: "Don't get too excited! I'm not in a good mood today, so I'll just give you a look. Will you treat me to a late-night snack?"

Aside from her height, which surprised me a bit (I am approximately 185 cm tall, and her estimated height is also above 175 cm), I did not show the slightest hint of astonishment when I saw her BENZ in the parking lot.

As I gradually lost interest in that beautiful body, I still could not develop a desire to understand her thoughts, so I gave up

In terms of appearance, she is at most a rather attractive young lady of modest background, and she belongs to the type that is "busty but brainless," a silly girl who is quite carefree and oblivious. Initially, I was drawn to her purely due to a momentary lapse in judgment that led me into her trap

I took a sip of beer, striking a pose of righteous indignation, my expression reminiscent of Jing Ke as he prepared to assassinate the King of Qin, embodying a fearless spirit: "Go seek true love!"—I emphasized the word "true" particularly strongly, conveying it to her in a tone that was both very serious and very sacred

I glanced at her sideways and said, "Do you think I'm hitting on you?"

I think this is undoubtedly a prank played on me by that old fellow, God

As for Siqi, I began to understand love because of her, yet I realized that I do not love her at all

There are two types of women in this world who are unhappy

The girl smiled: "I just find you quite interesting. There have been many people pursuing me, but I have never met someone like you."

I am well aware that Siqi loves me deeply, so I believe she has found love in this relationship. However, I have not found love! I feel it is unfair

In fact, it is rather amusing that my understanding of the term "love" truly took shape only many years after my breakup with Luoluo. The one who provided me with this understanding was Siqi

However, I believe I must break up with Siqi. The reason is that I do not love her

But I know that the chubby guy particularly likes her. The evidence is that one time after getting drunk, he seriously said to me: "She is a good woman, treat her well! If you really don't like her, then let her be with me.

Take your time, you will eventually find it. I slowed my speech and used a deep tone to mask my own unease

I do not know many women, but Luoluo is one of them. She was my first girlfriend, and she witnessed my transformation from an antelope into a lion. However, in many ways, I understand her body far more than I understand her mind

What happens after finding it? The girl still maintained a ruthless demeanor, her eyes revealing a strange smile

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What happens after a breakup?" the girl said, blinking her eyes. Unexpectedly, her tone was very calm, as if the serious matter I had mentioned was quite ordinary in her view

Due to my consistent way of thinking, I have always believed that "love" is a very sacred thing. I also stubbornly believe that all sacred things should be born under a background that is great, serious, and rich in legendary significance. For example, the arrival of Jesus or the visitation of Halley's Comet. The great Stephen Chow mentioned in "The Deer and the Cauldron" that unparalleled martial arts require at least a hundred years of practice.

Perhaps it is the excessive alcohol that has clouded my mind, as I feel I am discussing a matter of great seriousness, indeed, love, a profoundly sacred matter! Yet she believes I am merely flirting with her! I feel somewhat foolish and, in despair, I exclaimed: "Sister, I truly am not trying to hit on you!"

I have forgotten where I heard this, but I always find it quite amusing. If we follow this reasoning, then there are no happy women in this world

Many times, I know that she is physically pleased and happy. Although she gasps and moans, I understand that it is an expression of joy. However, my understanding of her stops there. Her thoughts are a blank slate to me. I often wonder if she also wishes for my understanding, but I do not have much interest. My entire interest in her seems to be limited to her alluring body. I often think that perhaps she also hopes for my understanding, but I do not have much interest. My entire interest in her seems to be limited to her alluring body

Unfortunately, the sensory stimulation seems to be unable to last forever

The fat man immediately shook his head: "Even if your leg is broken, you must go! Unless you are not a man."

With red eyes, I solemnly told her: "I am conveying a very serious matter— I want to break up with my girlfriend"

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What if we can't find it? The girl continued to blink her eyes.

The first type of woman is aware of her beauty, which often leads her to struggle with her mindset. She is constantly unable to satisfy the desires within her heart, and as a result, she ultimately fails to attain happiness