At 11:30 in the evening, Chen Chuan, who was lying on the bed and watching Douyin videos with a smile, suddenly fell silent.
Yes, he saw the damn Douyin exclusive love compilation.
The seven or eight minute long video consists of dozens of sweet moments.
Every time he sees a similar video, he always watches it with a grin and an envious look in his eyes.
But now when he saw these videos, he suddenly remembered the girls he was thinking about.
Sun Yulan who was far away in Star City, Song Qingwei who was nearby, the stunningly beautiful Qin Xiwu, and Jiang Wenrou who was crawling on the ground and wriggling like a worm.
If the girls he knew acted so coquettishly in other people's arms and were so intimate with others, he would want to die.
They are intelligent and elegant, and each one is a stunning beauty in the world.
At this moment, he felt an urge to possess them!
Instead of letting others take advantage of it, why not protect it yourself?
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he was filled with an absurd sense of self-denial.
These girls are different from those who are just doing it for sex. He wants to be responsible to the end, and because of this, he feels uncomfortable.
The law warned him that a man could only marry one wife.
The moral aspect reminded him that doing so was extremely immoral.
It is undeniable that, except for extremely selfish people, most people have basic concepts of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame.
As an ordinary person with normal values, he would consider a lot and have many concerns.
"No, no, I'm no longer the person I used to be. Why do I always have to deny myself?"
Chen Chuan suddenly realized that this was not the right time.
"Damn it. I had no money and no power before. What else could I do except follow the rules?"
"He, Old Xu, can have a harem, how can I be worse than him?"
At this moment, the rebellious psychology in his heart was unusually excited, and his subconscious desire to break through the moral constraints became stronger and stronger.
He himself did not realize that at this moment he had begun to prepare himself mentally, even though this seemed like an extremely shameless idea to outsiders.
People are changing all the time. At this moment, because of a video, he has a fierce ideological conflict in his heart.
"If they don't stay with me, they will become someone else's woman. You can imagine what they will go through."
"Instead of that, why can't I be their man?"
"I can't say anything else, but at least they won't suffer materially."
"No, no, no, they may be able to obtain material things themselves. What I can really give them is not only material things, but also happiness!"
"I possess a physique that's practically human, master all languages, and possess countless talents. Am I still unworthy of them?"
"Not only that, I have a great chance of becoming an important figure in the world in the future. I can also bring them honor!"
In this self-hypnosis that seemed extremely shameless to ordinary people, Shen Chuan's eyes changed again, and a strong ambition grew in his heart.
"I don't live to please others, much less to be a role model in their eyes. Doing what I want may make others unhappy, but it will definitely make me more relaxed."
"I, Chen Chuan, will never be imprisoned by other people's thoughts."
There is some truth to the saying that men become bad when they have money.
Shen Chuan's new three views gradually took shape. Perhaps to the secular world, this was unacceptable, but to him personally, it allowed him to do what he wanted more, without being bound by moral shame, and it could also greatly reduce his mental exhaustion.
Of course, this does not mean that he has lost his morals. In many ways, he is still the same person as before.
[Ding! Funds have been transferred to the host's bank card today.]
In the early morning of October 9, the system sounded on time.
Chen Chuan watched the balance on his card break through the 200,000 mark, his expression changing under the dim light.
Looking at the short video on the phone again, Chen Chuan had a faint smile on his face.
After washing up, he went straight to bed.
Around ten o'clock in the morning, he packed up all his belongings in the house, and took the trouble to call a van to haul all the items to the back street of a nearby university, and gave everything away, including the computer.
I had a quick meal at noon and didn’t go back to Tianxiahui in the afternoon. I walked around Shanghai alone.
At night, Shen Chuan took a ferry on the Huangpu River and admired the skyscrapers on both sides of the river.
Song Qingwei had a meeting tonight, and the two agreed to meet tomorrow afternoon.
Chen Chuan played alone for a long time and found a hotel to stay in at night.
......
In the blink of an eye, it was already the afternoon of October 10th.
At the entrance of the hotel, Chen Chuan stood helplessly beside the flower bed, next to him stood a plump and beautiful woman in her early forties.
"My sister earns 5 million yuan a year, owns two houses in Shanghai, and has an eight-digit savings account. If you stay with me, I'll buy you a sports car."
"Sister, I'm not short of money, so I'm not considering being a gigolo."
"Good brother, just give your sister a chance."
Chen Chuan looked hopeless.
He was just standing here waiting for Song Qingwei, but he didn't expect to be approached by someone. No, no, it was an even more unreasonable request. This woman actually wanted to support him!
"Sister is very caring. How hard is it to struggle in today's society? If you follow me, no matter what you want to do in the future, sister will support you."
The plump and beautiful woman kept persuading him. She was pretty and her skin was very tender, but her eyes were glowing green at the moment, which made Chen Chuan feel creepy.
"Thank you, but no thanks! You can find another suitable one."
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