Tu Xinyue's bizarre and brilliant discussions on women's rights
Is she mentally disturbed? This laughter was so clear and pleasant, without any trace of sadness. Xue Jiuyue sat beside the girl in confusion, while Qian Jianjun sat down opposite her.
The girl raised her head, revealing a bright face. Her eyes flickered, a brilliant light radiating from them. A vermilion beauty mark dotted the corner of her left eye, like a trembling teardrop. Without raising a hand or moving a foot, her presence, though devoid of any whimsical energy, shone with a captivating charm. The girl put away her smile and said sincerely, "Thank you, sister, and thank you, uncle. My name is Tu Xinyue. I'm so grateful for both of you just now. You were so nice and warm!"
Xue Jiuyue looked confused.
Qian Jianjun frowned because of the title of uncle.
"Hehe, aren't you two surprised? I should be crying and heartbroken, right?" There was no need for an answer; the answer was clear on her face, so Tu Xinyue continued to explain, "I am truly, truly grateful to you two. How should I put it? Kind-hearted? Or chivalrous? Oh, nowadays, it's called 'positive energy'. It makes me very happy and very touched! So I couldn't help but smile! But I don't blame that boy just now."
"What do you mean?" Qian Jianjun asked first.
"I don't care about his past. He's just a passing person to me. I don't care whether he will change in the future. I've been single for two months and I need to be nourished by love, that's all!"
"That's all? That's all, you can kiss me?" The feeling of being nosy was actually not as severe as the discomfort caused to Xue Jiuyue by the conflict in their outlook on life.
"That's right! Love is like the freshest milk, it should be savored immediately. A kiss you feel now must be more passionate than a kiss you put off until tomorrow because of shyness. Giving it to him when he wants it most is the most unforgettable! Does love have to boil the red of roses into the mosquito blood on the wall?"
Faced with such a fresh perspective, Qian Jianjun still chose to ask more questions, "Won't I be taken advantage of this way?"
"Haha, uncle, I didn't expect your thoughts to be more 'stable' than your appearance! What era is this? There's no such thing as taking advantage of others. Just follow your heart. As long as there's no harm done, be happy!"
"But the price of being happy may be being looked down upon by others." Seeing a glimmer of light in Tu Xinyue's dark eyes, without a trace of worldly air, Xue Jiuyue refrained from saying anything harsher.
"Hehe, dear sister, are you trying to talk about indulgence, □□?" Tu Xinyue could sense the subtext in Xue Jiuyue's expression. But she didn't care. Instead, she looked directly at Xue Jiuyue and spoke freely, "Throughout the ages, there has only been one Liuxia Hui, only one man from Lu. Yet, there have been countless chastity arches, silently accusing us in the midst of gloomy winds and rain, in the long nights! Why?
Chastity and adultery are labels men have slapped on women, but for thousands of years, have they ever slapped them on themselves? When men discuss their affairs, they either gloss over them, euphemistically label them as "talented men and beautiful women," or even justify them by saying they've "had many children." They always have so many excuses and fig leaves to cover up their differences! Why?
A thousand years ago, Empress Wu Zetian had the courage to stand up and say she had three thousand concubines, but a thousand years later, women are still judged from the perspective of men's ridiculous possessiveness! Why?
Even if they both cheated on their spouse, men could be said to have made a mistake, while women could be said to have made an unforgivable mistake. Why?
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After a long speech, Tu Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. The slender and elegant fingers in her eyes began to wander, entangle and flirt again...
But her four "why"s were deafening and sharp as a knife, not only bringing Xue Jiuyue to a state of shock, but also evoking a fleeting thought. Qian Jianjun, a man who thought he respected women very much, was dumbfounded and speechless.
Xue Jiuyue was the first to break the silence. "Let's not talk about whether your point of view is right or wrong. Will your attitude make you easily bullied or deceived?"
She was more concerned with protecting the girls themselves. After all, no one could deny that physiological characteristics determined that most girls were more vulnerable to disadvantage.
"Hehe, dear sister..."
"You can call me Sister Yue."
Tu Xinyue nodded with a smile, her ten fingers shifting and moving like snakes. She produced a condom from her small bag, held it between her fingertips, shook it towards Xue Jiuyue, then put it back and said, "Sister Yue, shouldn't girls learn to protect themselves?"
Xue Jiuyue was speechless again. Tu Xinyue, however, continued to speak shockingly in her delicate and charming manner, "As for being deceived, if he deceives me, it means that I have the charm to make him lie; if I am deceived, it means that he has the temptation to deceive me.
Doesn't deception stem from inner temptation? Ultimately, aren't most people deceived themselves? As long as you have a clear understanding, think rationally, and keep the cost-benefit principle in mind, you won't be deceived!
"Cost-benefit principle?" A familiar term, but it raises a common question.
"Yes! Everything has costs and benefits! My benefits are determined by my costs! In the highly developed information age of the internet, it's very difficult to have widespread information asymmetry. So, under normal circumstances, all costs will have corresponding benefits, and they won't deviate too much! If there are obviously excessive benefits, it must mean there are unknown or potential risks involved! Because in economics, risk itself is also a cost!"
While speaking, he glanced at her, and although it was unintentional, it made Xue Jiuyue, who was also a woman, feel happy. Qian Jianjun even nodded solemnly to show that his attention was fully focused on the content.
"Hehehe..." With a sweet smile, she continued, "It's not just investment or business, it's the same with other activities! Take bribery, for example. Although it seems to have lower costs and higher returns, that's without considering the corruption risks. The same is true for relationships! For example, me, no, this uncle, right?"
Having said that, Tu Xinyue cast a bright gaze over Qian Jianjun, forcing his gaze to flee to Xue Jiuyue, and then she spoke provocatively with a crisp voice, her breath as fragrant as orchid.
"I know you. If you were younger, and if you told me you fell in love at first sight and would marry me, and the benefits clearly outweighed the costs, then you were probably lying to me or had other motives! Judging by appearance alone, you should have no shortage of beautiful women around you. Pretty faces are all the same, so why me? But if you were close to me, understood me, and we connected our minds and souls, then if you said you loved me, that would be possible. I've also paid the price of my personality, my knowledge, my emotions, my family background, and even my soul. As the saying goes, 'Interesting souls are rare in a million.' That's monopoly, and of course, there's the potential for high returns!"
Xue Jiuyue smiled at the charming girl before her. Although she completely disagreed with her point of view, she couldn't dislike her either. She even admired her courage and ideas. In contrast, Qian Jianjun was not so calm. His fiery bluntness made him blush. Even more embarrassing was that neither angels nor demons would accept his panicked gaze.
He could only lower his head and think, and soon he found a new approach. "But after all, love is not eternal or depreciates regularly like commodities. Although there is a cost-benefit principle to protect it, what if the other party changes their mind or cheats after marriage?"
"Hehe..." Another burst of laughter, naturally charming. "You chose the one yourself, but you can't keep him. Who can you blame? Uncle, isn't it just aesthetic fatigue? The wisdom passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years is right there, we just don't know how to use it! Every good housewife can make a variety of flavors with limited ingredients, but does that mean marriage must remain static? Even better, they control the heat so precisely that no matter how they seek innovation or change, every family has its own unique homely flavor."
At such a young age, she was ready to break through the heartache that had lingered for millennia, plaguing countless infatuated men and women. Even her autumn eyes seemed to deepen. However, a hint of cunning immediately emerged, "Sister Yue, you are so beautiful! No wonder uncle always glances at you. I'm jealous. Hahahaha..."
They were struggling to cross the river, and they startled a flock of gulls and herons.
Xue Jiuyue was fine, merely glaring at Tu Xinyue in disapproval, but she was amused by her pitiful admission of guilt. But Qian Jianjun had never seen anything like it. All the blood and attention in his body rushed to his face, his consciousness unable to take control. Explaining wasn't right, and neither was not explaining! Fortunately, Tu Xinyue's pace was brisk. "Sister Yue, what shade of lipstick are you wearing? It suits you so well..." From there, the conversation turned to the boudoir. The laughter faded, and the voices grew quieter. Qian Jianjun quickly stood up and said goodbye, leaving this little space for the women to enjoy.
Despite a nest of hopping bunnies in his heart, Ke Yike, whether out of politeness or the courage to keep up his debt, couldn't interrupt the two girls' whispers. He simply sat there, scorching like an ant on the narrow, hot pot behind the bar. But the fading light was a silent reminder, and even pacing back and forth couldn't break the endless flow of time. Time was already approaching its limit, and still no answer.
"Ying'er?" Ke Yike called out softly as usual.
"Zhou Ying has something to do today, so she left first." It was Qiu Nian who answered from behind.
"Oh, oh," Ke Yike turned around, "Nian'er, when did you come?"
"I came when Zhou Ying left."
"Ahem! Speak nicely! Be careful or I'll complain to Lin'er! I didn't even notice when Zhou Ying left."
"Zhou Ying had already left when I arrived half an hour ago!" Qiu Nian immediately gave in, knowing full well that Ke Yi wouldn't actually go to Lin Yiyi and say anything bad about him. He then complained, "You've been so distracted these past few days, how could you possibly notice anything? And it's infected Zhou Ying too. She's become delirious too, mumbling things like 'When the time comes, you'll always see the cards.' Before I could even ask her clearly, she left. Do you understand what that means?"
"How would I know what it means. 'When the time comes, you can always see the cards'! That's right! Thank you, Ying'er, oh, no, thank you Nian'er!" The dead Zhuge Liang can bring Sima back to life, and the departed Zhou Ying can still enlighten the confused Ke Yike.
When Tu Xinyue, whom they had just met, was reluctant to say goodbye, Qian Jianjun and Ke Yike had already left. Before leaving, Ke Yike bravely came to ask for leave, which might be his last test. Without causing any waves, Xue Jiuyue and Tu Xinyue talked and agreed without looking back, never once looking at him from beginning to end. Perhaps the only ripple left was when Tu Xinyue smiled and said to Xue Jiuyue after he left: "Sister Yue, your waiter is quite handsome, is he single?"
"You, it's too late. You already have someone you love!"
Thinking about it now, Xue Jiyue wasn't sure if that was the right answer. It had come out of her mouth then, and now that it was done, right or wrong didn't matter. Finally, she didn't have to worry about how to face Ke Yike, which made Xue Jiyue feel relieved. Tu Xinyue's bizarre opinions took advantage of the situation and surfaced again.
Regardless of whether her opinions were right or wrong, they were indeed insightful on many real-world issues. The thought that had flashed through her mind during the conversation just now was brought back to mind, and Xue Jiuyue couldn't help but secretly worry about the couple of guests from before...
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