After graduation, her family demanded that she immediately find a partner, get married, and have children.
I've lived half my life.
Even now, in the realm of relationships, she is still like a puppet on a string, manipulated by others.
"Some stories are left untold, so let's just leave them be."
"Those feelings have become indistinguishable from the truth over the years."
"Now this place is overgrown with weeds and no longer has any flowers."
"Fortunately, I once had your spring, autumn, winter and summer..."
The magnetic, melancholic singing continued.
Jia Shengwei sat calmly opposite the woman he was meeting on a blind date.
But inside, it felt like a storm had passed.
He finally found solace in Wang Yueheng's singing.
I understand now.
What I truly want is a simple, pure, and ordinary love.
Instead of this kind of materialistic, money-grubbing exchange of skins.
"What kind of song is that? It's awful, so depressing..."
"Where we're from, we only play this kind of music at funerals..."
The woman on the blind date across from me was drinking a 30-yuan cup of coffee, frowning and complaining about Wang Yueheng's singing.
Clearly, I couldn't connect with this song at all.
According to Ma Lingfang, the girl who went on a blind date.
The most captivating songs are those electronic music parties in bars.
By the way, she does work for a foreign company.
However, she didn't tell Jia Shengwei.
This foreign-invested company is called "koko," a Japanese milk tea chain brand.
She is an ordinary employee at a "koko milk tea" branch in Jiang City, with a monthly salary of 3,800 yuan.
Jia Shengwei's demands included a dowry of 300,000 yuan, a fully paid-off RV, and a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan.
This was also a nearly unanimous request from Ma Lingfang's group of close friends.
After all, it will be she, not the man, who gives birth to the child in the future.
After hearing the woman on the blind date across from him complain about Wang Yueheng's songs.
Jia Shengwei, his face full of disappointment, shook his head slightly.
The other person is completely different from me in terms of both their views on love and their cultural aesthetics.
This moment.
He finally made a decision from the bottom of his heart and soul.
"Beautiful lady, I think we're not a good match, let's call it quits."
Jia Shengwei said calmly to the woman he was meeting on a blind date.
"What? What do you mean? Didn't you just agree to a dowry of 300,000?"
The big fish that I was finally about to hook was about to get away.
Ma Lingfang, who had just been gloating over her control over the other party, suddenly panicked.
There are very few men with such high qualities as Jia Shengwei these days.
Although the other party is a bit older, in their thirties.
But her material conditions are much better than those of the young men who used to pursue her.
"We have different hobbies."
"I like listening to Wang Yueheng's songs, but you don't, so we are destined not to be together."
"Consider this coffee on me, but of course, I'm happy to split the bill if you prefer."
After saying that, Jia Shengwei finished his coffee in one gulp, his tone becoming playful.
Then he ignored the woman he was meeting on a blind date, took out his phone, and found the number he had kept in his contacts for a long time.
He edited a text message and sent it to the girl who had once confessed her feelings to him.
Regardless of the outcome, Jia Shengwei decided to give it a try.
"you!"
Ma Lingfang, the woman on the blind date, was also stunned.
This was the first time she had ever heard such an absurd reason for rejection.
For a moment, I didn't know how to refute it.
"La la la la la la la la la la, go!"
"They have been carried away by the wind and scattered to the ends of the earth..."
Wang Yueheng's singing was like an even more merciless mockery.
It stimulated the sensitive nerves of the woman on the blind date.
"Waaah..."
She saw that the man had no intention of paying any more attention to her.
Ma Lingfang finally lost her domineering demeanor.
She slumped onto the sofa, buried her head in her hands, and began to sob, feeling wronged.
Like a hunter who has failed in his hunt, disappointed and sad.
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