She just wants to have a good romantic and novel journey of love. Others she doesn't want to think too much, not too much, but she doesn't want her love path to be filled with rosy thorns like this or that.
After all, she was a 40-year-old woman when others pursued her. She had neither a full breast nor a fascinating figure, nor much wealth to share with her loved ones. All she possesses is a frank and kind-hearted little woman with occasional cautious mind.
She obviously did not know how far such a road would go. She told Ren Zhijian that she had never held hands with her husband. After graduating from junior high school, she was engaged to her husband until she got married. All the way through the storm, she gave everything to the family. Her body, spirit, heart and everything that could be provided to the family were enough. There was no trace of nostalgia and reluctance. She is a tired body and mind from thousands of miles away in the North to let her intoxicated and began to lonely Shanghai, a woman without too many survival skills, how can she survive in Shanghai?
She came to Shanghai and established herself in Shanghai, thanks to her fellow countrymen. She is from Bengbuu, Anhui Province. She is a northerner with a melon-seed face. She is a person of 1.6 meters. She is frank and dares to act. She took Ren Zhijian's hand and smiled, as if she hadn't laughed so comfortably in ten years. She is Jin Aimei. Her name tells us that she is an introverted, energetic, spiritual and temperamental beauty. Although, on the night when she and Ren Zhiyuan opened their rooms, she did not have full boiling breasts to comfort the young man's impulsive sexual desire. But what she was satisfied with herself was that she had a pair of plump buttocks that other middle-aged women lacked.
Apparently, Confucianism and Mencius are accepted in her world, and they are absolute truths that exist in heaven and destroy human desires. Her desire to be released was nowhere to go. She had only heard of friends who had gone off the rails. Jin Aimei is a good wife and mother, even though her precious body and soul belong to Ren Zhijian, a virgin with a sexual impulse to pursue talent.
When Jin Aimei was texting a message, her heart was beating, her restless desire was crushed by the long-pressed soul and was about to disappear. Suddenly, she stood up and suddenly took off like the Oriental Dragon in China. She thought it was someone who accidentally made a mistake, or someone was teasing her. He never paid any attention to these two kinds of people. In Jin Aimei's opinion, she was a woman of good manners and upbringing. She could not become a person in that circle because of her impulse for a moment. It is obviously fragile and naive to let her abandon her family and follow someone, but how can she be so sensitive? Isn't it a person who sincerely expresses his admiration and longing for her? Why not? What is there to make a fuss about? Alas, at the age of forty, a woman becomes a beast of desire. There are as many tides of love in her body as there are sensitive nerves in herself.
Ren Zhijian picked up the mini version of the Sanxing mobile phone, pressed the keyboard quickly, and the message of erotic desire seemed to be more handy and easy than the composition. He did not learn much about ancient Chinese poetry because he had a lack of memory and understanding when he was young, so he could not remember too many poems, except Li Bai's poems, because he was a God in Ren Zhijian's heart, and no one in all the world of poetry could surpass this God-like genius poet. To some extent, it also represents that Ren Zhijian's character belongs to unrestrained and unrestrained.
When he was in high school, other articles were difficult for him to read because there were not many talented writers in his world, except Lu Xun, Kafka and Wulf. Others seem to be writing in a wrong style, or their works only exist at some aesthetic level, failing to solve the difficulties of life from the philosophical level, at least Lu Xun did so. As for Kafka's and Wolf's books, he still needs to read them slowly, think and understand them slowly, but his heart has recognized their greatness.
Like Ren Zhijian's Department training, during the training period, there was a topic about teamwork. Before the beginning, the training speaker asked him a question. Who do you think is the greatest artist in Asia and even in the world? At that time, Ren Zhijian had his own direction to music completely, not at all. The doubtful answer Jackson, Michael Jackson, even though the speaker asked him three times if it wasn't Jay Chou, he answered who Jay Chou was. I don't know who Jay Chou was. I only know that Jackson is the world's pop king.
What other people can understand, Ren Zhijian can't understand, but what other people's wisdom can't match, he can easily understand its meaning. His physics, chemistry, biology and mathematics were in a mess, but his firm choice of science stemmed from his respect for Leonardo Da Vinci and Einstein. How can he get into a good university like this? Indeed, the university he attended is not a top-notch or unknown one at all.
But it was in this university that he learned everything he could use now. Art, Literature, Psychology, Human Aesthetics, English, French, Philosophy, Mathematics, Physics. He is a promising young man. Although his congenital shortage has brought him a fatal blow, he still believes that fate can be reversed and life can be fundamentally changed.
At this time, it rolled from a small village in Lanzhou, the northern city, to a university in Chongqing. After graduation, it first worked in Bengbu Battery Factory for half a year, then came to Hangzhou with the help of friends, because the company in Hangzhou and his direction were left, and finally there was no Shanghai. It was a well-paid Taiwanese-funded enterprise. The only advantage of his entry was that he could speak fluent English. Although not necessarily good for his company, the examiner was moved by his sincerity and courage.
In fact, Ren Zhijian did not care much about the salary he could get every month. He only cared about a stable job and could do a great job in his spare time like Einstein. Of course, because of his congenital shortage, he only did so. Choose philosophy, art, or literature.
It is obviously impossible to write a large number of words at the beginning, only from the smallest and simplest style, which is obviously poetry. He had been practicing for half a year. He clearly remembered the general content of the poem: he was my next goal.
What makes such a perfect beauty in the world? If you look at her white skin from a distance, you will feel the arrival of an angel. You can smell the unique breath of her body from a distance. This is the smell of virgin in ancient times. Obviously, she is no longer a virgin, but her virgin heart is still there. She waits for the people who have the heart to pluck the fruit of love that has been born in her heart.
Quickly he took it out of his pocket, turned it around and put it in his hand. Send a short message to Ai Jinmei: Hello! Beauty! It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank fate for letting us know each other. Although you don't know me, I miss you silently in my heart. Whether it's day or night, I always look at your window with my eyes that I love and yearn for. I like you. Like your breasts! I long to embrace you!
Jin Aimei received such an exciting text message that made her more or less angry. She responded to Ren Zhijian: Hello! You may have made a mistake. Thank you for complimenting me, but I am not as beautiful as you said. I'm married. If you want to embrace the water, you go to find the person you like. I'm not for you!
Ren Zhijian saw that it was time for him to respond to the text message. After queuing for dinner, he sat at his desk and read the text message.
At first glance, Jin Aimei was angry because his text messages were too straightforward and could even be called rude, but at the same time, he saw hope because she refused because she felt that she was no longer a girl, even if she had the heart of a girl in love, such a situation as a wife and a good mother was far from suitable for him. Oneself. He grazed his meal and gently put the dishes and chopsticks in the washroom. Whether someone else broke or threw the dishes, he asked himself to put them in gently. He felt that the dishes and chopsticks were also living and spiritual objects.
As a man of accomplishment, he should treat gracefully what passes through his hands. It is not only good to oneself, but also good to spiritual things. He often tells others that human beings are souls and creations with spirituality. Everything that passes through human hands should also have spirituality. Imagine that if the hand you don't pass through is a lucky hand, then the consumer who uses the mobile phone will be a lucky person. If the manufacturer of the mobile phone is not a lucky person, then the user who uses the mobile phone will be a lucky person. The mobile phone she built has reached the hands of consumers, and the people who use it have lost a blessing.
Jin Aimei's hands did not rest, her thoughts did not stop, but kept turning, thinking about how not to hurt elegance and not feel superficial, if I refused this young man one by one, it would appear that I lost interest, if I promised how can I be a good wife and mother? So, in her reply to Ren Zhijian, she said that if you come to my duty room tonight, we can have a chat. I'll talk to you, and you won't be lonely.
People who can show that others are lonely are usually lonely themselves. In the evening, Ren Zhiqiang sat in front of the white-skinned, round buttocks and pointed chin of the middle-aged northern woman. Such close contact, if one day the conditions are ripe, she will certainly become the prey that Ren Zhiqiang swallowed. The wonderful dialogue and the love boat began.
