The Local Lazy Man System

Out of the box, Ye Yaorong walked to the balcony just now, watching the 33 lights of the traffic on the road like flying fireflies, flickering and flickering, making the whole city shrouded in dreams.

The heights were overwhelming, Ye Yaorong understood this sentence more and more.

With the continuous improvement of one's own status and status, people you know, or people who know yourself, talk to yourself, no longer as casual as before.

Started to be full of awe, began to alienate, things gathered together, people divided into groups, when a person's identity began to change, the relationship between his surrounding people began to change.

People began to automatically draw three, six, nine waits. If you don't alienate others, they alienate you on their own, and feel that they are not in the same circle as you.

This is a fact that there is no way to change, just like the rich and the poor, there are a few who can become friends.

Even if they were best friends before, when one of them becomes rich, it is often not that he takes the initiative to alienate his former friends, but the poor friend who alienates you by himself.

Because he has no basis for equal contact with you.

Just like you have money, you like to go to high-end hotels for dinner and high-end entertainment venues, but for the poor, one month’s salary is not enough to go to high-end hotels and high-end entertainment venues.

Even if every consumption is made by the rich, the poor friend will not associate with the rich friends anymore. This involves personal self-esteem.

Of course, there are also some people who have no face and skin, and think that they can take advantage of it. It is better to follow the rich friends every time in such high-end places.

Over time, that rich friend will alienate you because he thinks you have a character problem.

There is a story that someone asked God: What is the difference between heaven and hell? God said to him: Come.

God took him to a hall where a group of skeletal people sat hungry and fed themselves with a long spoon. But because the handle was too long, the spoon could not reach the mouth, and they didn't eat a bite.

God took him to another hall, where there sat a group of ruddy-faced people who were also feeding with the same spoon. The difference is that they are orderly putting the spoon to the mouth of the person next to them. They are just like that. You feed me and I feed him. In the end, everyone can eat food.

At this time, God said: The same food and the same tableware, some people sent themselves to hell, some people went to heaven, this is the difference between heaven and hell.

What if a man in **** and a man in heaven are together?

People in heaven will feed each other with their own spoons, but people in **** will only feed themselves with spoons. What will be the result?

The result is that people in **** are fed by people in heaven and lead a heavenly life; people in heaven have no one to feed and are hungry and live a life like hell.

If people in heaven will be starved to death, then people in **** will live in heaven and go to hell.

So when they become different types of people, the relationship between people will gradually become alienated.

Ye Yaorong has this feeling more and more. Sometimes, this is not something you can decide. There is an invisible power that affects you and affects the people and things around you.

The autumn night was a little bit cold, Ye Yaorong stood on the balcony, and the cold wind blew through, making Ye Yaorong recover from his melancholy.

Life is like this. If you don't advance, you will retreat, so why bother to think more.

Ye Yaorong shook his head and smiled.

Suddenly a puff of green smoke floated into Ye Yaorong's nose. Ye Yaorong was taken aback while breathing. He had never smelled this kind of smell.

This is a faint scent. If there is a smell of cigarettes, Ye Yaorong doesn't like smoking and hates the smell of cigarettes, but this faintly fragrant green smoke does not make Ye Yaorong very annoying.

"Hi!"

A nice voice came from behind Ye Yaorong.

Ye Yaorong turned his head and looked behind him suspiciously. The expression on his face immediately froze. He saw the smoker at a glance. In other words, besides Ye Yaorong, the balcony was such a beautiful woman.

Wearing a pink and purple sodposfj short shawl and small coat, it further sets off her excellent figure, coupled with a tender yellow velvet knee-length skirt, a pair of black high boots, and her dark hair has a natural undulating curve on her shoulders.

Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, the white and flawless skin reveals a light pink, and the thin lips are as tender as rose petals.

If it weren't for a lit lady's cigarette in his left hand, Ye Yaorong felt that in the dimness of the night, this was an absolutely beautiful landscape.

It is a pity that Ye Yaorong has no good impressions of smoking women.

Perhaps in Ye Yaorong's subconscious mind, women who can smoke are not good women!

In the past, there were basically no women smoking in the countryside, but in recent years, even in the countryside, some women have slowly begun to smoke.

These women are basically women who are idle during the day and night and play mahjong every day. Ye Yaorong doesn't like this kind of woman anyway.

"Haha, haven't you seen beautiful women smoking?"

Tang Mengjuan saw the man staring at the cigarette in her hand and couldn't help but smile

The average man stares at his chest and face when he sees himself, but this man stares at the lady's cigarette in his hand.

This made Tang Mengjuan feel good about the man in front of her.

At the very least, this is not a "brother pig".

Red lips, cigarettes, temptation, loneliness, an indescribable and intangible temptation spread in the night.

However, facing the stunning wife at home every day, Ye Yaorong's resistance was so strong that he was not very fascinated.

"Hello there!"

Ye Yaorong retracted his gaze from the woman's hand and nodded to her.

"Do you want one?"

Tang Mengjuan took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Ye Yaorong.

This cigarette box looks very small, only the size of a lipstick. This is the first time Ye Yaorong has seen this kind of lady cigarette.

After all, those women who smoke in the countryside get cheap cigarettes, which are the same as the cigarettes that men smoke.

In many cases, it is the cigarettes that I have brought over from men.

Women's cigarettes like this, which can be seen in the city, are basically wealthy women who can smoke such good ladies' cigarettes.

"Thank you, I don't have a hobby of smoking!"

Ye Yaorong shook his head and said.

Smoking is harmful to health, so Ye Yaorong would not smoke, nor did he want to learn to smoke.

When he was a child, he smoked it secretly, but his father found out. After being beaten up, Ye Yaorong never touched a cigarette again!

Seeing cigarettes, Ye Yaorong would remember the scene of his father beating him brutally.

In the past, we used to educate children with sticks and sticks when they were disobedient or did something wrong, and they followed the old motto of "a filial son is born under a stick".

It doesn't work anymore. Now the children in the family are very precious.

You have to have a heart-to-heart relationship with your child, and you have to have a good conversation with your child.

Otherwise, children can sue you for child abuse, which is also illegal.

"It is only right for Laozi to beat his son." In this case, the ancient precepts have become feudal dregs.

The beauty's eyelashes flickered, and her blurred eyes looked at Ye Yaorong through the thin smoke for a while. She didn't speak, but just put the cigarette case back.

Seeing the slender cigarette squeezed slightly on her rosy lips, Ye Yaorong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Madam Qing, how can I smoke!"

Tang Mengjuan walked to the edge of the balcony, leaning on the railing, and looking at the busy night scene with Ye Yaorong.

Even if it is eight o'clock in the evening, the roads in the city are still very busy.

After all, for urban residents, now is the beginning of nightlife.

"you alone?"

Ye Yaorong looked at the beauty standing next to him and asked.

"Ok."

After the beauty glanced at Ye Guangrong, she answered and continued to look at the outside scene.

Ye Yaorong could tell that this beauty was in a bad mood.

"bad mood?"

Ye Yaorong looked at the beauty and asked.

"Yes."

Tang Mengjuan nodded and said.

"Run away from home alone?"

Ye Yaorong asked.

"Are you investigating me?"

Tang Mengjuan suddenly turned her head and stared at Ye Yaorong and asked.

"Beauty, I don't even know you, why am I investigating you?"

Ye Yaorong didn't expect this beauty's reaction to be so big, it seems that 80% of them ran away from home.

How do you think this beauty has the appearance of twenty-six and seven~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how can she still play the game of running away from home!

And how dangerous it is for such a beautiful woman to run away from home alone!

"Then how do you know that I ran away from home?"

Tang Mengjuan asked suspiciously.

After all, Tang Mengjuan can be certain that he really doesn't know the man in front of him.

And walking to the balcony to blow the cold wind is my own random thought, which can rule out the possibility of this man waiting for himself here deliberately.

"Guess it."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Guess?"

Tang Mengjuan looked at Ye Yaorong in surprise and said.

This can be guessed, too, right?

Is he a fortune teller.

"I often watch the news. This woman who runs away from home is basically in a bad mood and ran away from home. On the other hand, this woman who is in a bad mood is probably a woman who ran away from home. When I asked, I didn't expect that you really ran away from home."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

Ye Yaorong didn't expect that it would happen that this beauty really ran away from home.

"You are very interesting!"

Tang Mengjuan looked at Ye Yaorong deeply and said.

"Really? This is the first time I heard someone say I am interesting?"

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Because the look you look at me is different from the look others look at me."

Tang Mengjuan said.

"What's the difference?"

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Other men always like to stare at me, or look at me secretly, but after you only look at me, you look away. I haven't met such a man for a long time."

Tang Mengjuan said.

Because of her beauty, it attracted men's attention everywhere she went. Tang Mengjuan felt quite fresh when she suddenly met a man who was not attracted by her charm. (To be continued.)