His son is as old as me. ...
The feeling is that in front of this old man who has experienced the ups and downs of officialdom, I am really blank like a child, and he has seen through me from head to toe.
In my sophomore year, my father had a meeting in a center, and I waited outside for my father to finish the meeting. After waiting for a while, a man came out and told me that my father was going on a business trip this afternoon and asked him to take me home.
I called to confirm that I got in the old man's car.
To tell the truth, although he is old, he is more attractive, handsome and deep than my boyfriend at that time.
When I talked to my dad later, I didn't even know his name and which unit he was in.
It is particularly important that his son is at my level (his son is not as good-looking as his father), but his son studies liberal arts and I study science.
He came from an ordinary family, but his father-in-law had power and outstanding ability, so he was promoted quickly.
At that time, my little boyfriend and I were very sweet, and I felt that it was shameful for my boyfriend to look at such a beautiful woman.
Later, we met more often. At the parent-teacher meeting at school, my father was tired of sneaking behind the teaching building to smoke. I found out my father's routine and went to take him back to the auditorium. And I caught them both.
The first thing I said to his son was: "classmate, claim your father." Please keep the meeting room in order. "
I didn't feel embarrassed at that time, but this old thing probably bears a grudge, and then secretly played tricks on me many times.
Let me propose a toast to him on the wine table. Toast should be smooth and pleasant. I held a small handleless wine cup until he was satisfied. Obviously, I can't stand the watch. In the end, I have to praise my "good literary talent" like my elders.
Last Spring Festival, we went to a hot spring. My parents knew several people, including him and his son.
Chinese New Year is nothing more than smoking, drinking and playing mahjong, even outside. Adults play mahjong in the mahjong hall and even put the mahjong table in the lounge. His son and I will play games or walk the dog in the nearby mountains. Dogs in the resort can lead the way and are not afraid of getting lost. )
When I went back at night, everyone was drunk, and my father insisted on teaching me to play mahjong. People are not clear-headed and can't see the cards clearly. He said, let him teach me to play mahjong with his son.
His son was not interested and went back to his room to sleep. There are only two of us in the lounge. He taught me how to recognize cards. As soon as he taught me, he praised me for being smart and playing, and asked me about my study, hobbies and love life like an elder.
Then we talked about my boyfriend. He asked me what my boyfriend was like.
I said, "Young, sunny, can read."
He may be half drunk and say with a smile, "Childishness usually means stupidity."
I choked up and looked back at him. I found him looking at me with a smile in his eyes, but he didn't seem to have any feelings, as if he was just commenting on current events. I felt a little sick and went back to my room.
We didn't meet again for the next six months, during which my boyfriend and I broke up.
Boyfriend is a very insecure person. When I first started dating, I repeatedly tried to test whether my feelings for him were true or not. Later, I often broke up to test me, asking me not to do other things at the same time when chatting with him, and not to eat with other boys. The news must be answered within three minutes, otherwise it will be a serial phone call. At first, I was willing to tolerate his small temper and coax him. Later, I had dinner with a group of friends who grew up together. I didn't reply to him. He had a quarrel and finally broke up. I don't want to be so tired anymore, so I agreed.
Indeed, sometimes childish means stupid or vulgar. I am a person who can't stand vulgarity.
In senior three, my son was taken to Canada by his grandparents. I was invited to the farewell party at that time, and I went with a feeling in my heart. I'm under great pressure to study, and everyone is playing crazy. Me, too. I've given up smoking for a long time and I'm seriously depressed. Mix and I smoked a pack of cigarettes in the garden.
At that time, his car was parked in the parking lot, and people were less than three meters away from me in the car, watching me smoke.
After I found him, he put me in the car. He drives a black Audi, and as soon as I get on the bus, my mouth is wide to my ears.
He asked me what I was laughing at.
I said, "I have never driven an Audi like you."
"Want to try?" He thinks I want to drive.
"But I hit it." I hey hey smile.
He said, "This is the first time I have seen a child like you. He is proficient in smoking and drinking, and now he can play mahjong. On the surface, he is still a good girl. "
"Good girls don't fall in love early." I said.
He asked me if I broke up with my boyfriend, and I said yes.
He asked me again, "Do you want to try something exciting?"
I may have sensed what he was going to say, so I called my uncle and got off to find my little friend.
As long as a beautiful woman has a mouth, people can't refuse. Being with someone like him will definitely do more good than harm, especially since his career is related to my ambition. But I know that some of my cleverness and cleverness are not enough in his eyes and will be fooled around.
I feel that I am lofty and passive, which is my shame. I ran away immediately.
Since then, this old guy has often invited us to dinner and mentioned my brother's work. At that time, my father felt that something was wrong and thought it was a fight with my father-in-law to ask for directions.
After the college entrance examination, this old guy introduced me to his teacher.
I really ... no shit.
Weibo, looking for me, peeping into my inner life.
One night, he gave me his first private letter and asked me why I wanted to study this major.
I've been thinking about criminal law.
I replied to Kant: "There are only two things in the world that can deeply shock our hearts. One is the splendid starry sky above us, and the other is the lofty law in our hearts. "
He said something to me, which probably meant that I would see some dark gray side. I may not accept the discord between people, which has been well protected in the greenhouse.
I was very angry at that time, thinking that he was the same as those who said I was a "big lady with a temper", so I criticized him a few words.
Thinking about it now is like a child losing his temper, which is unreasonable and ridiculous.
Finally, he asked me whether I wanted to ride the wind and waves or have a good trip.
I asked him, "Do you think I should be arrogant by pet or by talent?"
I was particularly impressed by this. He didn't reply to my message.
He may have a rest the next day, so he called me to meet him. So I went.
We have an appointment at an acquaintance's gallery. We used to come here often, and the boss had a good relationship with my uncle.
He asked me if I wanted to try it with him.
A man, with a successful career, mature and handsome, his wife died young and his son was far away in a foreign country. Apart from unequal strength, he is almost my ideal partner.
Now that he has spoken, I can't refuse at all.
I agreed. Like all lovers, only different. He is busy with work during the day, and I work part-time in the museum. He came to pick me up from work in the evening, and we ate together, sometimes in the restaurant outside and sometimes at his house.
I fell in love with him without telling my parents. I can't tell them that I'm in love with a married man whose son is as old as me. He didn't even dare to drive into our neighborhood for fear of being noticed.
Pain and carefree at the same time, we kiss in the garden, our breathing will gradually synchronize. I splash ink in his study, and he will stamp his private seal. I keep a parrot in his garden. He teaches the parrot to read poetry every day. I play hooligans with the parrot's mouth, so I bring hooligans home to disturb his teaching.
We hardly ever quarreled, and he would put it out at the slightest sign of an argument.
When you calm down, you will find that there is no point in quarreling.
My circle of friends is fixed, and the circle of friends of my friends' parents also includes him. He sees those friendships thoroughly and won't be angry because I am close to anyone.
I'm not particularly sensitive, as long as I don't cross the bottom line, I'm basically responsive. He always likes to hug and kiss me. He just can't put it down. I am poor. I don't know what's interesting. It's really confusing.
Of course, he also has his shortcomings. When I am particularly persistent in something and he doesn't like it, he will try his best to make me give up my idea, soft and hard, bright and dark, and I will follow him most of the time. Then he will distract me like he is afraid of these things, and then secretly compensate me.
I can't resist.
He really dotes on me, but that's enough If I am spoiled too much, he will criticize me and say that I am stupid and disproportionate.
Every time he says such a thing, I get angry. What is discretion? I am his girlfriend, not his student or subordinate.
Later, I told my family that I was in love, but I didn't say who my boyfriend was. My parents thought that the little boy gave me pocket money and told me not to play too crazy.
Stand hand ╮ (╯ _ ╰) ╭
On Laodong's birthday, my uncle and I asked for a stone and carved a chapter-Clouds Crossing the Qinling Mountains.
What I took was "where is home in Yunheng Qinling, and the snow is holding the green horse back." One of my favorite Tang poems.
I can't give him a gift in person, only my gift.
This old man is really clever. From my initial resistance to being eaten by him, I couldn't resist.
On my birthday, he will also return the gift and send me a sentence-"The lights are still sitting in the dark, and the waves are against the wind."
The rules are quite correct. I didn't write my name when I signed them. I'm afraid my dad will recognize this word, and I've been afraid to frame it and hang it.
We get along well now, but we will break up one day. We are all people who cherish our wings and value our reputation, and no one can afford the consequences. Just eat, drink and be merry.
There are many people softer and more beautiful than me. He has to wait in line for a long time to release this condition. Why are you wasting your time on me? I think I might be in trouble.
2.20
Supplement: 1. The past and father are not friends, but interests. My father is not from the judiciary.
I really don't have that deep affection for old things, not love, but like his face and the convenience it brings at the same time.
I just think it's silly for my little boyfriend to try again and again, but his angular and high-spirited appearance is really great.
Today, I had a showdown with my father. My father knows about us, but he is not sure what old things mean.
I want to break up with old things.
I don't know what he is thinking. I'm afraid he will involve my father. I can't embarrass him.
I think being a prostitute or a thief is a bit too much. For me, it's similar to secretly falling in love at school. A big age difference is nothing. The only problem is that two people are utilitarian together. What he wants from me is not only profit, but also good reputation. I have more concerns. I must be responsible for my parents and family. I can't let my family be implicated because of my own selfish desires.
I really want to uphold justice when I study law, but I know the current circle better than others. I am also despicable, enjoying the privileges under the banner of equality. My ability is limited, so I can only shout the slogan of equality and justice in the greenhouse. I can only do my best.
His son and I are just close classmates, and at best we can become friends. This relationship will not change even if I touch old things. He won't call me mom, and I won't treat him like a son. They are two individuals and have no affiliation.
Of course, this old thing is not a good thing, and I know it. When teaching, I always give a jujube three sticks. When my wife died, I found a young girl who was very controlling. I'm sober, otherwise I wouldn't consider stopping now.
2.20 nights
We broke up and ended our relationship for less than a year.
On the whole, I learned a lot.
If you have to talk about feelings, it is not without them, but everything has been done and you can't cross the line. Although I always call him an old thing or an old man, it's more like a slap in the face.
I know very little about him, greasy or obscene, and I have no basis to judge him. I don't know enough about his superior history. I have this ability. Maybe I just lost a little luck, but I am eager for quick success.
Now that he's separated, I can't say anything about him. After all, both sides have paid more or less.
I wish him a bright future.
Wish me success in my studies.
Thanks for joining us. That's all.