We're all in good shape.

there is nothing wrong with women, which is somewhat strange.

I worked for an advertising agency earlier, when I had a female colleague named Jie Bing, the least pretentious woman I had ever seen. She has one to say one, two to say two, and is well organized. She never talks nonsense when she can keep her mouth shut, and never delves into things that can figure out the answer.

when she and her husband seldom have red faces, Jie Bing is not as difficult to serve as other women, and there are very few unpleasant things, so she asks bluntly if she has any displeasure.

once I went shopping with her, and we saw her husband and a girl talking and laughing in a western restaurant. When most women see this picture more or less awkward, they either turn around and run angrily, waiting for their husband to return home after the baptism of the storm, or get mad on the spot and put on a good show for everyone for free. In short, there are all kinds of Qiong Yao heroine and heroine Yingjie. I only saw de-icing, and without blinking an eye, I went over to say hello and asked her husband, who is this? Her husband stood up, easily put his arm over her shoulder, and generously introduced, this is the person in charge of a certain company, and this is my wife.

A little misunderstanding was resolved so calmly.

this is de-icing, unwilling to pretend to be deaf and dumb in emotion. A woman who is rational and self-disciplined to such an extent is simply a hermaphrodite who loses her conscience.

but the elder colleagues in the company who had spent time with Jie Bing in the Shenyang branch always said that the authentic northeast girl, Jie Bing, used to be more grumpy than anyone else.

how hot is it? We don't know. Those colleagues also kept it a secret. Once I went on a business trip to Shenyang with Jie Bing.

that was my first trip to Northeast China. I thought I was going to enjoy all the local food with Jie Bing, who had been in Shenyang for several years. Who knows, I was just running customers every day, and I was so tired that I fell apart. She even took me out in the middle of the night to burn paper for the dead.

that day, I was as tired as a dog. I walked as far as the road with my shoulders drooping. At the intersection, the ice began to break up the ghost coins, yellow paper, and the iPhone, a motorcycle with all kinds of paper paste. I looked at it, damn it, there are 360 somatosensory game consoles, and the business opportunities in the underworld keep pace with the times.

Xie Bing said, "only at the crossroads can the money burned at the crossroads be received by the people there."

I asked her, "to whom." Jie Bing said: "A dead ghost." After a pause, he added, "my ex-boyfriend."

at the crossroads, the street lights are bright and there are few passers-by. The tongue of fire licked out a pile of gray butterflies on the ground, and as soon as the wind blew, it rolled up and flew high.

the northeast girl's face with high cheekbones showed some desolation in the ashes, and the bright lipstick color on her lips could not suppress it, and the whole person had a kind of bright sadness.

I looked at her and suddenly shivered in my heart. When I was with the boy, de-icing was still young.

two young people in their early twenties have a worse temper than the other. When two people are together, the important content of life is quarreling, quarreling with others, quarreling with each other, and sometimes even when they are in a hurry.

when they walk, they buy virgin fruit in the hands of street vendors, and it is deceptive and noisy to solve the problem that other people are short of each other. Do not want the nearby training stalls of the three vendors are out of the same village, pounced on together, the little couple will not show weakness, both hold the pole weighing pole, hit both sides of the flesh of the damaged red fruit rolled all over the floor. When the two men walked valiantly on their way home, they remembered that none of the virgin fruit had been eaten.

boyfriend is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. When he is looking for a new job, he meets a difficult client in his second month at work, and he can't bear to hit him with a chair on his head and rush out two blocks. That month, the two were so poor that they could only eat instant noodles and lost their medical expenses with little savings. While eating instant noodles, Jie Bing patted him on the shoulder and said, "that's a good brick. We've eaten all the new flavors on the market this year." The two also quarreled over trivial matters between men and women.

A girl sent him an indistinct text message; a boy courted her; he looked at a beautiful woman in the street; she smiled too sweetly at some handsome guy among her friends.

for him to make a detour to buy her a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings on his way back from work; for her to forget to kiss him good night for many days before going to bed; for taking her to meet her friends without holding her shoulder; because she was in a hurry not to introduce him as his boyfriend when she met her ex-boyfriend.

No matter what kind of thing, they can always end up talking about the question of love or not. You can't make it clear, and in the end, it's the escalation of force.

it's impossible to get beat up in de-icing. Boyfriends never hit women. Then it is to relieve the ice pain and beat him, punch and kick, regret again after kicking, and then touch the bruises on his body and shed tears after making up.

in turn, he comforted Jie: "what's important? it'll be fine in a few days. I don't wear a bikini." You lost so much that you didn't hit me in the face. I will fight hard with you if you hit me in the face. "

Jie Bing has never hit him in the face, so I don't know if he will fight with her. Later, he went underground and lay there alone, dark in the day and dark at night, and had long been killed to fight her. The most serious quarrel, do not remember is for what, only remember is also trivial.

Deicing is easy to despair when she gets angry. That day she climbed to the air conditioner outside the window. She pointed at her boyfriend and tearfully testified that he didn't love her, forcing him to admit it.

in fact, what good is it for her if he admits that he doesn't love her? She doesn't know. If he doesn't love her, she will fall into despair. Jie Bing couldn't figure out who she was at that time. She recalled that she thought she was a psychopath at that time. Love in adolescence is mostly neurotic.

I couldn't persuade Bing to come down, so my boyfriend turned around and went into the house.

but she immediately saw it in the window of the next room sticking out a furry head. Her boyfriend, like a gibbon, instigated a few times and then nimbly climbed onto the air conditioner next to her. He sat apart from her, looking at her arrogantly.

there was only a little fear in de-icing. When I saw him squatting over her head like a big frog, his face turned white. The weight of de-icing is less than 100 jin, and the boyfriend's weight is more than 130 jin.

"you fool, hurry down, get down!" Shout out the ice.

their landlord did not know when he was standing downstairs, and there were several neighbors next to them, all looking at them in horror and yelling at them to come down quickly.

at that time, the air conditioner rack where the deicing boyfriend was squatting loosened a little bit. With the sound of "cluck", two fools heard it, jumped down in horror, climbed the window, and jumped into the room.

on this day they were evicted by the landlord and refused to rent the house to them again. So under the big sun in July, the two men were eating popsicles while looking for a new house hand in hand, and walked in the streets of Shenyang cursing heaven and earth. What's his name? I can't say it.

after he left, his name became the shortest spell in her heart, and every time it was mentioned, it was heart-wrenching. It hurts with blood and flesh.

when we are together, Jie Bing seldom calls him by his first name. Big fool, pig head, jerk, Honey, dear, it all depends on the mood to remove the ice and think of what it means. What does the name mean? At that time, she thought. A name is just a form of address. If she loves this person, he will change his name tomorrow and call the dog leftover pig eggs. She will love him.

she never speaks politely to him. Get out. Climb. Son of a bitch. The most talked-about is the mantra-you go to hell.

those words have no meaning and are just mood auxiliaries for de-icing. Yell at him to get out, but he will come back as soon as he gets out. Even if he called him a son of a bitch, he wouldn't have changed his shape to show her. As for dying, who cares? They are still so young, they still have so many days to live, how far away death is. Only those who are really near death avoid talking about death, just as no one is stupid enough to joke with old people that you are going to die. She is so young that she thinks she deserves to talk about death.

he also called her rudely, sometimes. He called her "little bitch" in a very intimate tone, and she didn't bother to get angry when she heard too much. Anyway, she was only his "little bitch".

but he never says you go to hell as she does. Ask him why, and he says he doesn't like it. He didn't get angry when she scolded him like that and let her go.

it took a long time to understand that she made heaven and earth in his love at that time, but made sure that he loved her. You go to hell. This is the mantra of de-icing. It's just a mantra. She doesn't even associate the meaning of this sentence if she says so much.

anyway, she has cursed people like this since she was a child. Good friends and he are all people who are close to them. Anyway, no one will die because of this short sentence.

once they quarreled and their boyfriend got angry and rushed out the door. He was so angry that he picked up a slipper behind him and threw it at his figure.

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"you go to hell!" To remove the ice and curse.

in less than an hour, Jie Bing received a call from him. The stranger called her on his cell phone and asked her to go to the hospital. He rushed out of the house only a few blocks away when he was hit by a car and was given first aid in the hospital.

I cried myself hoarse outside the operating room that day. Then he was out of danger, and she sat by his bed, gazing at his face, which had not awakened under the anesthetic. She swore in her heart that she would never say "go to hell" to him again.

death, what a terrible word! How could she curse him!

that time he stayed in bed for more than two months before he recovered, and she took good care of him. It was the gentlest two months when they were together. She feels that two people can get along well even if they fall in love without teasing each other. As a result, the two men still quarreled after he got better.

once again the little bitch against the big fool. Quarreled, cried, cried, and made up. Quarreled and fought, but no one ever mentioned a breakup. Do not break up, this is probably the bottom line that two people agree on.

their youthful love, line disorder, blood dripping.

then she couldn't help telling him to go to hell. It's also a mood auxiliary.

then he left her that day, rushed out, and ran across the street.

like every quarrel in the past, she knew that he was just going to some best friend to have a few drinks and play billiards, and then sneaked home at night, holding her in bed and pretending to sleep, whispering that my wife was back dead again.

he rushed out that day. Rush out. Like in many fights.

the opposite side of the road is close at hand.

"Boom!" She sent him out of this world with her own eyes. That day she knelt on the road to hold down his bleeding wound, here, and the blood continued to come out there, and he was like a broken sack full of holes, leaking her world in darkness and despair.

his parents refused to let her worship in the hall, so his mother jumped on her and slapped her in the face. She knelt at the gate, holding up her puffy face and crying dimly.

after that, she recalled her days with him every day for a long time and couldn't stop. Her brain has become a perpetual motion machine, and she won't stop in her dreams. All the goodness he gave her turned into the cruelty of the world to her.

after de-icing, I asked myself many times, why did you tell him to go to hell? Why didn't you die yourself?

the night belongs to her alone, and there is never a voice in the air to answer her.

there are not so many why in this world. Who knows, God, there are so many jokes. It was only in the sixth year after he left that he began to find a new boyfriend. She met her present husband.

her husband is very calm and rational, just like this when he confesses his love to her. He said, "I am veryLike you, you should know, do you like me? If you would like to stay with me, if you don't like me, I'm sorry to bother you during this time. " Jie Bing looked at him for a while and nodded.

in the first few years with her husband, Jie Bing was often thought of as the person who left.

at that time, he chased her, shamelessly riding a broken motorcycle behind her all day, and half the street was filled with the clanging baffle of his broken motorcycle. He called her "beautiful woman" endlessly. Girl, do you want a ride? Girl, where are you going? Girl, have you eaten yet? Hey! Slow down, pretty girl. Your boyfriend lost it. Jie Bing sometimes laughs in the memory, smiles, and cries.

her husband wouldn't do that. What a decent man her husband is, with a straight shirt and a good disposition, never spitting dirty words in his mouth, and his good tutoring is embarrassing and presumptuous. He called her by her nickname, gentle and gentle. "Bing Bing, do you like this?" "Bing Bing, what would you like to eat?" "Bing Bing, do you think this is good?"

she is a gentle and cherished good girl, after him. She also stretched out her hands and gently held her husband's face and looked into his dark brown eyes. She also closed her eyes and kissed her husband's lips, which smelled of beard water. She also hugged her husband when she was tired and buried her head on his chest. She also shoved herself into her husband's arms when she woke up in a dream at night, and the two fell asleep like two stacked spoons. Like I used to be with him. So many days and nights. But what makes a difference? She and he used to live, and then always seem to be separated by a veil. Her love and attachment, her perception of the world, have been polished by time so that they are no longer clear. The only time I got out of control was shortly after giving birth.

she had mild postpartum depression at that time. After arguing with her husband one day, she suddenly couldn't help herself, rushed to the balcony, and climbed to the air conditioner outside the balcony.

she sat there, yelling at her husband. She was in a trance, and she didn't know what she was shouting. She just felt sad and needed to be released.

she burst into tears, her eyes were so blurred that she could not see her husband's face at all.

it was only a short time, and her consciousness immediately came to her senses. She dried her tears and looked at her husband's anxious pale face. He stood there holding out his hands to her, begging her to calm down and come back at once.

he stretched out a hug to her, there, on the other side of her. If she goes ashore, she will be full of warmth like spring, and if she falls, he will hold out two handfuls of adult tears for her, which is the affection of adults.

she suddenly felt bored, shamefully bored, and bored.

she climbed down, carefully supported the wall and jumped into the balcony, and went to the room to breastfeed the baby. her full-moon baby was crying because she woke up hungry. That's what de-icing says. That day she jumped down and passed her husband to nurse her crying son in the room. Watching her son arch a small body in her arms in a hurry to find and suck open, showing a satisfied look, she was aware of the desolation of life, but also felt the great joy and happiness of life.

what else? God has given her so much. There will always be people in life who will teach you to grow up, although not all the costs will be borne by you. She is still happy when he is gone. Her life is the same as many women in this world, husband, children, happiness and worry, lively and deserted, all present, nothing absent. Her life is the same as that of most people in the world. So who else is willing to keep in mind the corner that is always missing in his heart? Even if there is no need to remind, even if there is no way to forget. The night in the northeast is so cold. In the ashes of the yellow watch paper flying in the crossroads, the face of the girl in the northeast was a calm sadness in Mingyan.

she will no longer make heaven and earth in love, all her blood will be exhausted in love; she will later persuade the girls around her not to die in love, love is there if it is there, there is no need for you to die to prove that love is something that proves less and less. She later became a happy de-icing, a stable and quiet beautiful sister beloved by every young girl in the company.

when we walk down the street every day, we meet so many strange faces passing by that I used to think that in so many mediocrities, no one knows what kind of story they have experienced behind them. After passing the story of de-icing and witnessing the weakness of the night of de-icing, I began to understand that everyone is a book that has been roughly treated by fate, and even if it is ruthlessly twisted and torn, it will eventually try to stretch its cover and pretend to be intact.

We are injured, healed, and finally, we are all grateful for the time, which allows us to pick up ourselves little by little as if we were intact.