“He doesn’t love me!” The girl put down her glass of wine and said this with tears in her eyes. The girl put down her glass of wine and said this with tears in her eyes. Honestly, I’m tired of hearing this, and at least half of the girls around me complain about it once every few months on average. The reasons for their complaints are as follows: he won’t tell me his facebook password; he doesn’t comfort me when I’m upset; he doesn’t have the patience to go shopping with me; he goes home at night and falls asleep without me; he still won’t mention marriage to me ……
If I say that men and women have different physiological and psychological structures
, men love you that way, the performance of men loving you is not quite the same as the performance of love you want to get, they are also categorically unacceptable, their brains are still stuck in Qiong Yao novels: love can cross all the chasm of perception and reality. Since I love you, this little thing why do not do, this little capricious why not accommodate, this little sacrifice how unwilling. The most important thing is that I am a friend of theirs and always have the patience to listen to these complaints. In order to get it over with, I finally had to come up with an answer to make them happy and leave me and the innocent men alone, and after a period of intense research, I cultivated a set of sword techniques specifically designed to break up the women’s “he doesn’t love me palm”, and the full text of the sword recipe goes like this:
Men actually do , she pestered me about my facebook password, she got angry because I couldn’t understand her little emotions, she knew I didn’t like shopping and dragged me to it, she didn’t let me sleep after a long day at work, she didn’t let me sleep, she always asked me to marry her before we decided to be partners for life… …so she doesn’t love me.
See, that makes it even, he doesn’t love you, and you don’t love him anyway, so what’s the point of holding a grudge.
When I smugly threw out this swordplay with the girls every time, they were finally defeated, and even made a sudden realization, and I thought I had successfully solved the age-old problem of male/female relationships. But within three months, the familiar scene still appeared at the dinner party: “He doesn’t love me!” The girl put down her glass, with tears in her eyes to say so sentence. The company’s main goal is to provide a good solution to the problem.