When I came home from overtime at night, it was annoying and rare to be at home, waiting for me on the sofa watching TV.
On a whim, I lay on the sofa with his legs on my back: "Let's talk."
"What are you talking about?"
"Talking about some lovely questions..."
"Okay, anyway, it's a long night, let's talk for a while."
That boring night, we recalled the memory of the past love together.
Q1 The most touching sentence of each other
I asked Annoying: "Of what I said, which sentence touched you the most?"
He seemed to remember a very happy thing, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You said to me: 'Don't leave me, I can't live without you...'"
I immediately protested: "Nonsense, when did I say such irresponsible things?"
"you said before!"
"Impossible!" I glared at him, "Did some woman tell you that, you remembered it wrong!"
He snorted coldly: "You think I'm you!"
Seeing that he was so sure, I felt a little lack of confidence: "Did I really say it? Why can't I remember it?"
"That night, when you were drunk, you asked me if I loved you or not. You also said that you really loved me... Please don't leave you, you can't live without me... "
Having said such humiliating words, it seems that I am really not an ordinary drunk. I tried hard to recall, vaguely remembering some things that I shouldn't remember, and my face couldn't help turning red: "It's annoying! You can believe what you say when you're drunk!"
"Whether it's true or not, you said it anyway... So, no matter what, I won't leave you!"
"… "
I decided to quit drinking in the future!
…
Annoyingly asked me again: "What is the sentence that impresses you the most?"
I was lost in thought for a long time.
Annoying and unhappy: "I know you can't remember!"
I said, "It's not that I can't remember it, it's that I remember too much. If I had to compare the most touching sentence, it should be the sentence 'Try, love without breaking up'."
"Why this sentence?"
"Because at that time, you were only twenty years old, and you couldn't be sure of your future at all. You must be particularly reluctant to promise me anything, but you still gave me this promise."
He didn't speak, his fingertips fell on my long hair, the temperature of the palm enveloped my forehead through the hair, that is the temperature I am most familiar with...
I think, if one day I forget him, I will surely remember this warm temperature.
Q2 The one thing that moved you the most
When I bring up the most touching thing, I immediately think of the time when I lost my second phone, and I was heartbroken and heartbroken.
I told the annoying, "I'm going to be sad for at least a week to mourn my phone."
Annoying put his arm around my shoulder and said, "I have a way to make you not sad."
"real?"
At noon the next day, the annoying guy came to me with my favorite phone.
I was speechless in surprise.
He asked me, "Are you still sad when you see it?"
I'm not sad, but I'm concerned about another important question: "Where did you get the money to buy such an expensive phone?"
"I sold the scepter in the game."
I was suddenly even more sad, even sadder than losing my phone: "You took more than two months to brush that scepter."
"Anyway, I quit online games, and it's useless to keep those equipment. I happened to meet a lover who wanted to buy some high-end equipment to make his girlfriend happy, so I sold him."
My cousin often said that to measure whether a man loves you, you only need to look at how much he is willing to spend for you.
I think if this standard can really measure whether a man loves me or not, then there is no man in the world who loves me more than annoying.
…
"What's the most touching thing I've ever done to you?" I asked annoyingly again.
He answered me: "It should be your birthday, you were waiting for me at the 'Reincarnation Bar', I asked how you got out of school, you told me you got out of the wall..."
"Oh!" Thinking of my courage back then, I am also quite moved by myself.
He continued: "When I asked you, I saw blood soaked on the sleeves of your coat and scratches on your wrists..."
I looked at him in amazement. After so many years, I could still clearly see the heartache in his eyes.
Q3 Favorite food
Speaking of favorite foods, it's a little hard for an annoying person with a severely deficient taste bud.
He recalled it carefully for a long time and told me: "It was you who stewed the ribs. I think the best enjoyment in this world is... I finished my work, and when I got home, you stewed a large pot of ribs, and we ate meat and drank. Wine, chatting... I want to eat it now, daughter-in-law, are there any spare ribs in the refrigerator?"
I nodded without hesitation: "Yes, the most important thing in our refrigerator is spare ribs!"
The ribs were stewed in the pot, I came back to chat with him...
Annoyingly asked me: "Do you have a favorite food? A foodie like you should have no favorite, only more love, right?"
I shook my head. "Yes. My favorite food—the chocolate you gave me for the first time."
I remember very clearly that it was the third day of our official relationship.
At night, I was holding Crayon Shin-chan in one hand and my mobile phone in the other, thinking about editing a text message to harass him.
Suddenly a text message appeared on the phone:
After I replied to the message, I quickly changed my clothes and groomed, and when I went downstairs, I saw him standing in front of the door with a smile, holding a box of chocolates in his hand.
I thought it was a holiday and asked curiously, "What day is today?"
"It's not a day. I saw chocolate in the supermarket. I remembered that you like it, so I bought a box for you."
It was clearly the most plain sentence, but it touched the sweetest part of my heart. I laughed so hard that the corners of my mouth almost cramped.
Back in the bedroom, I can't wait to take out a piece of chocolate and put it in my mouth, it's a taste I'll never forget...
It turns out that the best gift is not that he carefully selected for you, but that when he sees something, he suddenly thinks of you...
Q4 What do you hate the most about the other party
This is a very provocative topic. Sure enough, the annoying words are criticism: "I hate you writing novels the most, and you write until midnight every night, leaving me alone in the empty room."
I immediately criticized and went back: "You haven't gone out to socialize every day, every time you come back, it's midnight."
"I was socializing!"
"I am a literary hobby!"
After a moment of silence, I suggested: "From today onwards, I will not write novels, and you are not allowed to drink."
"It's impossible for me not to be paid, and it's even less possible for you to quit novels. Why don't you write novels at home when I'm on socializing, and accompany me when I'm not socializing..."
Hearing what he said, I suddenly realized that life is full of expectations and surprises!
The coldest day in Q5 memory
When I saw this question, I shuddered subconsciously.
I told the annoying: the coldest day of my life was winter many years ago.
I only wore a sweater that day and sat on the bench for two hours.
I keep asking myself: what exactly is the love I want
Is it a man who seems to be mature and stable but can't know the cold, the warm and the heart, or the man who seems to be cold and warm, but when I am the coldest, he is "warm as spring" with other women
neither!
Annoyingly interrupted my memories of the past: "I saw that you sat outside for two hours, and you were reluctant to go back to the bedroom. I thought you were not cold!"
"Huh? Did you see me? You're not peeking at me from the window, are you?"
He gave me a look, obviously telling me that he wasn't that boring.
Under my indomitable questioning, he said: "That night, Brother Xiaoma and Brother Liu came to my bedroom to play cards and said they saw you at the door. I opened the window and took a look, and I happened to see you sitting in front of the door. On the chair... I saw that you were only wearing a sweater, and I thought it was not cold, but when I went out to buy beer, I realized that it was the coldest day in a century!"
I finally understood: "No wonder you wore so little that day, it turned out to be fooled by me."
…
I asked again, "Then what is the coldest day in your memory?"
He glanced at me and replied, "That day too!"
Q6 What hurts the most
When it comes to this issue, I don't even have to think about it, and I repeat the old story: "The thing that hurts me the most is that you gave the orange to others, but not to me!"
"You haven't forgotten about this!" Annoying raised his forehead.
"I can't forget it, I can't forget it for the rest of my life!"
"You shouldn't hold grudges for not giving you that orange, and take the initiative to pursue me in order to get revenge on me... No matter how indifferent I am to you, you will persevere, even register an account to seduce me in online games, I won't take the bait, you Still not giving up, and confessing to me before graduation..."
Having known him for so long, I haven't found that his ability to make up stories is stronger than mine. He can make up such a sadistic love story in minutes, and I can't help but want to hear the following.
"And then?" I asked. "As the story goes, I'm supposed to abandon you after I've achieved my goal. Why didn't I do that?"
"Why not? When we first got together, you always said you wanted to break up with me every time you quarreled, didn't you want to abandon me?"
"Then why didn't I succeed in abandoning you?"
He raised his head slightly, with a look of no self-knowledge: "Do you think I'm the kind of man who can pursue if he wants to, and abandon if he wants to?"
I glared at him with contempt: "I really want to abandon you... A hundred 'breakup meals' are useless."
…
Accidentally digressed.
I brought the topic back: "When did you feel the most hurt?"
"No, I have such a strong psychological capacity, how could I be hurt?"
"Never once?"
"no."
"Not even half a time?"
"no!"
I reached out and pinched his face: "Be lenient if you confess, but be strict if you resist, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
Under my torture and extorting a confession, he called in the truth: "The first time you said you broke up."
"what?"
He sighed lightly: "I know you're just on impulse, but I still think we... should never say these two words!"
"I'll never say it again."
He smiled: "You don't have a chance to say anymore."