Article 5 of "Love Collection":
"Lovers also have their own living space. It's a bad emotion to be easily jealous. You have to show them that you don't care at all, and you don't need them to accompany you, so that they can play without any worries."
"Eighty percent." Lu Ming said suddenly.
"Eighty percent of what?" Guo Qianqian looked up from the game.
"I saw a statistic before," Lu Ming said, "It seems to be a sociologist's statistics, 80% of couples who get married because of love feel unhappy, but because of age, everyone else is married. Therefore, 80% of people who are also married feel that they are very happy."
"So what do you think your situation is?" Guo Qianqian asked again.
Lu Ming scratched his head in annoyance: "I just don't know, I feel like I'm quite happy. Anyway, if I quarrel occasionally, even if I'm angry at the time, I'll forget it the next day, but Liang Yesheng doesn't seem to think he's very happy. ."
But he didn't think that he and Liang Yesheng were the kind of options that were about to get married. Before meeting Liang Yesheng, he didn't have this option in his mind at all. Before that, he felt that he was very young, and he still had a lot of time to squander, and he didn't think much about the future.
Guo Qianqian is also not very clear. She no longer has these troubles. She quit her job and moved out from home more than a year ago and started freelancing. I am not an art teacher in elementary school, and I prefer to do graffiti on the streets. Because she was too tough, her parents changed their attitude. Now that she can go back after a while, she can make her parents very happy.
Guo Qianqian also stopped listening to hip-hop as a fan. She said that hip-hop was so popular in the past two years that she was no longer interested. But they still have contact with Lu Ming and the others, because their poor label sometimes releases new songs or promotional posters, and they also need Guo Qianqian to draw a friendship price.
"It's not a friendship price to send a ten yuan WeChat red envelope," Guo Qianqian said, "that's to send a beggar, you are so embarrassed to come to me to urge the draft!"
"That's just a deposit." Lu Ming exclaimed, "I'll give you the royalties! Liang Yesheng gave me 300,000 yuan."
"Where's the money?" Guo Qianqian asked.
"..." Because Liang Yesheng's signal was not good, he still didn't get the money.
"I actually don't want to break up with Liang Yesheng," Lu Ming was dejected, he didn't have the strength to sit up straight, and put his chin on the table, "but it's so tiring to keep coaxing him, he must have cheated because of me being annoying. And I suspect that he He has never calmed down, and every time he looks at me, it's like..."
Lu Ming recalled for a moment: "It was when I was in elementary school that I failed the math test anyway. The teacher criticized me at first, but then it was with that kind of eyes. He thought that my IQ was just like that, and there was nothing I could do!"
The phone rang, and Lu Ming picked it up to see that the female fan was still sending a private message asking why he was ignoring him. Lu Ming was a little annoyed, he clicked on the Weibo interface, clicked through, thought about it, deleted it all, and re-entered: "Some fans may be too enthusiastic, in fact, it's good to listen to the song, there is no need to get too close. Private life. And I'm still a crook, it's no fun wasting time."
Lu Ming is always ruthless towards girls, and only when he is towards his buddies is he rude, often with swear words and no scruples.
But it was different for Liang Yesheng. Lu Ming had a unique way of getting along with Liang Yesheng. Now that he had practiced his unique magic for two years, he suddenly had nowhere to use it. Lu Ming felt a little lonely.
The WeChat group exploded immediately. It was all at Aite. He asked Brother Ming when did you become gay, and what should you do with your sister-in-law? Just be the same wife? No wonder you get divorced. A few of them had a good time with Ping Ping, but they learned about some gossip yesterday. Seeing that the secrets they kept were revealed by Lu Ming, it was a pity.
Lu Ming angrily sent a voice over: "When did I say that he is a woman, he likes a man, and if he has an opinion, he will crawl for me!"
Guo Qianqian snorted from the side: "Now that you talk too much, why didn't you come out of the closet before."
However, Lu Ming's eyes lit up. After thinking for a while, he took out his usual notebook, opened a page, and there was a bold title on it: Reasons for Divorce.
The first one reads: Eat soft rice.
Lu Ming added the second rule: Don't dare to come out of the closet.
The phone kept vibrating again, but Lu Ming closed his eyes to unlock it, and threw it to Guo Qianqian: "Help me see what was said."
Guo Qianqian said: "You're afraid of shit, it's alright, they all say they support you, no one says homosexuality is disgusting. If you say it, it must be said in private, how can you say it in person."
So far, Lu Ming must admit that he had concerns, he didn't hide it, but he wasn't frank enough. The hip-hop circle is almost 90% male, full of love for music, but sometimes less forgiving. In the lyrics of the older generation of rappers, many cursed "faggot" with dirty words, not to mention that Liang Yesheng was a well-known doctor in a public hospital at that time. At that time, Lu Ming comforted himself, it was a matter between them, there was no need to spread it all out for others to see.
But now he can't stand it anymore, fuck, what's the matter with coming out of the closet, anyway, he's not a rapper, don't come to gays to sing if you have the ability.
It's a pity that now there are no people who come out of the closet, but there are people who cheat. It's better not to have them. Drinking too much alcohol is really easy to talk nonsense.
Lu Ming was so hungry that he needed to order another dish to solve the problem.
"Doctor Liang," Li Yubing was knocking on the door, "Have lunch?"
"I'm not going," Dr. Liang shook his head and took out a lunch box from the small refrigerator in the cabinet, "My family brought me meals."
"Is your wife?" Li Yubing had vaguely heard that Liang Yesheng was married. Seeing Liang Yesheng nodded, he sighed again, "She is so virtuous. No wonder you didn't want to tell her when you were hurt, and you didn't want to worry her."
However, Liang Yesheng said: "But he found out a few days after I went back. He said that when he saw that my actions were wrong, he seemed to always want to cover up something, and he felt that something was wrong."
"Your relationship is so good." Li Yubing was a little envious, chatted a few more words, and went to lunch.
Liang Yesheng took the lunch box and put it in the microwave to heat it up. He soon smelled the aroma of the food. I have to say that Lu Ming is quite good at finding a takeaway. He still remembers that Liang Yesheng doesn't like ginger and garlic, so he ordered another one and put it in the refrigerator. inside. He can also be considerate to this level, and he may be very proud.
Forget it, after staying with Lu Ming for too long, he seems to be straight and masculine. Cooking is not Lu Ming's obligation at all, and he didn't even think of asking Lu Ming in this regard.
Liang Yesheng didn't think he had lied to Li Yubing just now, but Lu Ming did find out what was wrong and did ask him. When Lu Ming finally couldn't help asking him what was going on recently, Liang Yesheng was even in a good mood.
Of course he wouldn't take the initiative to tell Lu Ming, it was just a little injury, it seemed that he couldn't stand the pain, and Lu Ming couldn't help much. But this wasn't what he said. It was Lu Ming who finally got his head around and found out what was wrong with him.
"Lately, it's like being indifferent. Have you cheated? Just say it straight out." Then Lu Ming said this.
The phone rang, and Liang Yesheng saw that it was the online consultation app he had registered before, and occasionally patients would pay to ask questions on it. During this time, all kinds of things piled up, and I forgot to log out.
The patient being consulted is asking:
"My gums are bleeding. I ate out today. I feel that a man at the table next to me looks like a homosexual. Will I get AIDS?"
"It's very unlikely that you will get AIDS, but I'm very likely to be infected by your mental retardation." Liang Yesheng typed out the line, and then deleted it all.
Resend: "No way."
The author says:
Mindless and unhappy...