"Okay, you are right, I am naive again." Liu Feng said.
"There are always good people and bad people in this world. But we have to be good people." said the nicknamed mother.
"Yes, aunt is right, we must be good people." Liu Feng said.
After sending Xiao Ming and her mother upstairs to rest, Liu Feng and I Zhimeng sat down below and chatted.
"I feel so happy after catching these bad guys today. How about we have a drink?" Liu Feng said.
"Is it a celebration? It's a pity that I don't have wine here." My dream said.
Liu Feng took out a bottle of wine and said, "What do you think this is?"
My dream said in surprise: "Where did this wine come from? There is no wine at home!"
"I bought it on the way." Liu Feng smiled proudly. He also took out a package and opened it to see that it was a package of braised food.
The fragrance hit my nostrils, and my dream was drooling just looking at it. I didn't expect that this guy was quite well prepared.
"You are really good at drinking. You have even prepared the food and drinks?" Wo Zhimeng said with a smile.
"Of course, you can't live up to food and love," Liu Feng said.
"We have delicious food, but what about love?" My dream asked.
"Love, it's in your heart. Don't you have love in your heart?" Liu Feng asked.
"There is no love in my heart," my dream said.
"What about taking care of those kittens and puppies? Isn't that all love? And those patients who buy medicine for free, isn't that all love?" Liu Feng said.
"That's different." My dream said.
"If there is any difference, please tell me." Liu Feng said.
"Love is love. I don't feel love for cats and dogs, I just feel pity for them. I don't feel love for those patients either, just sympathy. These are not called love. The love between a man and a woman is called love, right?" My dream said.
"It's not like that. There are many kinds of love. There is big love and small love. The love between man and woman is just one kind of small love, right?" Liu Feng said.
"Then love can be divided into true and false, who doesn't know?" My dream said.
"It seems you understand quite a bit." Liu Feng said, "Come, have a drink, respect true love!"
"I have never met true love." My dream said, and took a sip of wine.
"So you have met fake love?" Liu Feng said with a sly smile.
"I don't even know if it's love." My dream said.
"Oh, really? It seems that you are still a little girl with stories. Would you like to hear them? Let me help you analyze them."
My dream drank another glass of wine and opened her story box.
"We met on a rainy day. It was raining that day and I didn't bring an umbrella. He was behind me and held the umbrella over my head.
We rarely contacted each other afterwards, and sometimes there was no news for months or sometimes years. I don’t even know where he is now.”
"Then what?" Liu Feng asked.
"Then there will be no more, the story is over." Wo Zhimeng said with a wry smile.
"What? That's it. What's your story?" Liu Feng said.
"He is such a person. He talks very little and is horribly cold. One time, he suddenly invited me to climb a mountain. I was so happy. Finally, he came to look for me, but he said nothing while climbing the mountain.
"Fa, we just finished climbing the mountain and went home." My dream said.
"There is such a person. Isn't this person too taciturn?" Liu Feng said.
"Yes, he is like that. I also asked him, why didn't he speak? He said what is there to say? It is best not to say anything, because anything you say will destroy the tranquility at that time." My Dream
said.
"What a strange person. I'm not good at it. I like to keep talking everywhere." Liu Feng said.
"Of course you are chatty. You can tell at a glance that there must be many girls who are confused by what you say, right?" Wo Zhimeng said.
"No, I don't have this charm. At least you weren't blown away by me, right?" Liu Feng said.
"That's because I'm rather deaf, so I can't listen." Wo Zhimeng said with a smile.
The two looked at each other and smiled, then clinked their glasses and each took a sip of wine.
Drinking is really good, it makes people say things they don’t want to say. Drinking wine is really good, it makes people say things they can’t say.
Drinking is the best way to bring two people closer together. As long as you drink once, you can basically brag about the first half of your life, and you can also listen to the other person's stories about the first half of his life.
"What does that person do?" Liu Feng asked.
“He who builds houses builds houses everywhere and stays wherever he builds them.
We met that year, and he came to build a house in our Hongcheng. After finishing the house, he left. Later, he would come back to see me occasionally. He didn't say much when he came, just to meet each other," said my dream.
"You are indeed a god-like person. It seems that people still miss you." Liu Feng said.
"Does it count?" My Dream said.
"Forget it, of course. Think about it, if such a cold person can come to see you all the time, he must be unable to let you go, right?" Liu Feng said.
"If you were him, would you think so?" Wo Zhimeng asked. It seemed that she wanted to know the man's thinking mode.
"I don't know about him. Anyway, if it were me who always went to see one person, I would definitely not be able to let go of that person. Otherwise, why would I bother with this?" Liu Feng said.
"What is the most important thing in your men's hearts?" Wo Zhimeng asked.
"This is a bit difficult to answer. What is the most important? There are many." Liu Feng said.
"What about?" My dream asked.
"Family, friends, and lovers are all important." Liu Feng didn't know how to answer this question.
Because he often asks himself what is the most important thing, he sometimes feels a little confused.
For example, what is the most important thing to him now? Is it his family? Is it his friends? Or his lover? The most important thing to him now is actually himself.
Yes, he was right. Without himself, everything else would have no origin and would no longer be important. Therefore, the most important thing for people, no matter where they are, is themselves first. Liu Feng thought this way
road.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about what other people think. The key is what you think. Do you care about this person?" Liu Feng asked.
"I don't know either. I don't have much experience in this kind of thing, so don't I want to ask you for advice?" Wo Zhimeng said.
"You mean I'm very experienced in this area?" Liu Feng asked.
"Isn't it?" My dream said.
"Then you really have wronged me. My experience in this area is similar to yours, at most a little better than yours, just a little bit." Liu Feng said.
However, Liu Feng did not expect that people like me, who at first glance seemed to know everything and were not afraid of anything, were actually quite conservative in their hearts.