17. Conflict (The Past of Tao i)

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On this day, the not so smooth sound of high heels stopped at the door of an old dormitory. When she opened the door, Tang Jiahui had a completely new look. Her mother bought her a lot of things during the holidays, especially handbags and high heels. This was her first real The first pair of high-heeled shoes means that Tang Jiahui has transformed from a student girl into a woman. Tang Jiahui placed her bag in a more conspicuous place on the table and sat aside to change her shoes.

The roommates were looking at the brand of the bag intentionally or unintentionally.

"Coach, from Italy? It’s very expensive!"A roommate came forward and looked at the bag carefully.

"America's."Another roommate corrected.

People in the dormitory started talking about bags.

"Coach is an affordable luxury, but my mother’s Chanel is a luxury product"

"I like European bags, American ones are not considered luxury goods"

"Italian bags are good"

"Italians always insult China"

"France is good"

……

Several girls were talking to each other, arguing about which brands are real luxury goods. They were so serious that each of them was carrying such a bag and became a spokesperson, each defending their own dignity.

At this time, Meng Meimei suddenly returned to the dormitory, wearing a brand-name dress, Burberry skirt, Chanel shoes, and LV bag. Everyone calmed down, and in the face of the reality of possession, liking became more or less a wishful dream.

Meng Meimei can no longer live in the dormitory. Her roommates are full of rejection and cynicism towards her. She no longer has the sincerity and warmth she had when she first entered the school, and she is no longer willing to live the simple and rough life she once had. Meng Meimei came here to get her things. She had stopped living on campus at intervals during the last semester, and she had nothing to miss in the dormitory. She probably planned to move out completely this time. It's just that Meng Meimei and Tang Jiahui were blooming today as if they had made an appointment. The flowers bloomed at the same time, so it was inevitable that they would not be beautiful.

When Meng Meimei was getting clothes in the closet, she suddenly found a torn skirt. Her first reaction was that it was torn by someone else, and she shouted angrily:"Who did it?" Looking at Tang Jiahui, Meng Meimei thought that something was wrong here. In this house, Tang Jiahui should be the only one who has the strength to compare with himself, so he can do such a thing.

The girls knew that most of her things were famous brands and should be very expensive, so they all became quiet, and their eyes moved to Tang Jiahui, as if she was using this method to imply some kind of information to get rid of the suspicion on themselves.

"Watch what I do, watch what I do? It's not like I broke it."Tang Jiahui was very angry.

Seeing that no one admitted it, Meng Meimei cursed unceremoniously:"Which bitch did it? Whoever did it will look more like a pig. He will be dumped forever and will be poor and cheap for the rest of his life."

"This is too vicious, it’s just a skirt, there’s no need for it."Tang Jiahui couldn't listen anymore. At this time, she was the only one who spoke.

"No need. Do you know how much this dress costs? Why, you did it and admitted it."Meng Meimei was not polite and immediately put the responsibility on Tang Jiahui.

"Don't accuse people wrongly, okay?"Tang Jiahui became excited.

"Why are you afraid? You can't afford to pay?"Meng Meimei's tone was contemptuous.

"It's not me, I'm not that boring."Tang Jiahui got herself to the point where she couldn't defend herself.

"boring? I think it's jealousy."Meng Meimei raised her voice.

"I am jealous of you. Everyone knows how you got these things. You have thought about it enough, but you are still jealous? There is nothing to be jealous of."Tang Jiahui responded directly without any concealment.

"Say it again, how good do you think you are, bitch?……"Meng Meimei was completely irritated. She went up and grabbed Tang Jiahui's hair and pulled it up.

The roommates quickly pulled them away. Tang Jiahui was so embarrassed that she had no choice but to escape out the door. The other girls all fell silent and watched quietly as Meng Meimei packed up her things and then slammed the door and left.

There had been discussions in the dormitory for a long time. Ever since she got her boyfriend, a nouveau riche man who was engaged in engineering, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She became more and more fond of beauty, wore heavy makeup, became arrogant and vengeful.

Tang Jiahui felt so innocent and wronged that she wanted to cry. A good day had been disrupted like this, but after thinking about it slowly, she felt that it was not worth shedding any tears. In short, it took a long time to calm down. It was already very late when I returned to the dormitory

"It's okay, don't argue with people like her."One of the roommates, Li Qinqin, said that Li Qinqin and Meng Meimei played better when they first started school, but gradually Meng Meimei became more and more distant from Li Qinqin.

"She is a bitch, so disgusting, no matter how she dresses up, dirt is dirt."Another roommate present scolded

"That’s it, what’s so great about it, just like a street girl"

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Those who remained silent at the time now began to uphold justice. Everyone could only discuss and vent their feelings behind their backs as they had countless times, but the language became more and more vicious. Tang Jiahui gave them a speechless look.

Meng Meimei lives in a suburban county. Her parents work in a paper factory. She has a younger sister. Her family background is average, but she loves beauty very much. At the beginning, I studied hard, and soon I got a boyfriend. After breaking up, I got a boyfriend outside of school, and they broke up again. Later, I met my current boss. Meng Meimei used to be able to mingle with her classmates, eating together and participating in activities. After entering the colorful world, she gradually disdained to participate in these, her life gradually separated from the campus, and she gradually drifted away from her classmates. Seeing these changes in the eyes of her classmates, they felt envious or jealous in their hearts, but they didn't show much kindness to her behind their backs.

People can often allow a stranger to prosper, but find it difficult to tolerate the rise of someone close to them, especially such a big change. Because there is a doubt in their hearts that cannot be answered. Since the rising person is so close to them, why is it not them? Jealous people often have a persecutory tendency that will only expand until a new equilibrium is found.

After that, Meng Meimei never returned to the dormitory. It is said that the boss boyfriend rented an apartment for her near the school. There are fewer and fewer opportunities for her classmates to see her. In the big class, she will find someone to help her call the roll call. Only in the small class will she be seen absentmindedly playing with her mobile phone until the bell rings.

Many girls in the school live outside, and Tang Jiahui rarely returns to the dormitory since then. After living with Daozhi for a period of time, Tang Jiahui felt that Daozhi was magnanimous and heroic in his bones, and there was always an air of freedom and ease in his body. Tang Jiahui increasingly believed that Daozhi was the person he expected in his dreams, and he was completely consistent, at least at this moment.

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"Children bring happiness to life, but they are also infinite sacrifices and the highest priority responsibility at all times. Do you think you are ready?"Daozhi is very clear about the significance of children to life. In view of a responsible consideration, Daozhi added:"I hope to have children after marriage in a few years so that the children can have a better family."

"I think you should have children at your age."Tang Jiahui

"Don’t worry about this. So do you think you are at the right age to have children now?"Daozhi

"I felt like I had the person I was supposed to have a baby with."Tang Jiahui stared at Daozhi

"where is your family? Do they think the same way?"Daozhi

"I don't care about them, I can decide my own affairs."Tang Jiahui

"In our culture, marriage has never been a matter of one person, but a matter of two families. The attitudes of both families are part of future family life and can even determine the success or failure of the marriage. How can we not consider it."Tao Zhi.

Although the man in front of him is not his own age, he is the most beautiful and charming man when he is. Maybe he has many things that he has not discovered yet, but for him, there is nothing to him at this moment. Picky, even if you know nothing about his past, you feel very comfortable being with him. This is the truest feeling in Tang Jiahui's heart at the moment

"Would you like to finish reading the book first? And then tell your family and think about these things after graduation?"Dao Zhi said meaningfully.

Having a child cannot be a temporary impulse. There are many things to think about. At least you must first understand it before you can give life to others. After all, Tang Jiahui is still a student, and her understanding of the world is relatively simple.. There is pure cuteness, and there is also pure childishness. She has not yet entered a society where cruel competition or even fighting each other for survival. Maybe after a while, she will find that she should not completely sacrifice the happiness that life should have to her children. Or at least it shouldn’t be so early. There are too many uncertainties in this era. Not everyone has the same understanding of what you think is right and true, and even if you have the same understanding, you may not necessarily agree to do it. , agreeing to do it may not necessarily lead to ideal results.

Tang Jiahui doesn't understand why Daozhi must wait until he graduates from college. Obviously she doesn't know enough about Daozhi. She doesn't know that Daozhi is actually a traditional person. For him For him, the family is for the next generation, not for himself. What he needs more is a mother of his children, not just a girlfriend or wife. From the current stage, Tang Jiahui is not suitable for the role of mother of his children. Anyway, Tang Jiahui I believe that Daozhi has his reasons, and they will not be selfish reasons.

They lie on the bed, quietly, each thinking about something, without asking each other, leaving each other space.

Until they want to continue. With the desire of love It is true love. Love can inspire desire, but desire cannot inspire much love. It will only make people care less about love. Once desire is satisfied, even looking at the other person is a burden. Desire needs to be based on love. , otherwise there would be no difference from any reptiles for the purpose of reproduction.

When it got dark, Tang Jiahui lay on Daozhi's shoulder. It turned out that this shoulder was so broad, and it was so comfortable to lie on it. After his heart calmed down, Tang Jiahui Question:"Have you ever loved anyone else in the past?"

"I must have experienced love at this age. If this is my first time with you, do you dare to be with me?"Daozhi.

This is the truth. Although Tang Jiahui wanted to know his past, her reason prevailed and she did not ask further questions in the end. She just felt that Daozhi was not someone who could be with others casually, and there must be a part in being together. Sincere emotions are like this for others, and they should be like this for yourself.

"《What is Shadow Morning Dance about?"Tang Jiahui thought of the novel mentioned before. The slightly contradictory name was mysterious and gave people a sense of fantasy.

"Some past events that remain in my mind"

"Is this your story?"

"It can only be said to be a true past event, a story that happened in the transcendent and real world outside reality."

"It sounds like it should look good."Tang Jiahui

"hope……"Tao.

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