The Great Sage Marries

My love life is divided into two parts. The first part is pure campus love, and the second part is spent getting married in a hurry in constant blind date. The second part of the feelings, quite like the bridge of Master Xing's Marriage of the Great Sage, is full of twists and turns.

? My family has been worried about my marriage and arranged many blind dates for me. At that time, I was still young, and I was curious and resistant to the blind date introduced by my parents. Out of respect for my parents, no matter what my mood is, I will attend every blind date as promised. When you meet interesting people with similar personalities, you will chat with others, and when you meet inappropriate people, you will say goodbye without hurting others' feelings. Three of them impressed me the most. There is a beautiful girl who is a photographer, and her brow is full of confidence and sunshine. I was fascinated by her beauty as soon as we met. We chatted and got to know each other several times, and then established a love relationship. Unfortunately, the world is so small. Once I posted photos in a circle of friends, a friend told me that this girl was still dating someone else during the period of talking with me, that's all. Later, I met my classmates on blind date and chatted for a long time. In fact, because I live in a community, I often meet each other and always go out shopping to buy clothes. Unconsciously, there is a certain dependence between the two single couples. With the help of family and friends, we want to try it. I vaguely found that the long-term relationship has made her have me in her heart, and I also rely on her, but I don't love her. This reason is enough to make me refuse this relationship. Later, I met the girl I missed so much in high school. White as snow is the most appropriate metaphor for her. I haven't given up pursuing her since high school. She is a beautiful and aloof girl who has been ruthlessly rejected many times. After working for a long time, I may find that among many suitors, I am not the best, but the most suitable. I found a matchmaker and contacted my parents. At that time, I just had my present wife. But I still couldn't resist the girl who refused to meet me many times. During the dinner, we talked a lot, implying that I could fall in love. But I still abruptly turned this blind date into an old classmate to catch up, because at this time, I found that she was the best of all the girls I met, but she was not the best for me. Perhaps in repeated rejections, love is exhausted.

? Looking back on that blind date, it is like the protagonist "Supreme Treasure" in the wedding of the Great Sage. I failed those who loved me, those who didn't love me paid by mistake, and those I loved missed it.