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Xia Chuan's words made Katyusha feel extremely ridiculous.

This was beyond the scope of any course she had ever taken and was entirely without precedent.

Her mind raced. Anyway, there were still ten hours left. If she slowly made some insinuations, she would be able to find out what Xia Chuan relied on.

Even if he couldn't find it, it wouldn't be too late to take action until he was exhausted.

She smiled slightly, stretched out her lotus-like arms, and pulled back her long dark cloud-like hair, which inadvertently became messier, covering her forehead like the pale twilight covering the western sunset.

Among her courses, this is the most attractive to men.

Sure enough, Xia Chuan's eyes seemed to be brighter, but he couldn't see the naked desire of the substitute.

She turned her eyes and asked softly:

"Can I spend these ten hours however I want?"

Xia Chuan said with a smile: "You can get through whatever you want in this house. Just don't go out, there's someone guarding the door."

He didn't say what would happen if he jumped off the building. Katyusha no longer dared to jump.

Katyusha suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes, revealing two cute dimples, "Then I want you to hold me."

Surprisingly, Xia Chuan did not hesitate at all:

"of course can."

Then he took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and stretched out his hands to signal over.

Katyusha's lips parted slightly, and her heart beat a little faster. Wouldn't this be putting her neck in my noose?

She couldn't believe it. Xia Chuan didn't see any weapons on him, and he didn't even behave like he had been trained. Why was he so calm?

But she still crawled over with a smile on her face, sat in Xia Chuan's arms, and put her arms around his neck.

But Xia Chuan really hugged her seriously, using her most comfortable position to hold her in his arms. Wherever his hands touched, there were neither vital points nor vital points.

The most incredible thing for Katyusha was that Xia Chuan had no defense at all, just staring at her beautiful face, as if he was looking at a masterpiece, looking at the delicate brushwork of every detail, his eyes were full of appreciation and admiration, Love and pity.

Katyusha had a thought, he wouldn't really like me, would he?

Then why do you still say you want to kill me?

She felt that her thinking was thrown into chaos by Xia Chuan. Everything she said and did was wrong, and she was considered dead.

But she soon found a solution. She threw away all logic and said the most outrageous thing:

"Aren't you good at predicting? What do you think I will look like when I am 40 years old?"

Xia Chuan laughed and said happily: "So you understand me."

"Yes." Katyusha also became inexplicably happy.

"Okay, then let me tell you, the final destination of most women is to become vulgar."

"Ah?" Katyusha was shocked and surprised.

Xia Chuan's eyes seemed to be lost in memories, and he sighed leisurely:

“When I was a kid, I looked down on middle-aged women the most. I thought they were vulgar and hypocritical. The first thing I started talking about was that the price of eggs had gone up, that annoying relative was here again, and your new hair style is really nice, but in fact, it’s ugly as hell.

But after my father's accident, I realized how difficult it is to survive.

For the vast majority of women, when a person lives to the age of 40, who is not allowed to grovel a few times?No matter how high your spirit is, it cannot be higher than the harsh reality.No matter how hard your bones are, they will never be able to overcome the hardships of life.

Chinese writer Wang Xiaobo said that human life is a slow process of being hammered. The hammer comes and goes, and everyone becomes a common person.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old can be innocent and loved by others, and roll around coquettishly and be loved by others.

The little girl fell down and cried when someone was around, but no one got up again.

But when you are 40 years old and you fall down, someone will get up quickly, and no one will cry until you see it.

why?

When a child cries, others will feel sorry for you, help you, and give you candy.

When you fall down in middle age, those who love you will not be able to help you, and those who can help you will only laugh at you.

Therefore, middle-aged women are no longer romantic, and don’t talk nonsense about any difficulties and ups and downs. If you fall into a pit, just crawl out by yourself. When you are tired, cry secretly. After crying, set the alarm clock and continue climbing tomorrow.

The biggest difficulty for most 40-year-old women is that they have no one to rely on and must solve problems on their own.

So their catchphrase is 'very good'.

Did you sleep well last night?fine.

How is work?fine.

What about you two?fine.

Is it really good?Who knows.

It's just that it's useless for them to say 'no', and they still look useless.

So it is better to pretend that spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, making people envious and jealous, and satisfying a little vanity. Don't you know that the frost, ice and snow are hidden deep in your heart.

Therefore, when the vast majority of women reach the age of 40, they become vulgar. Their eyes have no passion, no desire, no longing, only calculation, and they are like dead fish.

I used to hate the ridicule, flattery, cowardice and vulgarity on other people's faces, but now they all appear on my own face, even worse.

You won't understand these things at your age.

The butcher's knife of life will kill your squeamishness, sharpness, arrogance, and dissatisfaction first, and then only the vulgarity will be left.

When a woman reaches the age of 30, she can still see some who are unruly, unruly, and stubborn, but by the time she reaches the age of 40, most of them have been managed by life and society to be submissive.

Once you accept it, it becomes vulgar.

In the final analysis, the vast majority of women do not have their own careers and do not have enough money to spend.

Those middle-aged women with prosperous careers and inexhaustible money will not be in crisis. They will only feel that the sky is dazzling and their lives are in their prime.

Therefore, women must have their own career.

This sounds simple to say, but in fact, for ordinary women, it is more difficult than reaching the sky.

Just like a duck has a duck's range of activities, an eagle has an eagle's life trajectory.If nothing else, the hardest working duck cannot fly as high as the least useful eagle.

In my opinion, you belong to the eagle, but it is a pity that you are not pursuing your own career.You live the life of a duck.Eat what others give you, but what do you do when they don’t?You can live only if others ask you to live, and you have to be stewed if others ask you to die.

Oh, fortunately, you won’t live to be 40 years old, so it’s unnecessary to think about these things.

From an emotional point of view, when a woman reaches the age of 40, she will always feel lonely, which is why she is destined to become vulgar.

You see, children are quite unsociable in appearance, not very polite, and don't know how to smile socially, but when they meet friends of similar age, they can instantly team up and play happily.

But by the age of 40, it's just the opposite.

It is particularly difficult for a 40-year-old woman to make friends. She is too defensive and cannot open her heart.

However, his eyes are very poisonous, and he can tell at a glance who has any scheming intentions. If he sees it, he should stay away. This is how friends become alienated.

New people can't come in, and old people are leaving again.

So in the end, I got to know more and more people, but not many friends were left.

Ultimately, it's because you don't have your own career.A powerful woman is like a lone eagle in the sky. Even without a partner, she still soars into the blue sky and stays away from vulgarity.

And you are emotionally a duck, inseparable from the feeding of others.

To sum it up, just one sentence: When you are 40 years old, you will be a vulgar aunt, more than [-] pounds fat, complaining about the sky and the air every day, growing old day by day while remembering your youth, until you die of depression. "

After Xia Chuan finished speaking, he realized that Katyusha had the urge to strangle himself, so he quickly added: "Fortunately, you are still young and can still be saved."

Katyusha stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Aren't you going to kill me tomorrow morning?"