Let a man succeed in "taking the bait" and take the initiative to "flirt" with you! !

(Source: Google) A girl came to my house the other day. Her mother has something to do with the sister of my mother's friend. She came to Shanghai and stayed at my house for one night. After dinner, we always chat. I asked another question: "Do you have a boyfriend?" Being stabbed to the core, the girl pear flower brought me two hours of rain.

To sum up, there is only one sentence: she likes introverted seniors. In the past three years, seniors have stayed away from each other.

A person trapped in love will remember every time he blinks his eyes and raises his eyebrows, and then break them to find out what special significance they have.

Because she lived in my house that day, I couldn't get up to see her off, so I made a cup of coffee with my eyes open and listened to her beautiful Korean love drama.

When I really fell asleep on the sofa, she finally talked about the continuous progress: my senior graduated this year and came to work in Shanghai. She made an excuse to come to Shanghai this time just to tell him. She has inquired about her senior's company address and plans to give her a surprise tomorrow.

I sat up straight in my dream, and my consciousness was a little blurred. I blurted out, "Don't go, you're still hurt."

When I came by train to confess to the male god, the little girl didn't know how much gas she gave herself. I was shocked. She collapsed on the sofa and curled up into a ball.

I was completely awake, stood up and lit a stream of water.

It's past midnight, and the room is quiet enough to hear the sound of jasmine falling on the window.

The girl is only 2 1 year old. Under the warm palace lantern, her young face shines like a pearl, her black eyes are fluffy and deep, and a lock of black hair floats in front of her face. She looked down and said, "But, Sister Lu Lu badminton, you don't know how much I love her."

I nodded and murmured, "How could I not know?"

(Source: j.news) My life began with an unsuccessful first love.

I have been looking up at the back of the male gods in several grades in the school for many years, but I didn't expect any intersection. After he left school, he met me by chance, and he actually knew my name and my grade.

In fact, although the male god is handsome, he is not stupid and has no amnesia. There are 300 girls who can name names in school, not 500, especially those I can easily remember?

But a girl in love has a negative IQ. From then on, he came into my real life.

On the birthday of the male god, I bought a beautiful book, wrote an article to express my confession, and gave a literary name "/kloc-The rainy season at the age of 0/6 is gone forever".

At that time, the days passed slowly, and there was no WeChat, no email and no mobile phone. Before the book was given to him, we made an appointment, and he came to pick me up for evening self-study the next day.

After the evening self-study, the students all dispersed. I stood alone at the bus stop and waited.

Looking up, the leaves of the French phoenix tree are slowly shaking under the warm street lights, which is a hazy warmth. My hands are cold, my face is hot, and my heart is uneasy.

I don't know whether he will come again. Even if he comes, is it just to say goodbye to me?

When we care too much about the result, waiting becomes a kind of beauty.

At least while waiting, I can say, "It is still possible to succeed."

He finally came, sweating and panting. Ran in front of me and suddenly stopped. We looked at each other. I blushed, and before I looked down, my smile filled my eyes.

We passed two bus stops together in the evening breeze in early autumn. The moment I got on the bus, he handed me the book and said, "You should practice your handwriting."

I opened the book on the dark bus and saw that he wrote a lot of words at the back of my article, but I couldn't see clearly what he wrote.

I can only wait for the bus to arrive at the station and turn on the light for a while, so that I can read quickly. If you can't finish it, you have to wait for the next stop. That sense of urgency, like a mighty heavy rain, makes me suffocate happily.

If this is the beginning, it is always too good to be true.

From this day on, we began to associate. He lives in one corner of the city and works in another corner. We can meet once a week. He came to pick me up early from work for evening study.

In the days when we can't meet, the diary becomes a witness. I wrote to him and he wrote to me. Although I write more and he writes less, he always writes down some emotions.

If this is a relationship, the process is as simple as crystal clear.

A few months later, we had a little argument about another girl who had a crush on him for a long time. He explained: "I know her, but there is no intersection." But I don't believe it. Because I am uneasy, I am jealous, I feel inferior, and I am anxious.

When we met for the second time, he gave me the book that was almost full and made me promise to read it when I got home. I got off the bus and ran home. I jumped upstairs out of breath and turned to the last page he had written. I only remember the last sentence: "At the beginning of the game, I just drew a' play' between two paper balls."

I read this sentence several times before I understood what he meant. In fact, before the story began, I already understood the ending, but I just didn't want to understand it.

If this is a story, the ending is so sad that it will collapse at the touch of a button.

(Source: j.news) In the next few years, we still have sporadic contact.

The last time I saw him was when I went to France and returned to China for my holiday. At that time, he was lovelorn and the girl he loved didn't want him. He was heartbroken and just wanted to jump into the sea.

One summer night, we took a walk by the sea in Qingdao. He took me to their usual restaurant, sat in their usual place, ordered their usual dishes and talked about their past.

I looked at him as if I had seen myself in the past.

It turns out that he has never liked me in his life, let alone talked about love. Maybe he never won the word "play" at all. There is such sincere love in front of you, why not try it?

At his place, I just had a chance to become a regular worker. I'm just a spare tire to be checked. All my efforts are nothing to him.

This is the first and last confession in my life.

I was black and blue, and I saw a truth that no one told me:

Love is not hard work, but faithful wife. I'm afraid the clouds will clear, the moon will go home early, wash and sleep, and it will be dawn.

(Source: j.news) We live in an era of leftover women, and people often carry out the old saying: men chase women across the mountain; A woman chasing a man is separated by a piece of paper. Take the initiative to strive for happiness, and don't leave a blank in youth.

It seems that if a woman doesn't take the initiative, she will become independent and miss the opportunity.

But what exactly is "catching up"?

Catch up = fall in love, women think so.

Chase = occupy, men all think so.

Conclusion: Women chasing men ≠ men chasing women.

Love is a chemical reaction.

Part of scientific research is that when you fall in love with someone, the brain will produce a substance called dopamine, which will make us feel happy. This feeling is so good that we can't help but hope to live in the clouds forever and ever.

The part that science hasn't figured out is, why do we fall in love with this person instead of that person? Why fall in love with this person at this time and can't fall in love with the same person another day?

There are so many factors that can be influenced that no one can control them.

"Love at first sight, lifelong nostalgia for Yang Guo", such a clear and strong feeling, in reality, the probability of occurrence is still relatively small.

Do most couples who are together remember their first time? See, at first glance, whether you are in love or not, you will feel that this person is a little different. Maybe it's unrequited love, maybe it's hate, maybe it's fear, maybe it's not clear what it is at all, just a little different.

Then they get together with their own ulterior motives, vaguely testing their minds and guessing that it may be the most beautiful and good time in love. Literature and art are like Daiyu Baoyu, who has not finished writing eighty times.

If love is so beautiful, how can it be interesting?

If love is so safe, it is not beautiful.

What if one person falls in love with another person first?

(Source: j.news) Men and women have different purposes, different structures, different uses and different logics.

In love, who doesn't know your mind except that you can't see your humble face?

People who keep their distance for a long time are not what he needs? Considering the time, it is not that he is testing you, nor that he doesn't look at you at all, but that you have never entered his heart.

It is true that there are men in this world who really like you, but are ashamed to wait until you confess. However, I don't believe that in the future life, in the face of all kinds of fierce disturbances and disputes in life, a man without any initiative and aggression can bravely undertake and actively respond to it and become a good husband.

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In fact, love is not a lasting earth-boring machine. As long as you bow your head and work hard, there will be an expected ending.

If you fall in love with a male god who can't wave his hand, don't show your loyalty in a hurry. After staying loyal, let him show it

When you fall in love with an unreachable male god, the first step is to know yourself and your habits, and then think about how to flirt.

Chinese is really exquisite. I have always felt that "Liao" is more appropriate than "chasing".

Chasing is a sport with developed limbs. One runs hard, the other is desperate, desperate, vicious and simple.

Teasing is a psychological skill, from left to right and from east to west. If there is anything, if there is nothing, I want to talk about it.

Words are spoken sentence by sentence, but there are contents without handles, and they are hooked with hooks.

"Liao" is a skill similar to learning to ride a bicycle. Once you learn it, you can still cope even if you are not familiar with it for a long time.

That's the reason. I broke it, broke it. I'm thirsty. Let me make myself clear. Don't expect me, a middle-aged woman who has been married for years, to share any secrets. If you really don't know how to flirt, please go to your mother's house to see Wang. The technique and the number of paragraphs can be called a must, which has been unparalleled for a hundred years.

Love is not a one-man show. If you love someone again, you can't go forward wholeheartedly.

All tangled love is not so much falling in love with that man as falling in love with yourself.

Just like Hitch taught in the most classic movie "Public Enemy of the Whole People": when kissing, you must never jump on the whole person. Set up the scene and environment, and stop when you stretch your head halfway and wait for the other person to respond.

Wash clothes, cook, clean the room, and swear to God, "I am your man". This is the work of wives. As long as you get it, you have a lifetime.

There are two words written on a man's numerology: "capture". What is easy to get is definitely not worth cherishing.

Playing hard to get, a sly rabbit has three caves.

If a man wants to flirt, don't confess. This is a serious technical problem, which has nothing to do with women's independence, dignity and women's rights.

If you don't want to confess, please leave without taking a cloud. You can't win love, at least you have dignity. Besides, it's best to find a snowy day. When you walk towards that boundless figure, you can always leave a string of footprints for him to chase. If you think this article is good, share it and let more people know!

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