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Have you ever witnessed other people's privacy?

This is what I experienced personally, and it is still fresh in my memory and unforgettable.

It was a hot summer, just in time for summer vacation. One day at noon, I went fishing by the river with a little friend. That river is still quite far from our home, and it takes more than 20 minutes to walk. There are no houses by the river, only dry land, farmland and Woods.

After a while, we finally reached the river. The river is quiet and there is no one there. Because we are sweating like a pig, we want to find a good fishing spot where we can watch the fishing rod and enjoy the cool.

Soon we found our favorite fishing spot and sat down. After about 10 minutes, I suddenly heard the sound of running water not far away. I immediately got up and took a look. I froze when I got up in the direction of the underwater sound. In front of me is a fair-skinned and tall young beauty who is taking a bath by the river. My partner saw me in a daze in the distance, and stood up with me. Suddenly, I immediately reacted, turned around and pulled him down and said to him, "It's an old man who fights pesticides." And kept looking for a topic to divert his attention until the young woman left. I did it because I didn't want him to see it, and because I was afraid to disturb this beautiful young woman.

Now that I think about it, it is really an unforgettable experience with endless aftertaste.

I did witness the privacy of a roommate. At that time, I was young and inexperienced, and I almost died of shame and embarrassment.

At that time, I was 19 years old and just started working. My work unit is far from home, and commuting is very time-consuming. There is a middle school near my work unit, and my uncle is the leader of this school, so I found a room in the school to stay temporarily. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of being alone My uncle found a roommate to live with me. My roommate's sister is also a school teacher. We became roommates by virtue of this relationship.

She is older than me. Many years have passed. I vaguely remember that she was 24 years old and worked in an enterprise. She is not tall or beautiful, but she is not ugly.

After we checked in for more than a week, that day, she came back very late, so I slept alone. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by Cleisthenes's voice, and I knew she was back.

We only have one bedroom, and we share a big double bed. The moonlight in the middle of the night is very bright, and we can see everything through the curtains.

The sound is endless, and I open my eyes curiously. Oh, my God! Ugly, it turned out that she brought back a man who was in the same bed with me, and they were kissing passionately.

I was suddenly sleepy, shy and embarrassed. I don't know what to do. The most important thing is anger. How could she be so rude and bring it to my bed? I'm still here, contempt and disgust to the limit, but dare not attack.

I have been a good girl since I was a child. At that time, I was still young and thought that love should be as pure and romantic as in idol dramas. I have never witnessed such a situation with my own eyes. I'm embarrassed, and I'm afraid they will be embarrassed. I dare not pretend to be asleep.

Later, I was so angry that I couldn't hold back. I pretended to be awake, whispered and turned over. They finally stopped. They lay there, talking about the future.

I went, but I didn't mean to leave. I finally got up until dawn. I didn't talk to her with a long face. When my roommate saw that I was angry, he was embarrassed to explain to me: I played late with my boyfriend yesterday, so I came back together and thought you were asleep.

I didn't know how to answer her. Her boyfriend was there, and I didn't say anything.

Then I moved back home, and my family was very angry. Your uncle was kind enough to find you a house. How could you just move out? I can't tell my family the specific reasons, so I can only move back silently.

Very dramatic. After many years, my daughter needed a lot of school supplies to start school, so she took her to a large local wholesale market to buy them.

Walking into the market, my daughter suddenly said, Mom, look at my classmates in this shop. Let's go say hello. I was surprised when my daughter and I walked in. The shopkeeper is the boyfriend of his former roommate, both of whom are adults. We greet each other after the embarrassment. It turned out that the two daughters were good friends in the same class, and then we saw that the busy wife was not a roommate, only to understand that they were not together in the end.

I hate my roommate very much, but I haven't seen her since then, and I haven't contacted her, but I have met her boyfriend, because the children have met again, and later parents will often see her, but they all tacitly don't mention the past.

This is the most embarrassing thing I have ever remembered. I passively pry into other people's privacy and never tell anyone about it. Seeing this problem today, I finally wrote it down in words, feeling relieved.

When repairing computers for others in universities, we often see things we shouldn't see, so we can't press the table. After all, we are serious people.

What surprised me most was that one of the female students had a class schedule and a part-time schedule on her desk, and the time was densely arranged.

This female classmate doesn't know much about computers either. She said the computer was slow, and she just wanted me to help. I looked at it, mainly because of the hard disk. Just change a solid-state hard disk, and the computer performance is basically passable.

When I backed up her content, I found a photo on the desktop. It looked like a curriculum, but it was much denser than ours. Because our course is more than 20 classes, her course is intensive, certainly not just 40 classes.

Later, when I opened it, it turned out to be a curriculum+part-time table. She teaches junior high school students at school to earn her living expenses. She told me that the family environment is not very good and I need to work to earn tuition and living expenses. In addition to teaching junior high school students after class, she will also go to a fast food restaurant as a clerk on weekends or holidays to get some living expenses.

We don't need to master programming in our major, but she said that she thought programming would be useful, so she used her spare time to learn programming.

To tell the truth, I, a boy who only knows how to play computer or basketball all day, was immediately ashamed.

Finally, her postgraduate entrance examination was the first in our major and she went to Wuhan University. I hope she has a bright future, and God will take care of those who work hard.

I was in my twenties when I entered the factory in the early 1990s. The traffic was the same at that time, so I had to go home on holiday. I usually stay at home and read books after work. At that time, there was no cell phone and TV in the single dormitory.

One night, I was still awake in bed and was awakened by the sound next door. It was a man and a woman, although the voice was very low, but at that time, the company built a Xiaoqing tile house with a red brick wall, which was not soundproof at all, and even the fart next door could hear the sound. Plus, I was awakened by a shallow sleep, and I was not sleepy at all. I think what they said is the same as what they said at my bedside. Because there is only one wall in the middle, the beds should all be single beds placed along the wall, which is issued by the company. And I was woken up, but I didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear that others would know that someone had eavesdropped on their wall (secret).

It was fine at first, but later, for some reason, two men made a flat bump against the wall next door, and the woman yelled at them depressed and angry. Where's mom? What about you? You are absolutely right ...)? Ann? Is this how you treat my Ann? Ask the man's name. I believe that if there is someone in his dormitory, like me who lives behind his dormitory, he will certainly hear clearly. I know the man who lives in my back-to-back dormitory. He is handsome, but I didn't know the woman at that time. I only remember that the woman's name that night was said by herself. Anyway, I hated that man after that night, and then I was transferred to their department to work together. He was my teacher for a while, and he was very impressed with me. I, hehe, I hate him, but only I know the reason and didn't say it, so I kept it in my heart.

Coincidentally, a few years later, my husband's classmate was also my classmate. After marrying that woman, the relationship between husband and wife is quite good, and our family often eats together. Alas, sometimes knowing more secrets is not necessarily a good thing. .......

When I was young, I accidentally learned many company secrets. Let's talk about it later. It's all wonderful!

1in the early autumn of 992, I went to work in shifts before I was 18 years old. After work in the afternoon, outside the unit bathhouse, workshop clerk, female, married, older than me 10 years old. Coming out of the bathhouse, I wore a white short-sleeved shirt, a floral skirt and a small plastic basin with shampoo and soap in my left hand. Carry a bucket in your right hand, which contains half a bucket of washed clothes. I also went to the bathhouse to take a shower after work, and she and I came face to face. It was a cloudy day and the seasons were changing. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over. Embarrassed that her skirt was suddenly blown over, the spring was so big that I was close at hand. I had a panoramic view of her, but she seemed to be stunned and her hands could not be used. She just squatted for a few seconds to avoid being seen and her face turned red. To tell the truth, I was not in a hurry to go there, and I don't know why I just stood there until she got up and left again. I have never told anyone about it. Less than ten years later, I got married, the factory was unprofitable, on the verge of bankruptcy, and my eldest sister was going to be laid off. I met again by chance and talked about that embarrassing thing. She said I was honest and reliable and never told anyone about it. She also told me that, generally speaking, female employees take a bath in the unit on a hot day, and rarely wear underwear or bras, but wear them back to the women's locker room.

/kloc-in the summer of 0/5, our company has a dormitory. But not many people lived there, just two girls, about 25 or 26 years old at that time. On that day, all departments of the company were off work and the employees left, so I locked the door first. This kind of door is the kind that can be locked outside and opened inside. On the way, I found a document still on my desk and forgot to bring it back, so I immediately returned to the company. I usually do things carefully, speak softly and move lightly, so I won't open the door loudly when I come back. As soon as I entered the company, I went straight to the office. When I arrived at the door, I found a female voice from a Japanese love action movie in the office! ! ! This shocked me. I thought I heard voices. The hand on the doorknob stopped unconsciously, and the whole company only had that sound in an instant. I dare not make any noise, but I have absolutely no habit of eavesdropping and peeping. In order to avoid embarrassment, I had to give up the file and leave quietly. I am not calm on the road. The only people who have seen that film are those two girls. At that time, only my office had wireless Internet access, and they often came to the office to surf the Internet. At that time, I found that girls in our university would watch action movies together like boys! It's still fresh in my memory, and I want to ask where their website is. I wonder if I can share it.

I once shared a room with a girl. One night, she came back very late, about 5 am, drunk and sent back by a boy. Because I keep hearing her say let the boys go, my roommate will wake up soon. The boy refused, and I couldn't wake up in this embarrassing situation. I heard the sound of them kissing in the dark.

Later that boy took my roommate to the toilet to sober up. After a while, I didn't hear anything, for fear that she would be dragged out by that boy to check in. I turned on the light quickly, and no one answered her phone, so I opened the door and took a look. Seeing that the toilet light was still on, I went to see the toilet door, and because there was no movement, I opened it. Fortunately, I saw her lying in the toilet. I wonder if she is talking nonsense. She kept asking me to call 120, and I was hesitant at first. Later, it was not the same thing to see her sleeping in the toilet all the time. The ground was full of water and dirty. Besides, I couldn't get her up, so I had to call 120 and ask the hospital to pick her up.

I didn't mean to see her privacy with that boy. She kept asking me if I thought she was great. I told her that I would wake up as soon as you came back. She felt that she had made a fool of herself, so I told her that I was completely worried about you, afraid of what that boy would do to a girl. I didn't think about anything else, and I don't remember it now.

The scent of lilac trees

Five days ago, the creator of the emotional field

I did witness the privacy of a roommate. At that time, I was young and inexperienced, and I almost died of shame and embarrassment.

At that time, I was 19 years old and just started working. My work unit is far from home, and commuting is very time-consuming. There is a middle school near my work unit, and my uncle is the leader of this school, so I found a room in the school to stay temporarily. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of being alone My uncle found a roommate to live with me. My roommate's sister is also a school teacher. We became roommates by virtue of this relationship.

She is older than me. Many years have passed. I vaguely remember that she was 24 years old and worked in an enterprise. She is not tall or beautiful, but she is not ugly.

After we checked in for more than a week, that day, she came back very late, so I slept alone. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by Cleisthenes's voice, and I knew she was back.

We only have one bedroom, and we share a big double bed. The moonlight in the middle of the night is very bright, and we can see everything through the curtains.

The sound is endless, and I open my eyes curiously. Oh, my God! Ugly, it turned out that she brought back a man who was in the same bed with me, and they were kissing passionately.

I was suddenly sleepy, shy and embarrassed. I don't know what to do. The most important thing is anger. How could she be so rude and bring it to my bed? I'm still here, contempt and disgust to the limit, but dare not attack.

I have been a good girl since I was a child. At that time, I was still young and thought that love should be as pure and romantic as in idol dramas. I have never witnessed such a situation with my own eyes. I'm embarrassed, and I'm afraid they will be embarrassed. I dare not pretend to be asleep.

Later, I was so angry that I couldn't hold back. I pretended to be awake, whispered and turned over. They finally stopped. They lay there, talking about the future.

I went, but I didn't mean to leave. I finally got up until dawn. I didn't talk to her with a long face. When my roommate saw that I was angry, he was embarrassed to explain to me: I played late with my boyfriend yesterday, so I came back together and thought you were asleep.

I didn't know how to answer her. Her boyfriend was there, and I didn't say anything.

Then I moved back home, and my family was very angry. Your uncle was kind enough to find you a house. How could you just move out? I can't tell my family the specific reasons, so I can only move back silently.

Very dramatic. After many years, my daughter needed a lot of school supplies to start school, so she took her to a large local wholesale market to buy them.

Walking into the market, my daughter suddenly said, Mom, look at my classmates in this shop. Let's go say hello. I was surprised when my daughter and I walked in. The shopkeeper is the boyfriend of his former roommate, both of whom are adults. We greet each other after the embarrassment. It turned out that the two daughters were good friends in the same class, and then we saw that the busy wife was not a roommate, only to understand that they were not together in the end.

I hate my roommate very much, but I haven't seen her since then, and I haven't contacted her, but I have met her boyfriend, because the children have met again, and later parents will often see her, but they all tacitly don't mention the past.

This is the most embarrassing thing I have ever remembered. I passively pry into other people's privacy and never tell anyone about it. Seeing this problem today, I finally wrote it down in words, feeling relieved.

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That was my first job just graduated, working as a clerk in a branch of a state-owned construction company. Because it is a newly established branch, it is mainly responsible for the management of a newly delivered community, so the office is located in an empty room in the office building. Managers, directors and treasurers have separate offices, while other departments work in the living room.

At that time, the manager of the branch was a man of about 40 years old. He was not tall, but he spoke humorously. It is said that he is a very feminine type. At that time, the director of our office was a fat sister ten years older than us. She is the only daughter of the new chairman.

At that time, when we entered the company, the whole group company was in the stage when events were coming. It is said that the former chairman took a large sum of money from the company and was put on file by the government for extradition from a foreign country. Later, the chairman can be said to be in danger. Therefore, his daughter is still respected by everyone in the company.

When I just graduated, I didn't know anything about these things in the company, but I was usually very diligent. I went to work early every day and took the initiative to clean, clean the table and boil water, so the director of this office liked me very much.

At that time, in order to prevent emergencies at night, the company arranged night duty. In fact, it is to support two camp beds in the office and sleep in the company at night, in pairs. Because there are not many female employees, I have been on duty with the director.

Every time it's my turn to be on duty with the director, she will take me out to eat delicious food, buy me popcorn, rent some comedy discs, that's when I watch Stephen Chow movies, and teach me to practice Wu Bi fonts with the computer. At that time, I thought the director was simply too kind to me.

However, every time I am on duty, there is a particularly strange phenomenon, that is, I always can't see the director when I wake up. She usually comes back early in the morning. She always tells me that no matter who asks me if she is in the evening, she must say yes. She said that she couldn't get used to sleeping in this small bed and went back to her home to sleep. I naturally believed it at that time and wouldn't talk nonsense.

One day at noon, it was very hot. I went out to eat with my colleagues. The director said that when I came back, I would bring her a favorite duck blood vermicelli soup. After dinner, my colleagues went to the supermarket, and I came back with my own vermicelli soup. Most people went home because of their lunch break. We, the new employees who live in the dormitory, make do at our desks at noon.

I went to the director's office with duck blood vermicelli soup, but her door was open and I saw something I shouldn't have seen. She and our manager, two people, were held by the manager in his lap, hugged each other and sat in the office chair kissing. I don't know if they found me. At that time, my first reaction was to turn around and leave, secretly put the food on the table outside, gently close the door and go downstairs to play in the security room.

When I went to work in the afternoon, there was nothing to eat on the table. She specially called me over and asked me why I didn't call her when I brought dinner back at noon. Did you see anything? I made up a lie that when I came back, I suddenly had a terrible stomachache and went downstairs to the toilet before I could take her to the office. Now I have to admire the wit at that time.

We tacitly never mentioned it again. Once again, when we were on the night shift together, she took the initiative to tell me about her, saying that the manager was an old subordinate of her father, and she had liked the manager since she was a teenager. Her father doesn't like the manager's rural background. He is short and ten years older than her. He is a clown who manages the project, so he doesn't agree.

Her father has always wanted him to find a boyfriend who is tall, works in the system and has a decent family. This time, she set up a new branch, and it was through her constant efforts that she transferred the manager. She said they were in love, and she knew that many people in the company gossiped behind their backs, but she didn't care.

In fact, the manager was married at that time, with a child of several years old, and the director also had a boyfriend in Nanjing at that time, who was big and burly and said to be in business. But no matter how young I am, I know I can't talk nonsense.

The director repeatedly told me not to say anything if someone asked. I said I didn't know anything. What should I say?

Sure enough, a few days later, the director went to Shenzhen for a business trip. Her mother, the wife of our chairman, came to the office with a big box of peanut cakes made by herself, saying that she had nothing to do and made a lot of peanut cakes for us little girls to taste. We are flattered.

Then everyone was called to the room alone for questioning, including me. What I asked was whether the director usually runs around at work, especially when he is on duty at night. Of course I said yes, and my aunt took a long breath and left.

Not long after that, the director and her boyfriend held a grand wedding in Nanjing. As the team directly managed by her, we were lucky enough to sit in the row closest to the stage. Now that I think about it, I probably want the manager to watch her get married. ) When the couple starts toasting, our manager will send us a blessing together.

At that time, I was still puzzled, and I looked at their expressions specially, as if I didn't see anything wrong. Later, the manager was transferred and the director became our manager.

Not long after, the company declared bankruptcy liquidation. Those of us who have just entered the company have no feeling about the company, so we have found another job. Since then, we haven't contacted the director. We didn't have cell phones at that time. After a long time, we met our former colleague and said that she was divorced.

Many years later, I still remember the appearance of that fat sister. In fact, she is really a real person, who dares to love and hate. I wonder what her life will be like after that. Have you ever regretted loving such a man?

Yes! That was more than 20 years ago. In the third grade of primary school, the head teacher was a beautiful and gentle little sister. I still remember her big watery eyes and long silky black hair. She looks a bit like lss. Let's call her Sister Hong here. Sister Hong teaches us Chinese. At that time, our local teachers could punish students at will, and it was nothing to be hit on the head with chalk or punished in class. It is common to slap a student who is not paying attention in class, bump a student's head against the wall, or bump two students' heads against each other. They like to beat our palms or bottoms with rattan made of palm branches.

Unlike other teachers, Sister Hong never punishes her students. The best she can say is: Don't do this next time and study hard. We all like her.

But Dongzi, a math teacher, especially likes to find excuses to teach us in class. Speaking of it, this Dong Zi is still a distant cousin of mine, but she hates me for some reason, just as I hate her. When she is free, she calls me to the podium and slaps me in the face or slaps my palm with a cane. I roll my eyes every time I see her during Chinese New Year. It's too dark.

The privacy I want to talk about is related to Hong Jie and Dong Zi, and also involves another male teacher, Xiao Chen. Xin Chen Jr. was transferred to our school to teach science. His handsome sunshine attracted the attention of unmarried female teachers at that time. At that time, she was also trying to catch up with Chen, but she was plain, and a big mole in the middle of her forehead made her look a little ferocious. Xiao Chen doesn't dump her very much, but she likes Hong Jie very much. Dong Zi was so angry that his face was crooked. Behind the school, he began to spread some bad rumors about Gong. Even our students heard them, saying that Gong was working outside, and there were illegitimate children, and they spread them through their noses and eyes. Dong Zi became Xiao Chen's girlfriend.

One day, I sneaked into the teacher's office during the lunch break of the whole school at noon, trying to hand in my newly-supplemented exercise book when people were not looking. As a result, I just arrived at the door of the office and heard someone talking inside. It's Sister Hong and Teacher Chen. Xiao Chen's voice was a little excited: I don't like that ugly guy at all. I like you. Sister Hong's voice was cold: But you believed those rumors and were still with her. What is there to say now?

Then something happened that made me afraid to watch. Xiao Chen suddenly embraced Hong Jie, and then began to kiss her regardless of Hong Jie's struggle. This is the first time I have seen someone hit Kiss. My whole face was flushed with shame. Before I could react, Sister Hong broke free, pushed open the door and ran out. I wonder if she saw me.

Why is this privacy? Because this Chen Yizhi was dating what he called "ugly" and later married him. Now his son and daughter can play soy sauce. MD, men are so hypocritical. Poor my red sister resigned soon and never saw her again.