Talk about someone with your mouth open.

I have a mouth, and we are inseparable.

But after getting along for a long time, the appearance is close.

I don't often quarrel with my mouth. After all, I only have one mouth, so it's not convenient to mix.

There was a conflict.

When I blurted out the wrong words, my mouth got angry. I don't think I can let him say such ridiculous things without thinking.

Occasionally, I don't like my mouth. I thought about it several times and for a long time. I sent it to him, but he didn't say anything, so he swallowed me hard.

However, although my mouth and I live together day and night, we are not close. Many differences are scattered in the corner of life, which makes us feel bad for each other. The external performance is that we sit there alone and feel depressed.

As a mouth, his most common skill is eating, which is easy to say when he is alone, but if other mouths are there, he will leave me in order to appear gregarious with other mouths.

My friend got married that day, and I took him to the wedding. Let him drink the other mouth. He has never drunk wine before, and I don't want him to drink it, but other mouths say it's a wedding banquet and he must drink it.

The other mouth "Dundun Dundun" drank a lot. While drinking, he advised my mouth to say, "Stop choking and drink."

I don't want to drink. Drinking is harmful to my health. Besides, I don't like drinking. Don't think that adding a happy word before drinking can tie me down. It is my principle not to drink outside.

That's what I think in my heart, and I hope my mouth can reach an agreement with me on the front.

Who knows that he has sent several glasses of wine to his stomach.

Later, when I questioned him, he gave me a simple reason. All the other mouths are drinking. I can't drink well without it.

Looking at his innocent appearance, my questioning continued.

"You know I'm allergic to seafood. Why did you eat shrimp last time? "

"Others peel off and send it. If you don't eat it, it will be melodramatic. "

"The last time I worked overtime, I was starving. Why don't you eat the snacks on the side? "

"Everyone is rushing to work, and I didn't concentrate on eating."

"I obviously lost my appetite yesterday. How did you swallow the takeout with garlic? "

"The boss ordered it. If you don't eat it, you will lose face."

"……"

Well, except for a little humbled, I am speechless. After all, he has a mouth. Besides eating, he can talk.

But some words are finished. He is happy, and I am bitter.

On that day, I sacrificed a wonderful weekend for his short refreshing.

Colleagues ask if you have anything on the weekend. If you have nothing, help her make a PPT.

I thought to myself, this question is really interesting. You can't do PPT even if you lie in the window and watch the sun go down on weekends. That's my break, that's your job.

I refused everywhere, but only one place agreed.

"Okay, no problem, anyway, the weekend is idle. We are all colleagues. " When I said this, I really regretted having a mouth.

As a result, at the weekend, I sat in front of the computer and gave him a big mouth, but he told me innocently that he had not learned to refuse and would practice hard in the future.

I found that I was upset and he seemed a little wronged.

My mouth can not only eat, but also talk. Shut up, even when I shouldn't.

Colleagues had a meeting together and said they had any suggestions.

Obviously, many colleagues have really gone too far in many things.

I want to bring it up, even if the problem can't be solved, at least let her realize it.

But my mouth is like glue. Although my palms are sweating, he still can't speak.

In addition, it was not easy for me to grow up as an old father and mother. Just say I love you or something.

Every time I send this line from my heart to my mouth, every time my mouth comes back intact.

Once, someone cut in line at the station. I am very angry. Why are there such incompetent people in full view?

However, all the mouths present were silent. Although I have been encouraging my mouth to say something, my mouth has been facing other mouths of his kind and said nothing.

To sum up, I feel that although my mouth belongs to me, the control is not entirely on me.

So a coward like me often thinks that anyone who can control his mouth at will must be great.