A girl who choked on cheesecake

Once upon a time, there was a girl whose family was poor, but she had a mother who loved her very much. Her mother always brings her a lot of steamed buns and steamed buns. Although there is no soybean milk, she can only be served with water, but she eats very full and full of dough every meal. There is a western-style cake baking shop next to the little girl's house. As long as she can remember, the smell of cake wafted almost every day. Every time she smells it, her stomach begins to secrete gastric acid. When she grew up, she cried and asked her mother to take her to the cake shop. Mom said in her ear, when mom gets rich, I'll buy you a lot of cakes, okay?

Later, when she grew up, she could hold her mother's hand and jump. When she passed the window, she couldn't help but stop, put her hands on the window, put her nose and forehead on the glass, and made a big red face. The triangular square embryo on the cake tray is coated with red strawberry jam, and the golden cheese and red chocolate shine charming in the dim light. Watching, they all seemed to jump for joy and dance to the waltz in the shop. The girl's pure black eyes reflect a colorful world completely different from the bun in her stomach. Tears of longing flooded her eyes.

One day, she finally grew up and came to this window. She no longer put her face and nose on the glass as she did when she was a child, but gently put her hands on it, but the desire in her pure black eyes did not change. On this day, the store is holding a promotion, and many beautiful desserts and cakes are tried for free, attracting many people. And she is going to stand silently outside the window, because she just swallowed a bun in her stomach, so she is not hungry.

A young shop assistant found her, and she came out to welcome the little girl in for a taste. She can't resist, although she is not hungry at all, but the fresh and beautiful temptation, because she has never been able to get it, she wants to have it. It was this constant desire that forced her to grow up quickly. Finally, she couldn't resist it, even though she knew she was not hungry, she was full and she couldn't eat. But she went in anyway. The dazzling array includes cheese, Mu Si, cream, chocolate and fruit. Layers of milky cream are sprinkled with a layer of rock sugar powder. With the waltz in the shop, they danced in front of her again.

It's beautiful. I want it so badly.

She has some money. She feels strong enough to undertake many things and solve many problems. Similarly, she deserves what she longs for. More importantly, she couldn't resist the oncoming invitation. The colorful world she has been longing for is welcoming her with both hands. How could she refuse?

It's not just steamed bread that rolls around in the belly, but also stomach acid that is constantly tortured by desire.

She asked for the most expensive piece of cheesecake, the thickest and most delicate cream cheese, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then I choked to death.

I asked her where she heard the story. It's so inexplicable. She said she thought of this when she was in love. Should I not think of those love stories with pink bubbles when I say that I am in love? She shook her head.

No, when I fall in love, I don't think about love stories with pink bubbles, but more about Korean life soap operas 100 episodes that I chased with my mother.

I smiled irrevocably. I hadn't been in love at that time, and I didn't know that running a relationship was not just a question of how much love I had. In a relationship, you often need these brief and infighting life experiences of parents who have talked for more than 100 episodes, and even those bloody scenes like wife's revenge, in order to give you some profound vigilance and practical methods. Because of life, you can always have unexpected dog blood plots.

I said, whose innuendo is this girl who choked on cheesecake?

Agu said, maybe everyone is facing desire, facing what they want and love. Without thinking and wisdom, I just want to have it quickly and go straight for it. When I got it, I saw how bitter and ugly I was tortured by desire. Me too.

When I first met Gu, I asked her why she was called by this name. She said that she thought she was a very vulgar person, and everything was vulgar. There is a word "Gu" in the popular word, so let's call it Gu.

"Now many people don't like this common word. Everyone wants to be elegant. Why don't I? It's a pity that he is a layman at heart and can't be noble and beautiful in the world population. There are more people around him than those who have studied, more places they have been to and more people who have received higher education. However, I have few places to study and my education is not high. My life experience is nothing exciting. When I put up the banner of laity, no one will be willing to compare with me. I also have time to be a layman. If I think so, I will feel better psychologically, hehe.

Actually, it's not that I didn't study. She has stories, too. However, I always remember her words: "If you want to be an elegant person, you must first admit that you are vulgar."