我想说

头一次去女友家，她父母对我不太满意，听了我在工地上班更加鄙视了，连茶水也不招呼了。无奈之下我只有亮出我的挖掘机证书，我能感觉到她父母瞬间紧张了，跟着问我：这证书莫非是…我轻声嗯了一下，接下来，准岳父拿出了珍藏了十年的茅台。
这贴吧的无常，注定要水的满身伤

这么可爱一定是个男孩子

为什么没发出来？

At dusk, street, a store.
Man, the man, the two men, one old a little, standing across the counter.
"Are you?"
"It's me."
"You have come."
"I'm coming."
"You shouldn't have come."
"I have to."
"You came after all."
"I came after all."
Silence, silence for a long time.
Two people like clay sculpture carvings, confrontation, the setting sun is askew.
"What are you doing to?"
The old man finally broke his silence.
"To play soy sauce."
Flat and agile, a word, without any hesitation.
Old man ponder to later on, slowly way: "how much a kilo?"
"A".
Still flat and agile, without hesitation.
The man's face has been changed, way: "you know I never sell one yuan a catty of soy sauce here."
"I want a dollar a kilo of soy sauce."
"Really?"
"Really!"
Sell soy sauce staring at the front of this man, he was very young, but his eyes, anyone will not forget, that the same quiet night, the depth of sea in general.
He knows that in front of young is no ordinary person, but he also knows that a dollar

只有每次斟字酌句给你发消息，努力让自己看起来更有趣，又要假装大惊小怪和不小心说点害羞的真心话时，我才想告诉你，我如此笨拙又无用地证明自己独一无二，值得你多珍惜。