"If you ask you to go out to accompany me, you will stay in your room, either drawing this model or messing with that figure. Are you mentally a problem or something? I am a living person, and you don't have contact with so many customers who can give you money outside. You will be confused with these messes on weekends!!" The woman with curly hair said angrily.

"This is... this is what I have wanted to buy for many years. Sorry, just this time, I will work more overtime next month and buy you the bag you like. Is it OK?" The man pushed his glasses and whispered.

"Working overtime, overtime, you know how to work overtime all day long. Why can't you use your brain to think about how to get promoted and raise your salary? Do you want me to suffer for the rest of your life with you? Why are you so unmotivated? What I said is for your own good, but have you listened to it? Are you still holding that broken thing, unconsciously embarrassing? Are you an unweaned child!" The woman with curly hair said angrily.

The woman with curly hair became more and more angry as she spoke, especially when she saw him lowering her head and holding the large figure tightly but not saying a word.

This silence and this cowardice are more likely to anger a person.

Suddenly, the woman with loose curly hair stepped forward and snatched the large figure in the man's hand.

hold high.

Thunder!!

The large figure was smashed even through the plastic protection, and the broken body was splashed out from the broken packaging, and the broken parts were scattered all over the floor!

The woman with curly hair was not satisfied and stepped on several steps in some areas that were not yet complete, completely turning the large figure into plastic foam.

The man hurried to pick up the figures, but no matter how broken the ground is, it is useless to piece together.

"You're going to pick it up, you're sick!!" The woman with curly hair was already trembling with anger.

The man ignored his girlfriend at all, as if his most precious collection had been broken, and even the wreckage had to be taken back without falling.

The woman couldn't bear to watch it anymore, turned around angrily and took the subway herself.

The man was still picking up the pieces of the figure, pieced together, even though it was the last subway.

Finally, at the moment when the woman quickly passed through the tunnel, the man raised his head and looked at his girlfriend who was quickly away...

Under the thick lenses, those eyes were filled with wood and despair.

"Master, does this have anything to do with freedom?" asked the concubine.

"Can you call freedom if you own time?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"Yeah, it seems to be possible."

"Is it considered freedom to have your own interests and hobbies and immerse yourself in it without being disturbed outside of work?" Zhu Mingtong continued.

"Of course."

"Is it considered freedom to use the money you earn to buy things you love for many years?" Zhu Mingtong asked.

"This... should count."

"In love, you have your own time, and you don't need to care about the other person's feelings, not be disturbed by the other person's emotions, or even get the other person's support. Whether you are watching movies, playing games, playing figures, playing football, playing chess... even if it's some weird habits that can find fun in it, is it considered freedom?" Zhu Mingtong continued to ask.

The little fairy, who was so embarrassed that she was a little unresponsive to these questions, but she still nodded involuntarily.

What is the freedom of contemporary people?

Of course, in love and in the heavy family burden, we can still have our own time and space.

Boys have their own hobbies. Even if girls give birth to babies, they should have time to go shopping, shop, and chat with their best friends...

It’s not because the two people are united, they completely lose these freedoms that originally belong to them.

Without freedom, you will either be numb or quarrel.

"So, do you think Zhou Shaojun is free?" Zhu Mingtong asked his concubine seriously.

"It is free from time to time, but from what he does... it seems that he has never done anything that belongs to him, and is serving this feeling, like a gear that will not be tired, rotating their love music box." said the concubine.

"Although the so-called soul mate is dreamed of by many people, it is destined to sacrifice many freedoms that should belong to you." Zhu Mingtong said.

"What if he was happy with this?" asked.

"Whether he is enjoying it is not up to me to say. A man who has a strong desire to control has broken his wings and can continue for a long time is also a personal choice. In short, I already have the answer and know the huge problems they have. Sure enough, the mandarin duck stick will never fool me." Zhu Mingtong was obviously much happier at this time.

Feelings are quite complicated. It is definitely not easy to use tough methods and reduce the use of immortal arts to find the essence of the problem between the two.

Zhu Mingtong felt that he was more like a love quality inspector. Shouldn’t he break up these dogs and men and women happily?

The show of love in the square and the grand proposal was envied by countless people, which caused great discomfort among the majority of single dogs.

In the end, who knew his soul was imprisoned in a cage?

...

"Master, then how do we break them apart?" I was still confused after hearing Zhu Mingtong said so much.

"Tonight, you give him a longer dream. This dream can finally allow him to look back on the past, what he is persistent, what he loves, and what he is crazy about..." Zhu Mingtong said calmly.

"Ah? Is that simple?" asked seriously.

"Yeah, it's that simple. If he can't wake up his original self, it means he is willing to be the bird in the cage. There is no need for us to break up this marriage." Zhu Mingtong said.

"Okay, West Tiger."

...

...

The wedding is getting closer and it is almost festive.

Lu Xuxu is adjusting her final wedding dress. She doesn't want any omissions or any imperfections on this important day.

"Ding Dong."

WeChat rang, and Lu Xuxu didn't even rush to look at him, but stared at herself in the mirror and smiled slightly.

After a while, she gracefully cut open the unlock with her fingers.

"I may not be ready, sorry. - Zhou Shaojun"

Lu Xuxu frowned, but his emotions did not fluctuate much, he just replied briefly.

"I like everything to go according to the plan. This year is suitable for marriage, this season is suitable for marriage, and I have reached the ideal wedding age. That day, I will become a bride. - Lu Xuxu"

Any bride-to-be who sees such a news a few days before the wedding will definitely be furious.

Lu Xuxu didn't, she just replied like this, and then continued to fiddle with the wedding dress.

……
Chapter completed!