【Other women, only women, last woman】

Faced with two difficult-to-choice reading books, Yoon Eun-hye suddenly remembered another book. This book is like her own diary from small to large. The contents are written by her personally. Even if there are typos on it, she knows clearly that this book is Wang Hao.

On Valentine's Day, Yoon Eun-hye told Liang Yu that she had something to do and she would talk to a friend about her column and she could not have dinner with him, but she could sleep with him at night.

Liang Yin was a little disappointed, but he still respected Yoon Eun-hye's opinion and went out to take care of himself.

As for Xiao Yong and Yin Eun-hye's actions were extremely retaliatory and she directly released him.

Yoon Eun Hye and Wang Hao chose the Sichuan restaurant they both liked to eat. Wang Hao obviously had put down his previous burden and returned to the same state as Yoon Eun Hye's old friend. Because he had confessed his love for Yoon Eun Hye before, he had no scruples today. He said: "I didn't expect to have an appointment with me in the end on Valentine's Day. What? I figured it out and would like to try it with me?"

Yoon Eun Hye said: "Don't forget that you will always be my ultimate spare tire, and today is no exception.

First, I can no longer stand the braised prawns, so I don’t want to have dinner with Liang Yu.

Second, the thing that Xiao Yong never forgets his first love has become a dark cloud that shrouds my life. To this day, I can't get rid of it, so I don't see it and give up the deliciousness of the Michelin restaurant.

But I don’t want to have Valentine’s Day like a single dog, so I made an appointment with you.”

"The reason is very good," Wang Hao ordered good dishes, added tea to Yoon Eun-hye, and continued, "Why should you have some wine today?"

"Just this is your alcohol tolerance, come on, don't be drunk and say nonsense that you love me. You were drunk that day, I counted it for you. You said 'I love you' to me thirty-two times..."

"Is there anything as exaggerated as you said?" Wang Hao smiled.

Although Wang Hao is so cheerful and relaxed on the surface, Yoon Eun-hye knew that he was very uncomfortable inside and might still be bleeding.

Yoon Eun Hye became serious: "Wang Hao, are you pretty good at saying a woman like me?"

"It's pretty..." Wang Hao said in a low voice.

Yoon Eun Hye took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I love Xiao Yong very much, but I always feel that he can't figure it out, and there are a lot of bad things. Maybe my horoscope and I don't match him... Anyway, I always have problems with him."

"What about Liang Ying? How do you feel about him?"

"Comfortable, warm, and desire-burning!" In front of Wang Hao, Yoon Eun-hye never conceals her dirty thoughts. "Sometimes I think that my obsession with Liang Yu is a physical desire. If he excludes his work, family status and other factors, he is my perfect lover. But when it comes to perfection, I feel that something is short of it. That is to say, if Liang Yu ignores me one day, I will not be sad. At most, I feel lonely, but Xiao Yong is different. He is like I am riding a roller coaster, afraid and wanting."

Wang Hao cleared his throat and said, "Let me say this, let me analyze it from a psychological perspective. As for Xiao Yong and Liang Yu, have you been with Xiao Yong for a long time, you will think of Liang Yu. After spending a long time with Liang Yu, you will think of Xiao Yong more attractive?"

"Yes, you're right, that's it."

“It has something to do with your needs, and people’s needs change with the changes in the environment and satisfaction.”

Yoon Eun-hye listened to Wang Hao's words, and it was a little difficult to understand for a while. She asked, "Can you say it's not so literary?"

"Give it an example," Wang Hao began to make a metaphor, "Human psychological needs are many, just like a camera has wide angles and telescopes. When the telescope is aimed at a certain object, the object becomes larger, and other objects become blurred backgrounds.

It's like going to the market to buy something very much when you are hungry because your demand for food is magnified; but when you eat enough, your demand is different again.

Food is like being dissolved back into the background by a wide-angle lens, but after eating, you become thirsty, and the thirsty demand is like being magnified by a telescope. Other needs become unimportant, and you focus all your attention on this new object and new demand, and it will not dissolve back into the background until it is met."

"So that's why we can't find love, right? Because it always gets bigger and smaller in these focal lengths, and it can't be focused on a certain point at all!"

"Love is something that cannot be explained clearly in science, mathematics, psychology, philosophy, and even gods. It will only appear in literary works, and it will only appear in some form, not a certain definition, so don't be too demanding of what love is, because it is not something at all."

"What about you? Where did you feel about me? Why don't I feel about you?"

Wang Hao slanted the corner of his mouth and said, "I stabbed my heart again."

After saying that, Wang Hao took out a small box from his bag and handed it to Yoon Eun Hye. He smiled and said, "Open it and take a look, I'll give you Valentine's Day gift."

"Ring?" Yoon Eun Hye opened the box and saw, "Are you trying to propose to me?"

Wang Hao said: "I dare not, I just prepare a good start for you. Whether you marry me or others, I hope you can get married as soon as possible. Look at the engravings on the ring, I imitated Hemingway and wrote a six-character micro novel on it."

Yoon Eun-hye took the ring in front of her and saw a row of English words on her finger circle. She silently read it:

otherwoman (another woman)

onlywoman (the only woman)

lastwoman (the last woman)

Wang Hao said: "Actually this is my wish. I hope you can find the man you love, from other women he doesn't know, to his only woman, and eventually to the woman who stays with him to the end..."

Speaking of this, Wang Hao's eyes were a little wet and moist. He called the waiter and said, "Prepare half a dozen beers for me."
Chapter completed!