I have said before that I am not greedy for new things, I am just greedy for new things.

That was before. But now...

On the first day I returned to China, I watched my "Shanlie".

Its front tire exploded, and the inner and outer tires of the rear tire exploded. The chain was no longer flexible, and the front frame was much rusted. At that time, I had a voice in my mind: I want to buy a new one.

After getting used to the feeling of "big black", I found that the feeling that "Shanlie" gave me has become very strange. It's like, you liked someone and were together for a while, but later, for some reason, they separated. Then, you met another person and slowly fell in love, and they became together over time, for the same time. Drama, for some reason, you also separated. Then, you met the person you were together at the time, and that person hoped to be with you, but you found that what you were thinking about at that time was the person you had not been separated for a long time. And the person you liked at the time, you felt so strange in front of you...

When I told my uncle that I wanted to buy another bicycle, he was surprised!

He asked me in confusion: "The tires are blown up, isn't it enough to make up for it? Why do you need to buy a new one?"

I told a few reasons that are far-fetched for my uncle: "Because the chain of 'Shan Lie' is not flexible and looks very old. Also, it is because I am used to the bicycle I rode in Cambodia. The bicycle is larger, and 'Shan Lie' is relatively small, so I am not used to it."

After hearing my so-called reasons, Uncle didn't say anything...

After that, I bought a new one, which was about the same size as "Big Black". However, I felt that it was not as good as "Big Black", so I felt a little disappointed.

The price of new bicycles is cheaper than that of "big black", and "big black" is bought in the second-hand market.

I always remember the goodness of "big black" in my heart, and I can't see the goodness of a new bicycle at all. This is unfair to a new bicycle. In the past, I would quickly name it. But after buying a new bicycle, I didn't name it immediately because I didn't feel it...

If I don't feel it, why should I buy it?

On the evening when I bought my new bike, I reflected in the shower room that Aunt was cooking outside.

Aunt asked me very well: "I bought a new beautiful car, what name will I be going to give it?"

I replied lightly: "I don't know what name I have, I don't feel it."

Then, I asked Auntie: "Auntie, am I a little greedy for the new and old? I abandoned it because of the 'Shanlie' look old. In fact, I can still continue riding..."

Aunt replied to me with a very awake word: "It's not a bit, it's simply!"

Am I... really so greedy for the new and old...?

Since I have bought new bicycles, why can't I forget "Big Black"? "Big Black" was already scarred before I returned to China. Why should I remember it? I don't treat the new bicycle carefully, it feels like a waste of it...

Afterwards, I rode a new bicycle to Shiyan to find Ying. Along the way, I felt it and finally felt its goodness. It can meet my needs, I want to be faster, and it can meet me!

It also has minor problems, and the front brakes are always noiseless.

When I saw Ying and completed what I wanted to accomplish, I returned with a happy mood. I felt that with it, I would be in a good mood!

So, I finally accepted it! Give it a name, called "Little Perfect".

When I said to it, I called it "little perfect" in the future, the front brake miraculously disappeared immediately. It felt like it agreed with me and responded to me.

After that, I took it to rent a house, but unexpectedly, happy things continued...

So, it's "little perfect"!

Greed with new things and hate old things? Greed with new things and nostalgia? I don’t think I am, I am just greedy for feelings.

Time continues to go.

I went back to my hometown that day.

At that time, I was sitting on a minibus with license plate number Guangdong K4025. Before the car could drive, the cold smell in the car was challenging my stomach and intestines' endurance. I could clearly state that I didn't have breakfast that day...

4025, it’s you who love me. Haha, good license plate number!

Well, what attracted my attention in the car at that time was a shoulder-length woman wearing a red flowing long dress.

As soon as the woman got on the bus, she asked the driver if the car had entered Dacheng with a cute baby voice, and then she was mixed by the steps. She received the old driver's words, "Don't always look at me, you have to see the way..."

So, my sight was pulled away by her.

After careful observation, the woman had a medium figure, a medium face and a little bit more fleshy, and she looked quite simple when she smiled.

Afterwards, when I heard her phone call, I felt that she should be the ones who sounded gentle even if she was swearing. Such women don’t know how to be fierce…

Well, what am I doing?

Well... From an objective explanation, I am carefully observing the things around me; from an aesthetic perspective, I am appreciating beauty; from the perspective of the flower world, I am looking at girls...

I sat in the left corner of the last row of the minibus, and she sat in the front row of me. Then, she suddenly sat in the single seat in front of me right again.

So, I saw...

What did you see? Please tell me seriously and loudly, what did you see!

I saw the slightly sliding black shoulder straps...

Forehead……

Before I finished speaking, I saw the slightly slipping black shoulder straps that looked even whiter on her fair skin. Moreover, under the black shoulder straps, there was a tattoo of a small flower that set off. Although I don’t like girls with tattoos, the feeling of the tattoo next to the entangled black shoulder straps is very sexy! If you are not careful, you will think a lot...

Well... have you fall in love with someone?

Huh, no, how could it be so easy? I just like to observe beauty. Is it okay to observe beauty?

OK, very good, really good.

The car finally started after I observed the perfection. The station requirements at that time became higher, and it can be said that it was more careful about the safety of passengers. Before the car drove out of the station, all passengers had to wear their seat belts.

Well, this is good! I happily fastened my seat belt.

After the car drove out of the station, the ticket seller said to me: "Master, you don't need to wear a seat belt now."

My mood was... Master? Am I... that old? The horse in my heart was already galloping!

I'm not happy! The station paid attention to wearing seat belts, but the staff in the car responsible for passenger safety did not pay any attention to it! Sure enough, people themselves are the key points that need to be changed.

My discomfort is really because he told me not to wear a seat belt, not because he called me a master. Really, really...

Do you believe it?

Anyway, I don't believe it anymore... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!