All living beings—A letter to friends in Paradise

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Several times I picked up my pen, wanting to write a piece, but each time I didn't know where to begin.
Looking at my ID name, "A heavy sword has no edge, great skill is without artifice," I chuckled in vain. Trying too hard to express myself only made me lose sight of my true self, resulting in a poor piece. I opened my friend Coco's blog, and my thoughts began to flow.
So let's start with Coco. Coco is a woman who dabbles in things, but by "dabbling," I don't mean she's truly passionate about them; she's all talk and no action. She always laughs at the absurdity of my advertisements.
So, I might as well write another advertisement: Single male in Beijing, 34, 175cm, 70kg, Master's degree from a prestigious university, university lecturer, in good health, recent medical report available, high-quality, but "quality" sounds too vague. Looking for someone more sincere, willing to cover all expenses. Seeking couples/partners in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region and the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area.
Coco laughed at this, saying it was a pretentious and stupid advertisement—who would apply?
Actually, thinking about it, it's pretty stupid too. But since "a heavy sword has no edge, great skill is without artifice," it's okay to be a little silly. Mainly, I'm too lazy to embellish or conceal my true thoughts.
Coco said, "You have to consider a woman's feelings; you have to tease her emotions."
I said, "My emotional intelligence isn't that low. Creating familiarity, intimacy, and trust in interactions is perfectly acceptable. But if it's elevated to the level of dating, isn't that a bit excessive?"
So, gradually, my dating principles at 69 became even more silly. For example, I only look for couples, never single women. I only chat with men, not women. The only reason is simply to avoid suspicion.
As for the boring advertising slogan that Coco disliked, there was really no way around it. A necessary personal physical profile is indispensable. I think the boredom mainly stems from the later descriptions of "quality." I racked my brains for a long time but couldn't solve it. Because high quality itself doesn't have a public or scientific definition. This isn't a math test where you can measure it with an Arabic numeral. In desperation, I had to use profession, education, and economic strength to reflect it indirectly. Unfortunately, this balance is hard to gauge; if I overdo it, it might come across as pretentious, which is certainly not my intention.
Coco bet I couldn't find it. So, I'll tell a story
instead. The most difficult part of human nature to grasp, and also the most fascinating, is its uncertainty. Although as a pure engineering student, discussing human nature feels a bit out of place, it doesn't stop me from writing that "pretentious yet stupid ad." I know the ad is indeed quite boring, but it accurately describes my state.
Plus, all engineering students share the philosophy that "practice makes perfect," so no matter how stupid or pretentious the ad is, I'll post it a few times. To increase the persuasiveness of my ad, I decisively bought the highest VIP level. Talking about money is too vulgar, but if I talked too much about money in the ad, it would be even more vulgar, so I had to use a different approach to reflect quality.
I decided to only talk to 100 couples; if it works out, great; if not, I'll just leave.
So, this story comes from these 100 couples.

Story 1: Because I love you, I accept everything about you.
The first couple came as a complete surprise. For privacy reasons, I concealed all their professions. I only said they were a very loving couple, a bit older than me. The older brother added me on QQ, asked about my background briefly, exchanged photos, and then asked to meet in person. This request was perfectly normal, so I gladly accepted. I met him at a coffee shop. To be honest, I thought I would be very nervous, but I was actually quite relaxed, like meeting an older friend. I could tell he was well-mannered and had good manners. So we chatted happily, and he quickly arranged a time for the three of us to meet.
That evening, the three of us started chatting. Because we had similar backgrounds, and because I'm a lecturer and good at finding topics, we talked so much that we almost forgot about our business. The sister-in-law was initially nervous, but gradually relaxed.
There was an interesting detail: during the conversation, she kept chugging red wine, jokingly saying that alcohol emboldens even the most timid. I don't like drinking, nor am I used to red or white wine, so I brought a bottle of iced white wine to keep them company. After a few rounds of drinks, I asked why they sought out single men. My sister-in-law replied that it was because they loved each other, and therefore she could openly share her innermost thoughts with her husband. Her simple words filled me with respect. Human nature has both good and evil, but no matter how kind a person is, there are always some unresolved issues in their heart. This couple could be so open with each other, which I couldn't help but admire. My sister-in-law had needs, but was bound by morality and traditional values, and dared not actually seek them out. However, she could confide in her husband, and he understood and tried to satisfy his wife—this was truly a great act of love.
Later, as my brother-in-law arranged, we dimmed the lights and soon became intimate in bed. Only then did I realize how conflicted my sister-in-law was. In fact, she wanted it, but due to traditional constraints, she was somewhat resistant. So, even though she was already aroused, she was still saying, "No, no." My brother-in-law understood and quickly kissed my sister-in-law's lips, gesturing for me to continue. And yet, I'm a sensitive engineering student. This affectionate atmosphere made me feel completely unable to join in. Specifically, I couldn't get an erection, and even when I did, penetration was rushed.
Afterwards, the couple lay in each other's arms, and I got up to pour them a glass of hot water and placed it on the bedside table. My husband asked, "Did you ejaculate?" I replied, "Yes." He said, "It's getting late, go back and rest."
Leaving the room and going home, I felt a sense of loss. I had wanted to add some excitement to my life, but I ended up witnessing someone else's love. Although I had no regrets, I ultimately didn't perform well, leaving my wife unsatisfied. But honestly, how could I behave normally when love reached such a level?
Finally, I smiled and added a rule for myself: from now on, I'll ask the other person's wife if she's open-minded. Or rather, whether the couple is truly ready. Being too conservative, or too deeply in love, sometimes doesn't leave room for a single man to interfere.
At least, someone like me simply can't do that.
Afterwards, I wanted to delete my older brother's contact information, but since I had promised to give my sister-in-law a little gift I designed, I didn't. However, I absolutely wouldn't contact them proactively. That little gift just sat on my bookshelf, waiting to be given away someday.
Then, I went back to sending out those pointless ads that Coco laughed at. But this time, I could tell her that there's nothing wrong with the ads being pointless, because the point is to add a little fun to a boring life—it's a win-win situation.
Life is short, and how much can any of us experience? Who can say for sure?
Stay true to yourself, pursue what you seek in this world, and even the mundane can be wonderful.

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