Successful man: Not interested if you are not a virgin!

To put it bluntly, I just want a pure tall girl with a heart and body as white as snow, so that I can give my love to her completely without any worries. The reason I require a tall person is, of course, because I am tall, and this way there will be external harmony. As for purity, yes, I would prefer her to be a virgin.

Narrator: MARK

Deputy General Manager and shareholder of a well-known cosmetics brand company.

MBA, outstanding writing skills, and a well-known talent in the industry.

35 years old, 183cm tall, with a slightly weathered face, but with an artistic temperament.

Our first meeting was in a coffee shop outside. He couldn't bear to go to the rather sour club, and he asked me to bring him some photos and information of girls I thought were pretty good, fully demonstrating the shrewdness of a marketing expert.

Why did I come to the Acid Salon? To be honest, it was because my ideal of pursuing a happy life has not been shattered. When people reach this point, they will always insist on something and will not compromise. Even if they suffer repeated losses, they are unwilling to turn back. Sometimes when they calm down and think about it, they find themselves ridiculous. However, people are such strange animals, and there are always many fools dancing in shackles.

To put it bluntly, I just want a pure tall girl with a heart and body as white as snow, so that I can give my love to her completely without any worries. The reason I require a tall person is, of course, because I am tall, and this way there will be external harmony. As for purity, yes, I would prefer her to be a virgin.

In fact, there has never been a concept of virginity before. I think, objectively speaking, this is the sequelae and toxins left behind after life hurt me. When I graduated from college, I was assigned to work in a relevant department of the provincial government. I was in the prime of my life with a bright future. Many people proposed to me, including my immediate boss, the daughter of a department director, but I politely declined all of them. Until one day, Ganoderma lucidum appeared in my life like a painting. I went to play basketball that day and a girl was walking out of the court with a basketball. She was tall and stood out from the crowd. She was wearing a red jersey and was wiping her face with a towel as she walked. Her face was red and sweaty, and it was sweet and pleasant, just like a red apple dripping with dew. My heart was beating like a deer. When she walked out of the court, I suddenly shouted, "Let's play together." Thinking back to this scene now, my heart still trembles. It seems like a plot in a movie, that naive boy chasing the wind suddenly falls in love. From then on, will his youth encounter sweetness or fall into tragedy? Who can control it?