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ĐỀU TẠI VẦNG TRĂNG GÂY HỌA - 11 GIỜ PHẢI NGỦ
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Complete, First published Apr 01, 2020
Chu Tự Hằng - ông trùm trong giới công nghệ thông tin quay về trường cũ là đại học Thanh Hoa diễn thuyết, giới truyền thông cực kỳ muốn biết quá trình trưởng thành của anh.

Chu Tự Hằng chia sẻ ba câu chuyện cũ...

"Năm 1993, tôi 6 tuổi, bên nhà hàng xóm có một cô bạn rất đáng yêu, lợi dụng lúc ba mẹ bạn ấy không có nhà, tôi đã ngủ với bạn ấy."

''Năm 2003, tôi 16 tuổi, suốt ngày đánh nhau, học hành dốt nát. Tôi tỏ tình với hoa khôi của trường, cô gái ấy bị sắc đẹp của tôi mê hoặc, cứ thế ngây ngốc đi theo tôi."

''Năm 2013, tôi 26 tuổi, kết hôn ngày 4 tháng 1 năm đó, dùng tất cả những gì mình đã có ra để thề với vợ chưa cưới, rằng sẽ yêu cô ấy đến suốt cuộc đời."

''Cô bé hàng xóm, hoa khôi của trường và vợ chưa cưới đều có chung một cái tên, đó chính là vợ của tôi, Minh Nguyệt"
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''Thanh mai trúc mã: Câu chuyện tình yêu từ thời xe đẩy em bé đến xe ngựa bí đỏ" -

''Từ một cậu trai hư trở thành giám đốc đầy quyền lực, Chu Tự Hằng tỏ tình năm 26 tuổi'' -

''Vì em, anh trở thành một người tốt hơn'' -
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''Con người có 206 khúc xương, nhưng ngay chính khoảnh khắc gió thổi làm tốc váy cô lên, hắn đã có 207 khúc'' (Thêm khúc nào tự hiểu nha :))
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Mẩu chuyện nhỏ:

Chu Ngộ hỏi bố: "Bố có thể dùng một câu nói để hình dung về mối tình đầu của mình không?''

Chu Tự Hằng trả lời: "Mối tình đầu của bố thật sự quá hoàn hảo, xinh đẹp ưu nhã, dịu dàng tươi tắn, có tri thức hiểu lễ nghĩa, đáng yêu quyến rũ, ngây thơ hồn nhiên, dáng người yểu điệu, là nữ thần trong những nữ thần..."

Minh Nguyệt đỏ bừng mặt..
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