“沈小秋,你爱上我了,是不是?”“王晓勇,我就是爱你,怎么着?”这就是爱。我的装病同事沈小秋我老家在山东沂蒙山区,父母都是普普通通的农民,我是家里第一个走进北京城见了大世面的人。家里人对我的工作帮不上忙,他们唯一能帮上忙的就是催我找媳妇结婚生娃,他们好抱孙子。在这种背景下,我认为沈小秋是最合适的人选。她和我是老乡,和我是同行,还在同一家单位。她善解人意,通情达理,除了思想有点小腐,没什么缺点。我不是高帅富,她也不是白富美,所以, “Shen Xiaoqiu, you fall in love with me, is not it? ” “Wang Xiaoyong, I just love you, how??” This is love. My sick colleague, Shen Xiaoqiu, my hometown is in Yimeng Mountain, Shandong Province. My parents are ordinary peasants. I was the first person in my family who came to Beijing to meet the world. The family members can not help my job, and the only thing they can do to help me is to get married and have children. They are good grandchildren. In this context, I think Shen Xiaoqiu is the most suitable candidate. She and I are fellow, and I are colleagues, still in the same unit. Her considerate, sensible, except for a little bit rotten thinking, no shortcomings. I am not a handsome guy, she is not white Fu Mei, therefore,