Chapter 1 Twenty-seven years old, the future is unpredictable
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In the cafe, Wu Que glanced out of the corner of his eye out of the French window.
The sunset is not warm, but a little cold.
No wonder the pedestrians coming and going in the square were all wrapped tightly in their down jackets. The wind was still quite strong today.
It looks quite real.
"I heard that you are a writer? You must have written many works, right?"
Wu Que turned around and looked at the beautiful girl sitting opposite him wearing a gray and white turtleneck sweater.
Her slightly brown wavy curls are quite fashionable, and her delicate face seems to have been lightly made up.
"A young man in his twenties who has not yet worked will probably imagine himself as a writer."
Wu Que took a sip of the cloyingly sweet cappuccino in his cup, "So I'm not a writer."
It means he has a job.
"Oh? What do you do?"
The girl also took a sip of coffee, but even the bitter Americano did not change her expression at all.
As a kindergarten teacher, she has seen a lot of the world.
Usually the parents of the students drive either a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW, and other teachers in the same kindergarten have pretty good boyfriends.
Although the industry is currently in recession and her salary is only a little over 3,000, she can't lower her requirements too much because she thinks she's pretty good, right?
If it weren't for this good-looking man, she wouldn't bother to go on a blind date.
But judging by his attire, he doesn’t look like a wealthy person, so forget it.
After drinking coffee, give the other person a hint and let the other person take the initiative to say no. Don't leave WeChat messages. It's good to show each other some dignity.
Anyway, as long as I can give my parents an explanation.
If you actively refuse, you will still be talked about when you go back.
"I work in the Third Hospital, but that place is quite far from my home. I have to be stuck in traffic for more than ten or twenty minutes on my way to and from get off work every day. Sometimes I am afraid of being late after sleeping."
Wu Que explained his situation inadvertently.
The girl was startled for a moment, then her brows lit up with joy.
The Third Hospital is the only tertiary hospital in Los Angeles. Working in the Third Hospital means that you work in a tertiary hospital.
I spend more than ten or twenty minutes in traffic jams on the way to and from get off work every day, which shows that I have a car and my home is not far from a tertiary hospital in the city center.
Sometimes I am afraid of being late after sleeping, which means I live alone in the house.
Seeing her reaction, Wu Que was also very happy.
Blind dates are quite interesting these days.
It's obviously just a deal, it has to be treated as a love affair.
Just be more direct, people won't be happy with it.
If you don't say it, people will think you are insincere.
She's not a real little princess.
So there is a saying that is very good, blind date is to let the man who is least able to chase girls chase the most difficult woman.
It belongs to hell difficulty.
That's amazing.
But sometimes you are afraid that the other party will not be able to get the content you hint at.
But this girl obviously got it.
It can only be said that when masters compete with each other, victory or defeat can be determined by a hair's breadth.
The girl curled her hair with her fingers and said casually, "You are only twenty-seven, so your future is very good. But it must be hard to pay off the mortgage alone, right?"
Doctors actually don't earn much at this age.
But this profession is one that becomes more popular the older you get.
Besides, he is still in a tertiary hospital.
To put it simply, it means three words - the future is promising.
However, you still need to consider a mortgage.
Originally, she was a moonlighter. What’s the point of finding a partner if her quality of life would be reduced?
When the time comes, all the other party’s income will be used to pay off the mortgage.
Even if it doesn't cost her money, what benefit does it have to her?
"I don't have a mortgage."
Wu Que's answer was clean and crisp.
The girl's eyes lit up, and for the first time she began to take a good look at the man in front of her.
I have clean short hair, no acne on my face and forehead, and fair skin. My beard is clean shaven, my eyes are warm, my nose is straight, my eyebrows are neither light nor thick, but my lips are a little dry, and my fingernails are not long and clean.
Overall, it is not stunning at first sight, but the facial features are really good and the more you look at it, the better it looks.
It's definitely not because he has a car, a house, no mortgage, and works as a doctor in a tertiary hospital.
The girl felt that she could really develop it further.
She wants to add this man’s WeChat account.
Wu Que seemed to notice it too.
He took a sip of the cloyingly sweet cappuccino and scratched his chin, "I don't have a mortgage because I didn't buy a house, and I still live in the Third Courtyard with my boss."
The girl was stunned for a moment, "Resident doctor?"
Wu Que then revealed himself, "It's close but not quite accurate. I actually live in front of the morgue and I work as a security guard there.
"By the way, the person in charge of the morgue is my boss, and I am a temporary worker hired by her. I am not a regular employee.
"The only thing I lied about is that my place of residence is actually in the Third Courtyard, and nothing else."
The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "But the car..."
"Oh, I have a Little Sheep electric car, the one with a speed limit of 22, two wheels, and a 360-degree panoramic sunroof. But now you have to be fined if you don't wear a helmet."
Wu Que broke her illusion without hesitation. He spread his hands and said sincerely, "You see, blind dates are so real. Generally, everyone will conceal their true situation. Either they say nothing, pretend to be dead, or
It's just an awkward chat, and then you can only know the information from the introducer.
"Before, I remember there was news about a man who went on a blind date and ended up eating dozens of plates of meat without saying a word."
The girl bit her lower lip, "At least you are honest. Honest men are never too bad, and you are not bad looking either. Why don't you add us on WeChat and let's chat first?"
"I don't have any problem." Wu Que took out his cell phone and then looked up, "But the question is... do you still have your cell phone?"
The girl was startled again, then slowly said: "No more."
She picked up the cup of American black coffee without any sugar or milk and took a sip.
Wu Que was quite curious, "Does it taste good?"
The girl put down her coffee cup and frowned slightly, "It's really bitter."
"So that's what blind dates are all about." Wu Que spread his hands and shrugged, "Just like this cup of coffee, it seems worth looking forward to, but in fact it's not as good as washing the pot of water."
"But you are very honest. Other blind dates should not be like you." The girl muttered, and then smiled helplessly, "It would be great if my blind date was you, but it's a pity..."
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[Note: If I had not gone on a blind date that day...]
Wu Que came to his senses and looked at the person sitting opposite him.
The girl disappeared without a trace.
There was only a ball of light left there.
That was the last gratitude the girl left him.
"'Psychic' cancelled."
The setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and the pedestrians rushing in and out of the square all disappeared.
Also missing was the cafe and the two cups of coffee.
The door to the hall was closed, and the incandescent lamp on the ceiling emitted a bright but not very warm cold light.
The sound of freezers being powered on could be heard in the two rooms with open doors directly opposite the opposite door.
In the center of the hall is a locked freezer that is exuding cold air.
This coffin-like freezer is covered with a transparent lid.
Wu Que walked to the lid, lowered his head and took a look inside.
The face of the corpse, which originally had a bitter and twisted expression, returned to its elegant and delicate look, and even the corners of its mouth were raised as if it were smiling.
She looked exactly like Wu Que's blind date just now.
Wu Que raised his hand and patted the transparent cover gently, "Rest in peace."
Then, he turned to look at the ball of light left by the blind date, and then grabbed it.
The ball of light rushed into Wu Que's chest instantly.
Then, a picture appeared in front of him that only he could see.
"Today my mother urged me to go on a blind date again."