Some people say that when you reach a certain age, you have your own mask. But in this society, we have actually learned to wear a mask early. This is a kind of growth, but it is also a kind of sadness of growth.
Qian Mo tightened his clothes, the wind was blowing in autumn. Standing at the bus stop, he did not stop to look at the arrival of his own bus like the passengers next to him, but he was thinking about his aunt Li Qi taking him in front of him.
What mask is he wearing, and what is the mask he was born with?
Thinking about the reason, the reason for this is very simple. When Qian Mo was standing here just now, a beggar with a broken hand came up to beg, but Qian Mo looked at him indifferently, did not give him any money, and did not dislike him as much as the people around him.
She covered her nose because of the smell, but watched him walk to begging one by one, with a touch of sadness on his face, because Qian Mo could see a kind of skill and a kind of naturalness in the movements of the begging man.
There is no sense of shame. Although this man is slovenly, he is definitely no more than thirty years old, and the so-called broken arm has become his mask, a mask waiting for others to give him charity!
"You can do it." When the beggar came to the broken bowl on the ground in front of Qian Mo, Qian Mo looked at the beggar's eyes that were clearer and brighter than his own, and after a long time, he said softly
Yes, you can take off the mask to show sadness and confidence. Yes, you can work like a normal person because you are still young. You can have dignity like most people because you are still young. This is what Qian Mo said is OK, but Qian Mo
Mo didn't know if he could do it. He couldn't see through everything around him.
You don’t need charity from others, your own efforts can get you what you need! This is what Qian Mo thinks!
I don’t know when the beggars will leave. Qian Mo is thinking or planning.
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Although the end of November in Hong Kong City brings a chill, an autumn coat is still enough to cope with it, so it is not uncommon to see pedestrians wearing only one piece of clothing. Qian Mo does not look out of the ordinary here, but the scratches on his arms have not all disappeared.
There is also an obvious scratch on the upper face, which makes people feel far away
Qianmo took the bus to this bustling place. The name "Midnight KTV" is very straightforward. With the addition of KTV at midnight, it is clear at a glance.
He didn't care about the surprised looks from the people around him. Although he was not used to it, there was nothing he could do about the remaining scars that would not fade away in a short time. He walked into the midnight KTV calmly. He had a party today, a junior high school reunion.
"Sir, do you have a private room?" As soon as he entered the door, the waiter came up to ask. First, it was a request from the store, and second, he saw Qian Mo's appearance. Under the dim light of the KTV, he looked a little bit ruffian.
Although the Midnight KTV is not a top club, celebrities from Hong Kong City come here from time to time to spend money. At the same time, the gang of dandies will also bring a lot of trouble, and troubles will be inevitable for a long time. The appearance of Qianmo now is in line with the former gangster.
The basic characteristics of coming to cause trouble
"Room 509" Qian Mo naturally didn't know what the waiter was thinking under his smiling face, so he reported the box number given to him by Guo Ling.
Not a troublemaker? The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not a troublemaker: "Then, sir, do you need to show you the way?"
Qian Mo took a look at the interior of the KTV. It was not small. It would take some time to find it by himself. It was just right to have someone to guide him. He was about to ask the waiter, but before he could say anything, the waiter spoke again, but the person he spoke to was not him.
"Master Yuan! You're here, long time no see!" The waiter's surprised voice seemed to be quite familiar with this Master Yuan.
Qian Mo raised his eyes and saw that this young master Yuan was none other than Yuan Haoyu, the monitor of his class at Hong Kong City University!
Yuan Haoyu came to sing karaoke with his friends today. When he arrived at the door, the enthusiasm of the waiter was normal. He usually gave a lot of tips when he came. Since he was better than others, the enthusiasm of the waiter naturally came from him.
body
Coincidentally, today he saw Qian Mo, who he had never seen before in class, which made Yuan Haoyu startled. This kid made a fool of himself that day!
He stretched out his hand and threw a red RMB to the waiter as if he didn't care. Yuan Haoyu saw that this man's behavior just made him look embarrassed. Although he didn't know whether Qian Mo would feel embarrassed because of being ignored by the waiter, he felt very good.
!
"Hey, isn't this classmate Qian Mo?" Yuan Haoyu pretended to be surprised when he saw Qian Mo. He was so friendly that he almost stepped forward and gave Qian Mo a hug: "Haha, my friend dragged me here to sing karaoke today.
They say this place is quite high-end, but I don’t think it’s that good.”
Qian Mo looked at him without saying anything, looking at him felt like a clown
Yuan Haoyu thought Qian Mo was too embarrassed to speak, so he still said with a smile: "Why don't you come over to my place and I'll cover all the expenses. However, I can't drink Lafite here. If so,
I don’t mind buying you a drink.”
Do you think Lafite is boiled water? Qian Mo still looked at him calmly, without showing any emotion or anger. He was just a stranger. He was just watching his poor performance.
"Haha, my friend may be impatient, so I'll go up first." Yuan Haoyu saw that he had finished expressing what he should express, and he seemed too proud if he said more, but he didn't know that his pride was so obvious in the eyes of others: "
You don’t have to follow me. I’ve been to this little place many times and I’m familiar with it. This is my classmate. If you take him, it won’t look good if he gets lost. Don’t blame me if you don’t receive him well later.”
"Yes, yes" the waiter rushed to answer, but he looked at Qian Mo with disdain. Young Master Yuan said so many words that even he felt were mean, and this boy didn't even dare to say a word.
Qian Mo watched him finish the performance calmly. The speed was good and the rhythm of the performance was quite fast.
"No need. I'm just here to attend a class reunion. I can find it myself." Qian Mo glanced at the waiter. Although the place is not small, it would be nice to have someone to lead the way. But getting lost? Is it a joke?
Qian Mo glanced at Yuan Haoyu, who had a fake smile on his face that made him feel sick, and said lightly: "If you are interested in inviting me to drink, I will give you a call when I am free."
If you want to treat me to a drink, you also need to see if I am available. Qianmo is too lazy to pay attention to him. No. 509 is not difficult to find!
Qian Mo, who walked away carefree, completely ignored Yuan Haoyu, whose smile faded from his face and appeared gloomy. Some things always wear masks when in front of him, but behind him, they are often their true nature.
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There was no noise in the other boxes in the box No. 509, only the sound of small conversations came out from the cracks. Maybe it was like a thousand strangers. It seemed indifferent to it, but in my heart, this former friendship took over.
its uniqueness
Standing outside the box and lighting a cigarette, there were many people coming and going. KTV has always banned smoking. People passing by did not pay any attention to the smoker in this corner. Even if they saw it, they just thought Qianmo had drunk too much and came out to wake up.
But he didn't know that Qian Mo was trying to clear up his somewhat chaotic mind. He didn't know how to face the classmates he hadn't seen for a long time, and he vaguely remembered the appearance of these people in the past. Over the years, they had been there from time to time.
I miss my junior high school life
"Qian Mo!" When Qian Mo was hesitant to open the door, a voice came from behind. Even in the noisy KTV, it still sounded smart.
Looking in a blink of an eye, the girl in front of me was wearing an elegant white dress and her shawl-length hair was slightly curled at the ends. It was Lin Bingqi.
"You came so early, why don't you go in?" The girl's pretty face is still so cold, but there is a little smile in her eyes.
Seeing her, Qian Mo snuffed out his cigarette and threw it on the trash can next to him, with a rare smile on his face: "I just arrived and was taking a cigarette outside the door."
"It's not good to smoke too much." Lin Bingqi wrinkled her little nose, looking indescribably cute.
However, Qian Mo scratched his head in embarrassment. This little girl really didn't have enough face for him. She started preaching to herself: "Well, I'll smoke less in the future."
I listen to everything you say and do everything you ask. After Qian Mo said this, Lin Bingqi and Qian Mo were startled! Why should you listen to her? The atmosphere was suddenly different.
Perhaps thinking of the boy in front of her at the freshman orientation party, or perhaps because the boy in front of her just agreed naturally, a faint blush appeared on Lin Bingqi's pretty face, but the dim light covered it up well.
"Let's... let's go in." Lin Bingqi broke the strange atmosphere and opened the door of the box, but her words were a bit softer than before.
...
There is no decadence filled with the smell of cigarette smoke or tone-deaf roars in the private room. There are only laughter and soft conversations from time to time. This is a quiet and comfortable feeling.
There were not too many people in the box, not too few. There were three girls and five boys, each in a pile. Qian Mo remembered that there were thirty-one people in his junior high school class, but there were still nearly forty minutes left before the appointed time, and the people who had already arrived were already there.
One third, this is a kind of excitement
Lin Bingqi and Qian Mo gently opened the box door and entered, but they also interrupted the atmosphere abruptly. The slightest movement could make the eight people in the seat forget their gaze.
"Hey, it's so early, you two. We came together hand in hand." A laugh was cynical, but some of it was just goodwill. It was one of the five men, the organizer Guo Ling.
"Hey, this is Qian Mo. I haven't seen you for a long time." One of the gentlemen wearing glasses also stood up and smiled at Qian Mo. Even though the classmates who used to hip-hop together still feel a little familiar even though they haven't seen each other for many years, plus this classmate
Before the party, Guo Ling did a lot of homework and saw the current photos, so as not to look awkward with strangers outside the door.
But no one could recognize Lin Bingqi. The ordinary girl back then turned into this beautiful girl. The so-called female transformation made it difficult for people to keep up with this change.
"Haha, hello." Qian Mo smiled rarely at anyone. Although he felt familiar, he couldn't recognize the person's name, but he might as well give his Zeng Jin classmate a smile.
"What a fool. It looks like you have even forgotten each other's names." Mr. Guo was merciless, and his words lost the caution he showed in front of others. Those here are all classmates he once cared about: "
The one with glasses with a prescription of 780 degrees is the former bookworm Jiang Jiepeng. Now, this guy is Qian Mo who disappeared in the second semester of the third grade of junior high school."
Guo Ling, the organizer, has done a good job. After all, we haven't seen each other for five years. We may still be vaguely familiar with each other, but it is difficult to call out the name, and Guo Ling guides everyone to remember this one by one.
, introduce one by one
Not only the girls have changed, but also the boys have not seen each other for three years and dare not recognize each other. The handsome man next to Jiang Jiepeng is somehow related to the fat man back then. Wei Quan, nicknamed Fat Boy, has now grown up
A handsome man!
But the sports clerk who was once sunny and cheerful has a stubble, and the striking water chestnuts on his face are no longer there. He is Li Zhiwei who is quietly smoking a cigarette...
The shy little girl back then turned out to be graceful. The girl who chased boys around and hit her has now become gentle and virtuous. The study committee member who was buried in a pile of books is now sunny and fashionable...
As time goes by, you have changed
As time passed, he changed
As time has passed, I have also changed.
It’s been a long time, but some things haven’t changed!
Qian Mo looked at these classmates with a faint smile on his face, and felt a rare warmth in his heart, because even though everyone has changed, some things, such as the friendship in his heart, are still so pure!
The secular world is polluting, but it has not been able to taint the innocence that is buried deeply!