It's lunch time, and after the mental and physical torture of the game just now, I think I'm facing the dilemma of exhaustion. I've lost points in my best projects, and I feel that my future is dark.
However, looking at Ling's expression, it seemed that this was not the case. She seemed very happy and enjoying it all. Could it be that my making a fool of myself had the opposite effect? I couldn't help but think so, and then I felt pleased with myself. The frustration just now was forgotten.
××××××× 215;×××××××× ××××× This is a great opportunity. Red wine and interesting conversation can undoubtedly have a good synergistic effect - the so-called wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk. At the same time, the seemingly ordinary excuse of continuing to eat can make the other party relax their vigilance. , have a relaxing conversation with you, thereby unknowingly improving your impression score.
××××××× 215;×××××××× We stopped at a restaurant called "Private Side Cuisine" .According to Qingsheng’s survey, this is the best place in the city to eat with the girl I’m pursuing. For this date, I put a lot of effort into it a week in advance.
This is a Chinese restaurant decorated in a Western style. According to a popular word nowadays, it is called: dining bar. Soft music and high booths create a private enough space. The whole restaurant is filled with a warm warm tone, moderate
Some of the decorative plants make people feel happy.
"Lu Xing, you have finally lived up to my expectations of you!" Having just walked into this restaurant, I silently wished my friends far away in my heart.
Under the arrangement of Wairter, we found a good location facing the street and by the window, with wind and water, a greening rate of up to 40%, only 20 minutes’ drive from the city center, and complete supporting facilities. “Such a good location, such a great atmosphere,
For such an expensive restaurant (obviously I just glanced at the menu and was intimidated) I can definitely make it!" I cheered myself up.
Ling opposite me was flipping through the menu casually, obviously not making up her mind. I also pretended to be reading the menu and watched her secretly: I think she looks very beautiful. Her head is half-down, and her hair is natural.
The next ray formed a perfect arc on her face. She stared at the fancy menu with a slightly hesitant look, and her hand involuntarily stroked her chin...
"Hey!" Her cry brought me back to reality.
"What...what!" I stammered and asked, trying hard to hide my guilty conscience.
She looked into my eyes, with a smile on her lips, and held her head up with her hands, like a cunning cat: "I can't decide what to eat. Otherwise, we can secretly order two dishes each."
Okay. Let’s see what happens in the end!”
"Okay." I smiled and turned my attention to the menu, secretly feeling glad that she had not discovered my gaffe just now.
"I remember you can eat spicy food?"
"Well, it's okay. It's not just Sichuan people who can eat spicy food!"
"OK"
I called the waiter and ordered two dishes in a low voice, and she did the same. Then the two of us looked at each other with smiles, waiting for the moment the mystery was revealed.
Fifteen minutes later, the dishes came: two pickled fish and two crucian carp soup. I looked at the four large soup basins in front of me and began to sweat on my face: "Isn't this too tacit? These are all soups."
ah!"
"Drinking more water is good for your health!" Her smile was innocent.
So I didn’t drink anything from that moment until the next day. At the same time, I also found the root cause of my illness: whenever I hear the words “sauerkraut fish” and “crucian carp soup”, I feel nauseous and want to do it.
I feel sick and want to go to the toilet.
Damn Lu Xing! None of what he said has ever worked!!!
A very tiring day passed slowly with me constantly making fools of myself and losing points and Ling's happy laughter. After watching the movie in the evening, I sent her home - without taking a taxi as usual.
, but imitating the scene in "Sweet Honey", I took her back on my bicycle.
It's already November, but the weather is not cold at all. She hugged my waist and sat obediently on the back of the bicycle. The wind blew her hair playfully, and the messy hair tips got into her ears, which made her crazy.
It was very itchy. She giggled and tried to hide behind me to escape the naughty wind. Her head rubbed my back from time to time. From there, a feeling called warmth spread throughout my body.
I closed my eyes slightly, feeling the pulse of the elf behind me, listening to her laughter reaching my ears, imagining her naughty and helpless appearance - carefully savoring this touch called happiness.
Happy time is always short-lived. Although I rode very slowly consciously, this small city obviously did not give me much room to maneuver. After a while, we arrived downstairs in her dormitory.
She jumped out of the car and tilted her head to watch me set up the bike.
"I'm very happy today."
"Me too - if you leave out those two dishes."
She laughs and so do I.
"I'm going up."
"Ah?" I was a little disappointed. I was also looking forward to something else, although I didn't hold too much hope.
"I'm going up, it's very late."
"Ah..." I think my disappointment was too obvious at that time, because she smiled again, and she smiled like a cunning kitten.
"You know, what's the song I really want to hear right now?"
"Is it Chen Shuhua's?"
"no!"
"What is that?" I am not a good person at guessing. I think this is one of the reasons why I am not interested.
She smiled, but this time it wasn't a sly smile, it was a calm smile. She looked me squarely in the eyes.
"It's TommorwNeverCome." Then she went upstairs.
TomorrowNeverCome——Tomorrow never comes.
The implication is that although tomorrow is not ideal, it will always come. Happy time always passes quickly, and what is left is a layer of shadow that is light but lingering. The existence of silence is always there
It reminds me that Ling once had such a past. Of course, I don't mind her past, what I care about is "him".
How tall is "he"? Is he handsome? Does he have money? These are all common worries. What's more important is: "Does Ling still care about him?" All kinds of comparisons are like an invisible sword.
Hanging over my head, although it is not very noticeable at ordinary times, it always reminds you of the invisible dangers and fears when you are happy.
At that time, I was like a helpless child, living day by day on tenterhooks, for fear that adults would deprive me of my only joy when they got angry. At that time, I had an unprecedented lack of confidence in myself, to be precise.
That said, it was because she lacked confidence in me. What was my position in her mind? How far behind was her boyfriend and I on the scale in her mind? I started to look like a girl buying food at the market.
The old lady who was doing the cooking was also fussing over something.
Because I was nervous about her and afraid of losing her, I became abnormal. Because I was abnormal, I became even more nervous. I clearly understood that I was falling into an irreversible whirlpool. If I didn't work hard to save myself, I would only be torn into pieces by the whirlpool. Then
It's something called "fall", and it's slowly but surely sweeping through my body.
Now that I think about it, I was more like a small and sad existence at that time - I was too obsessed with the other person's past and ignored my own advantages. Yes, in fact, I was competing with a memory at that time, and
Memories cannot be defeated. The only way is to replace them with new memories - why didn't I know this at that time?
When I was getting along with Ling, I began to compare myself with the "him" in the past, consciously or unconsciously: the way I spoke, the topics of chatting, the time I spent shopping... I wanted to make myself better than that past in an all-round way.
Leave a little room for "him".
Ling is a very smart girl, and she was keenly aware of my abnormality: "Why are you doing this?" she asked me directly.
"I...I..." I was speechless, because I was jealous and uneasy? Do you want me to tell you that ridiculous reason directly?
"Ronin, I know you are good to me, and I also know you want me to get rid of the unpleasant memories of the past, but you really don't have to do this, really!"
"I know it's stupid for me to do this, but I want you to completely forget him one day. Let me be the only one in your life!"
"Forgot?" Her eyes became quite wandering, "Some things cannot be forgotten, don't you understand? All I can do is not to think about it again! I'm sorry, you gave me a very beautiful story, but
You know? He has too. If I can forget easily, then what is everything in the past to me? What is a person like me to you? So, Ronin, if your request is to forget
,I’m sorry, I think I can’t do it.”
Then she cried.
"Maybe I am not the person you are looking for. The person you like is just the person on the outside, and there is another person inside me, and that person is not what you want! To be honest, it was me who made Jing
I tell you the stories of my past because I am afraid that I will fall in love with you. I think you will give up on your own initiative after knowing them." Ling sobbed and said, "But you know it.
After that, you didn’t leave me as I thought, but you treated me better. At that time, I really thought that I could no longer think about the bad things in the past. I really thought that you were the one who could bring me happiness.
Human! But you are actually not prepared. You have become two people. The one on the outside has fallen in love with my appearance, but on the inside you are only sympathetic and reluctant to let me go."
"No, Ling, I really love you, really!"
"I was too selfish and didn't consider your feelings. I'm sorry, Ronin." Ling ignored my explanation and continued speaking, "A girl like me is not qualified to hope for love again.
, I have missed the opportunity to love someone, and I cannot bring love to anyone. Forget me."
forget!
!!
I!!!
Bar!!!!
These four words were like four awls that penetrated deeply into my heart. At that time, I truly realized what it meant to feel distressed. My breathing became rapid, and I felt that I could no longer breathe. I held my chest.
, but I didn’t know what to say. I just stood there stupidly, constantly reminding myself in my mind: "Say something! Say something! Say something!!!" But nothing could be said.
.
Ling raised her head. She was smiling, but her smile was so sad and helpless.
"I'm sorry! Maybe we shouldn't have started at all, because neither of us was ready, I'm sorry!"
What would you do if a girl cried in front of you? What would you do if this girl cried in front of you because she wanted to break up? What would you do if the girl who just said she loved you just now was crying in front of you because of breaking up?
Crying in front of me, what else can you do?
I have always been a very rational person, and I have always been proud of my reason. However, emotion and reason are two contradictory things. Facing the surging waves of passion, my so-called reason is like a dog floating on the sea.
It capsized like a swaying boat. At that moment, I lost control
I held her tightly, as if I wanted to fuse her and me into one person. Her body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly softened. She was crying, and her nose was on my chest.
As she cried, her tears soaked my clothes and dripped directly onto my chest. My heart felt so cold.
It was one night, and the weather seemed to suddenly become cold. My hands and feet were cold, and only by holding her could I keep my body from becoming stiff.
So, in the cool autumn air, under the faint moonlight, we hugged each other so tightly...
Finally she slowly stopped crying and left my arms. "Let's not meet again, okay?"
I didn't say anything, I just looked into her eyes. There was a determination in her eyes that broke my heart.
"Have you decided?"
"Um!"
"You know? I have always been a very lucky person. I have never lacked anything since I was a child, and I don't bother to fight with others for anything. This is the first time I want to fight with others, but the outcome is doomed from the beginning.
.I'm not convinced, but what can I do? The result of my being unconvinced will only make things difficult for you. I won't back down from anything, but your tears make me give up."
"Do you remember what I said?"
"kindness?"
"You are happy, so I am happy." I suddenly felt that my nose was sore.