There were fewer guests in the hotel tonight. Except for a few tables of guests in private rooms on the second floor, there were no guests dining on the first floor. However, there were a few romantic young men and women in the Western restaurant on the fourth floor of the hotel.
Huang Xiaobei sat alone at the dining table in the lobby on the first floor, lying on the table, tapping the table with his right hand in boredom, his eyes motionless.
Weslin passed by him and saw his worried look. He couldn't help but pause and said, "Xiao Bei, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah?" Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment. After sitting up straight, he quickly shook his head, "Oh, it's nothing."
Weislin looked at Huang Xiaobei's absent-minded look and asked with great concern: "What's wrong with you today? Why do you seem to have no energy all afternoon? What happened?"
"Yeah, it's nothing. I just want to be alone and think about something. After all, there is always thinking in life."
Huang Xiaobei smiled at Weslin, but his eyes were much lowered.
Weislin didn't notice the strange look in Huang Xiaobei's eyes and picked his ears curiously.
"I forgot to ask you, who was the person standing in front of the hotel talking to you this morning?"
"Huh? Did you see it?"
"I'm standing guard at the door, can you not see me?"
Huang Xiaobei snorted, then scratched his face with his hand, and said listlessly: "One, an elder, hey, Lao Wei, I just have something to ask you."
"You go ahead, but it's best to hurry up. Brother Maozi just told us to go upstairs and have some fun." With that said, Lao Wei pulled out his chair and sat across from Huang Xiaobei.
Huang Xiaobei nodded, but when he was about to say it, he didn't know how to say it because he always felt that his idea was not good, or even a little too much.
After thinking for a long time, Huang Xiaobei carefully looked at Weslin who was waiting for the next words in front of him, and said with some uncertainty, "Old Wei, you said that if there is one person, there is no blood relationship between you at all, that is, you have known each other since childhood.
, and then we haven’t seen each other for more than ten years, but you suddenly met him again recently, and he was very kind to you, and he almost regarded you as his own son. You said... you said he
Could it be some other purpose?"
After saying that, Huang Xiaobei lowered his head with a guilty conscience, wondering if his thoughts were too mean.
On the other hand, Weslin was stunned, "What on earth did you meet? Is the relationship between that person and you that morning so complicated? I said you seem to have no energy this afternoon. Could it be that you have been thinking about this?"
It's something, right? Then can you tell me again, I didn't quite understand it."
Huang Xiaobei sighed and waved his hands feebly, "Okay, okay, you can go, and the person I'm talking about is not me, but a friend of mine. He was a little too irritable, so he came to ask me.
, and it made me a little irritable as a result.”
Lao Wei shrugged his shoulders, "Although I don't quite understand it, I always feel that the feelings between people sometimes... How do you say that?"
"Sometimes it's both more complicated and simpler, Senior Weslin, is that so?"
Karl, who was wearing a smart gray suit and a faint smile on his face, stood behind Weslin at some point.
When he saw Karl, Huang Xiaobei immediately lowered his head and didn't want to say a word to him.
Although Karl does seem to be a good person to talk to, but for some reason, Huang Xiaobei has always been resistant to this guy with a nice smile, and always feels that he is not a good person and is a bit scary.
If you have to ask why, it's probably because Karl has a pair of magic eyes that can see through everything, right?
"Yes, yes, that's what I want to say, hehe, you really deserve to be a student of the literature department." Lao Wei silently patted Karl on the ass, and then said: "Junior, do you want to follow us later?
Let’s go upstairs and play together?”
Karl naturally pulled out his chair and sat next to Huang Xiaobei. He smiled and shook his head and said, "If it's afternoon tea, I'd rather welcome it, but I don't like drinking too much. Seniors, you go and have fun here.
Just leave it to me."
Huang Xiaobei stood up and was about to leave, "Old Wei, let's go, let's go have some fun."
Karl calmly stopped Huang Xiaobei and said with a warm smile: "Senior, I seemed to hear you saying something happened to you just now. By coincidence, I have always wanted to chat with you. Do you have time?"
Weislin's eyes flickered and he said with great discernment: "Then I'll go upstairs first. Xiaobei, come up when you're fine."
Karl waved his hand and said, "Senior, could you please make me a cup of coffee and send it to my room? I have some important work to do tonight."
"no problem."
After Weslin left, only Huang Xiaobei, Carl and Tang Seng were left in the lobby on the first floor of Nuo University. However, Tang Seng was far away from them. He was sitting in the center of the hall on the first floor watching TV and ignored Huang Xiaobei and Huang behind him.
Carl.
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Looking at the handsome man in front of him who looked like a god, and looking at the smile on his face, Huang Xiaobei felt that everything about him was unnatural.
I don't know why, when facing this guy with a nice smile, Huang Xiaobei always feels like his heartbeat is speeding up! It's not that speeding up, but a feeling of panic! It's like following a guy who can eat people, but not yet.
The feeling of being together is similar to that of a very hungry lion.
Especially Karl's pair of faint blue pupils, which were always hidden behind brown sunglasses, made Huang Xiaobei feel unreasonable fear and boredom towards him.
He glanced at Karl who was sitting opposite him. When he saw that he was just staring at him with a smile, Huang Xiaobei quickly withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "That, what, I was just talking casually, junior.
Don’t take it seriously.”
Karl ignored Huang Xiaobei, but a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Gently pushing the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, he took out a hardcover book from his suit, and slowly started reading it, then asked: "Senior, do you like reading?"
“Do comic books count?”
"It's okay, it's all a kind of culture, and comics have their own unique artistic charm. I'll read them occasionally."
Karl's slender white fingers gently turned over the pages of the book that still had a mellow fragrance, "But now I prefer to read some romantic and aesthetic literary works. Of course, when I was a teenager, I preferred to read critical realist writers.
I like both the works of Balzac and Stendhal."
Huang Xiaobei muttered in a low voice: "When I couldn't fall asleep in class, I saw a book by Gogol on the desk and flipped through it... and then I fell asleep even more soundly."
Karl smiled slightly, looked at the English book in his hand seriously and said: "Gogol's words are also good, especially his "Dead Souls" and "The Imperial Envoy" are very interesting, and by the way, there are also his famous creations
Technique, tearful smile."
Huang Xiaobei was shocked and stared at the table.
Karl glanced at his reaction and stopped talking about it, saying, "Senior, do you know why I am now more inclined to books that describe art and true feelings?"
Huang Xiaobei coughed lightly, scratched his head and laughed dryly, "Don't you all in the literature department like to read books? What kind of factions are there?"
Karl nodded and continued to look at the book in his hand, "Yes. Senior, actually when I was a child, because of my living environment and the literary works I was exposed to, I slowly became a little bored with the world. Really
Quite boring, full of fraud and hypocrisy.”
"This also caused me to not be very willing to communicate with others for a period of time when I was a child, because I always felt that what was waiting for me would be some kind of trap. When I saw other people's friendly smiles, I couldn't help but think, what if I
Just an ordinary person, can he still be favored by such an innocent smile? Haha, senior, when I was a child, I seemed to be what people call a rebellious young man and a lonely boy."
"What happened next?"
"Later on, I became much more normal, because I discovered that the world is not as bad as I thought. It also has its own gentle side. I like it very much and like the touches that life often leaves me inadvertently."
Raising his eyebrows slightly, a nostalgic smile appeared on Karl's lips.
"Even if they don't know my identity, there will be people who are willing to show me such a pure smile."
Huang Xiaobei lowered his head and said dullly: "You are always rich, so of course you think your life is perfect."
Karl pursed his lips and nodded, "What you said makes sense. I heard that your living environment when you were a child didn't seem to be very good?"
"It's not that bad. It's just that my mother ran away after giving birth to me, and my father was cursed to death by me. He worked in the academy for five years and then went on a mission. As a result, he accidentally owed more than five million yuan.
, now I just continue to work for the college to pay off the debt."
Carl: "......"
"Senior, your life is quite colorful..."
"You think that's the case too, right? Ha, I think so too, so..."
"So you always feel that some things are not suitable for you and are unlikely to happen to you, right?" Karl stared at Huang Xiaobei with a smile, and the blue pupils under his sunglasses seemed to shine with a different light.
Huang Xiaobei tensed up for a moment, as if someone had spied on the deepest secret hidden in his heart. He hesitated and said: "Who, who said that? I am a special correspondent after all. How could I be so, so pitiful?"
, I still doubt others who are nice to me, well, then, that’s not me.”
Karl lowered his head, smiled, and handed Huang Xiaobei a cigarette, "You look quite like me when I was a kid."
"You shouldn't call me childish again, right?"
Karl tilted his head and smiled, "Of course not, people always grow."
"As expected, you still call me childish..."
After a faint smile, Karl pushed the book in his hand in front of Huang Xiaobei, "When you have nothing to do, you can read this book. It is very well written. It probably tells a story about love and being loved."
Huang Xiaobei glanced at the book Karl placed in front of him, carefully read the English words on it, and couldn't help but grinned, "Well, what is this book called?"
Karl was startled for a moment, then put the book back, "I have been reading the book "Island Bookstore" recently and recommend it to you. To a certain extent, you have some similarities with the male protagonist in it.
"
"Because we are all human beings..." Huang Xiaobei picked his nose.
Karl's smile became a little deeper, "Yes, because you are all human."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment.
"Senior, I think the relationship between you and your uncle should be very good, and you should be able to get along very well in the future. You can probably find a very strange thing in each other. So you don't want to talk too much.
After thinking about it, you must know that it is not good to have random thoughts, and don't have a negative attitude towards everything because of your past experiences. You can't be unlucky for the rest of your life, right?"
Huang Xiaobei stared at Karl gloomily, "Didn't you secretly use your magic eye?"
Karl stood up, picked up his book and turned to leave.
"Yes or no is not that important. Anyway, we are all trapped here now. There is nothing wrong with getting to know each other better." After saying that, Karl turned around and smiled at Huang Xiaobei, "Senior."
"ah?"
"I'll call you when we run out of coffee."
Huang Xiaobei: "......"
Damn it, why is he talking like a servant? Is this how I act like a servant?!
Staring at Karl's leaving figure, Huang Xiaobei thought bitterly.
This guy is indeed very dangerous. Why does his words always sound so convincing?
Well, speaking of others, it’s not bad, right? Huang Xiaobei scratched his face. He actually took the initiative to chat with me. He thought he was the kind of guy who is gentle on the surface but very stinky behind the scenes.
Huang Xiaobei raised his eyes.
But he just said that both my uncle and I can find something strange in each of us?
Commissioner Huang instantly grinned. For some reason, the scene of two defeated dogs licking each other's wounds in the rain suddenly appeared in his mind.
Isn't this kid calling me and my uncle dogs again? He's also not saying that...my uncle and I are just two poor people, standing together and absorbing each other's warmth, right?
Huang Xiaobei shuddered because of the cold, "Eh~ It's so disgusting, so disgusting. How can it be so disgusting? It's just an ordinary uncle-nephew relationship. Tsk, tsk, tsk, bastard Carl really deserves to be a person from the literature department.
What he says is always so..."
"Senior." Karl, who had already walked far away, turned around and greeted Huang Xiaobei.
Commissioner Huang waved his hand, "The coffee will be delivered to you shortly."
Karl shook his head, "Senior, I have something to ask you. Haven't you ever thought about going back and taking a look? Maybe you will be very happy to go back and take a look, so you won't look as listless as you did in the afternoon, and you won't be able to work as well.
Will work harder."
"Your ancestor must be Zhou Papi..."
Karl smiled softly, turned around and entered the elevator without saying anything more.
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After Karl left, Huang Xiaobei sat quietly on a chair and played with his fingers.
"That guy suggested that I go back to my uncle's house for a visit, right? Um... Do you want to go back?"
"Still, let's think about it again... What if the uncle disappears suddenly like before? Isn't this a waste of my feelings? Who knows if he will suddenly disappear like before?
evaporation."
Huang Xiaobei curled his lips unnaturally.
Standing up, Huang Xiaobei patted his pants and breathed out gently.
Actually, what this guy Carl said is a little bit right. Why are you always thinking so much, why are you always doubting this and that? Really, I was a little embarrassed to say it just now, I’m so fucking embarrassed.
Are you all a bit inferior?
Eh~ It’s so disgusting, so disgusting, that my dignified yellow commissioner would actually be associated with these two words, so stay away as soon as possible.
Besides, where do I have those two words? Where are they? Where are they!!
Humph, go upstairs and have some fun.
Commissioner Huang wiped his nose, raised his head, and walked to the elevator arrogantly.
But that guy said something that was quite comforting. It’s impossible for a person to be unlucky all his life, right? (To be continued)