[Blind date is commonly known as meeting.] Interviews, interviews, and counterparts. Some people don't look at their appearance, and they will consider the right person or work ability, career match, etc. It is to verify and examine whether the occupations or social status of both parties are similar or equivalent, whether they speak fluently, pleasing to the eye, and are generally compatible. Chinese folk marriage folklore. 】

Putting down the phone, Fang Bei leaned back in his chair and sighed.

Blind date, blind date, it's really a boring topic.

In the first two years, he was very resistant to blind dates, because he had quarreled with his family about this matter I don't know how many times.

But now...... As he grew older, he gradually stopped resisting blind dates.

And tomorrow, it's another blind date.

The other party is a violin teacher who teaches violin in an educational institution, and he is the same age as himself.

Teaching the violin ......

This has nothing to do with being completely unbeatable, and it is estimated that it will end up without a problem in the end.

Forget it.,Let's take a look at the new one to pass the time.。

Half an hour later—

"Is it because the green plum is invincible to the sky? is it because it is too familiar and therefore not fresh?"

Don't scoff.

It's just to add to the drama.

But now the new episode has been doing this, and he is looking forward to the drama that Qingmei won.

Anyway, he also had a green plum back then, what was the girl's name?

Don't forget about it.

Even the girl's appearance had blurred in his mind.

I only remember that the girl was quiet and quiet, and she still had a refreshing single ponytail.

The body wrapped in a blue and white school uniform is thin and small, and I remember that it was myself at the door.

Isn't this my blind date tomorrow?

It's enough to go on a blind date with yourself, and it's enough to think about it.

The next day, Fang Bei didn't dress up carefully, but he also shaved his beard, took a shower, put on decent clothes and went to the café.

This is one of the rare blind dates where he did not pick up each other, but the two met directly in a café.

When he got to the place, he saw the girl at a glance.

No way, everyone lives in the opposite door, although I haven't been in touch for a long time, but my mother has already shown her photos to herself yesterday.

If you look up and don't look down, it's normal to remember what the other person looks like.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Bei took the initiative to order.

A vanilla frappuccino, a latte, and two small cakes.

One thing to say, this thing is really expensive.

Such a small piece, something that can be eaten in three bites, actually costs thirty-three yuan for one piece.

"Hello, my name is Fang Bei. The square of the square, the farewell of the parting. ”

"I know. The girl's smile was calm and quiet, "Fang Bei, don't you remember me?"

Fang Bei raised an eyebrow.

I don't even know your name, how do I remember you?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the girl brushed her sideburns and hair: "I am poetic, the poetry of poetry, the meaning of respect." ”

Poetic......

Don't fall into a trance.

Indeed, it is a name that is memorable.

The inseparable childhood plum in elementary school...... Isn't that the name?

When did you not contact each other again?

After graduating from primary school, she went to junior high school in the provincial capital.

I was still in touch at the time.

I guess I graduated from junior high school.

She said that she went abroad to study music and has never been in touch since.

While thinking about it, the memories that had been sealed for more than ten years gradually came to my heart.

"Ah, it's been a long time. It's been more than ten years. How's it going?"

It's weird.

It's a name that Fang Bei has ever remembered.

This is his dream, his white moonlight.

He had dreamed countless times of what he would do when he said goodbye.

Is it crying bitterly, is it pretending to be strong, pointing at her nose and scolding her for being indifferent? Or is it looking at each other and smiling, and this is just a passing glance?

But now, when it really comes to see her again.

Don't find that there is no fluctuation in your heart.

White moonlight, after all, is just white moonlight.

The little girl in his memory was still a little girl wearing a big school uniform with a single ponytail.

Instead of the urban beauty in front of her with exquisite makeup and slightly wavy curly hair.

"That's it. The girl lowered her head and stirred the liquid in the Frappuccino, "After graduation, I returned to China, first went to school as a teacher, and then was dug into an art institution to teach children to play the violin." ”

Fang Bei was a little puzzled: "I remember...... Your dream is to become a performer, right?"

"Well, it's just a dream, after all. People still have to be realistic. ”

The girl smiled and pulled the ends of her hair: "Do you remember? The toy violin you gave me in the first place is because of that that I started to learn to play the violin." ”

How could Fang Bei not remember.

Even if he doesn't remember, his body does.

In order to give her a gift for her twelfth birthday, Fang Bei didn't eat breakfast every day, and then saved the two yuan.

Saved up for a whole year.

But it's no longer enough to buy that toy violin.

So he stole a few hundred dollars from his father.

After being discovered, he was on his knees and was jerked by his father with a hollow iron pipe with a towel.

The tubes were broken.

But Fang Bei still gritted his teeth and didn't say what he was doing with the money.

At that time, he was quite happy to see the smiling face of the single ponytail girl when she received the gift.

But that's all in the past.

"I don't remember, toy violin?

The atmosphere fell silent.

The girl suddenly looked up and asked, "Speaking of me, what about you?

Fang Bei took a sip of the greasy coffee and said with a smile: "I draw at the game company every day, and then I just eat and wait for death." I don't have dreams. ”

"That's ......"

Glancing at the phone, Fang Bei said, "Shall I send you back?"

"No need, I'll make an appointment with my girlfriend to have dinner together for a while, you can go back first. ”

"Good. ”

Don't leave.

What is his dream?

Is it painting?

No.

"I also have dreams, and my dreams are you. ”

He didn't have such big dreams.

He doesn't like any kind of art.

Why did he paint? Because he used to want to bring two people closer together.

You study music, I study art.

We're all artists, maybe when you come back from graduation, we can continue to be together.

But time is like a flush toilet, and it just washes away his dreams.

So be it.

Later, he heard from his parents that he was poetically married, and the marriage partner was a blind date.

But none of this has anything to do with the party.