Looking at Xiaobai in the snow at that time, Meng Junyao had a strong urge to take her into his arms and kiss her to the end.

I endured the internal injuries when I was about to endure them, because there was a gap of years between them.

Not only that, but her beauty and purity also make herself, who is constantly mixed with the sound and lust and ugly appearance, ashamed of herself and dare not tarnish.

Maybe God arranged it this way, just to create a beautiful and heartbreaking miss.

Meng Junyao stood up and wanted to reach the glass of water on the table, but accidentally, the cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the water spilled all over the ground.

Trembling with a high fever, he felt a strong loneliness and helplessness for the first time, and it was also the first time that he seriously thought that maybe he should really find a wife.

It happened that the neighbor Lao Li came to deliver things again, and after helping to clean up the scene, he also persuaded: "Teacher Meng, should you consider starting a family?"

Meng Junyao smiled bitterly: "I look so abstract, I'm sorry for the people and sorry for the party, who would want to marry me?"

"Eh, what is this called, there are more people who are willing to marry you, Mr. Meng, you are so talented, you are a master-level figure who is about to enter the National Art Museum. Besides, what's the use of a man being so beautiful? It's boring to be a little white face, a man's temperament is the most important, I think Mr. Meng, you are very temperamental. ”

Meng Junyao smiled again.

When others wanted to compliment him politely and complimented him from childhood to adulthood, it seemed that there were really no words, so he had to say that he had a good temperament, and he understood it very well.

"Teacher Meng, you are busy with creation every day, and there must always be someone around you to take care of your life, right? You have to trust me, and in two days I will introduce you to a good girl who knows the roots. ”

This is not the first time Lao Li has mentioned this matter, but today, Meng Junyao did not explicitly refuse for the first time, probably because he had been lonely for too long.

He has been bohemian all his life, and he often goes to places to have fun when he is lonely, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, and it can only relieve a moment of boredom, and his heart is still very lonely.

A few days later, the "Little Girl Selling Flowers" stood out from 5,000 entries and passed the second round!

Only 100 works have been shortlisted, and only 30 will be selected for exhibition at the National Gallery.

Meng Junyao felt very relieved in his heart, feeling that there was still fairness in this world, and the wind and cold that had dragged on for a long time had also improved. Xiaobai is right, gold will shine sooner or later.

He opened another bottle of wine to celebrate, and silently watched the progress of the event.

Lao Li Xing rushed to the door and said, "Teacher Meng, congratulations on double happiness!"

"Apart from the exhibition, what other happy events do I have?"

"There's also a real happy event! I've got the thing to introduce you to, it's my distant relative, and he's a little older, but it's still 2 years younger than you. Although you are divorced, you have no children, and you are very simple, I just don't know if you dislike it?"

Meng Junyao smiled and said: "How can I be qualified to pick and choose, my software and hardware conditions, people don't dislike me, it's good." ”

Lao Li said: "Yes, yes, just find someone who can live with you these days, the young and beautiful ones are not reliable, and besides, aren't they all the same when the lights are turned off?" ”

The next day, the two made an appointment to meet in a small restaurant.

Meng Junyao dressed mechanically and put on shoes before going out, his mind was blank, he didn't have the excitement or nervousness to go on a blind date at all, nor did he deliberately make any appearance modifications, and he didn't care if a button fell off his shirt, let alone prepare flowers or small gifts.

In his life, he only thought of giving gifts to Xiaobai, and he didn't have this tendon for anyone else, especially for his boss who should give gifts.

Naturally, he didn't report any hope of success on this blind date, so he went through the motions and resigned himself to fate.

In the small restaurant with slightly orange lights, the woman is late, slightly fat, wearing a coat that doesn't fit well, and her hair is densely curled and curly, like instant noodles that haven't been completely soaked - an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Meng Junyao, who takes art as his life, naturally has no feeling when he sees her.

Before, Lao Li had already shown the woman Meng's photos, without the slightest PS, so the woman was psychologically prepared for Meng's appearance and looked very calm.

The truth that you can't judge people by their appearance is one of the deepest truths that Meng Junyao has experienced in this life, don't do to others if you don't want to do to yourself, so he politely chatted with the other party with a match, trying to tap her shining soul under her ordinary appearance.

He talked about art, music, poetry and distance, but to his disappointment, the other party only seemed to be interested in such trivial things as the price of vegetables in the market, who in the neighborhood was married for the second time, and which husband and wife fought.

Meng Junyao was silent, silent for a long time.

In the end, say goodbye politely, in fact, there is no need to say goodbye.

The woman's feedback to the introducer Lao Li is like this: "Actually, he is not so ugly, just plain ugly." In today's society, if you are rich enough, the ugliness is nothing, but if you are both ugly and poor, then the problem is more serious!"

The implication is that this ugly and poor nerd who can only break art is not looked down upon! Art can't be eaten!

The kind-hearted Lao Li was embarrassed and stammered for a long time.

Meng Junyao understood and smiled: "Lao Li, in fact, you don't have to be so tactful, I already knew that people didn't fancy me." ”

"Teacher Meng, I'm really sorry, I'll introduce you to something else. ”

"No, I'm probably destined to die alone. ”

"Teacher Meng......"

The kind-hearted old Li had a sad look in his eyes.

"I mean, I'm still freer by myself, hehe," Meng Junyao patted him on the shoulder hard, "Thank you, Lao Li, I understand your intentions." ”

That night, Meng Junyao finally completed the portrait of Xiaobai, not the one that participated in the competition.

He lit a cigarette and sat there staring motionless for more than 1 hour, feeling as if Xiaobai was accompanying him.

This is a way for him to stay together - not to harm her, but to treasure her in the softest place in his heart.

After a few more days, Lao Li came to him again in a hurry, this time not knocking on the door but slamming the door, so strong that the whole corridor could hear it.

Meng Junyao thought that he was going to mention the matter of the object again, and was about to refuse, but Lao Li was out of breath and gave him a newspaper of the day: "Teacher Meng, what's going on? Among the 30 works that were shortlisted, why didn't you have you!"

Meng Junyao's face changed slightly, and he grabbed it to take a look - sure enough, his name fell to Sun Shan and he had no chance with the National Art Museum!

He was stunned, and the long-standing expectations were disappointed.

The enthusiastic Lao Li was still complaining about him, picked up the newspaper again, read the announced selected works one by one, and belittled them one by one: "Look at it, what are these paintings? How can it be compared with your masterpieces, Mr. Meng? What level are the judges? It's so unfair, it's too unfair!"

Meng Junyao felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't ease it for a while.

Lao Li suddenly shouted again: "I'm going! What are you doing? It's just nonsense! A four-year-old kid's painting can also enter the National Art Museum? What is this painting?"

Although he was kind enough to complain for Meng Jun, Lao Li's words still invisibly deepened the damage he suffered.

The newspapers referred to the 4-year-old as little Picasso, and his paintings were dyed with colorful paint, but it was impossible to tell whether he was painting a god horse or what he was trying to express.

In fact, the child's creative process was to step on the paint barefoot, then run around on the huge blank drawing paper, and then squat down and scratch a few times with his hands, and someone held him up to the sky, saying that he was terrifying, extremely talented, and had unlimited potential.

Meng Junyao only understood how deep the water of the event was at this moment, and also remembered the shady scenes that Lao Tie said.

said that there is no registration fee, but in fact, people with intentions have already carried out capital operations in private, such as the parents of the 4-year-old child who are very scheming and capable.

In this year, in this world, if you don't use your hands and feet, you can't even beat a stinky child!

Meng Junyao was in a bad mood because of this, and he was depressed.

The original unhealed, coupled with excessive smoking and drinking, irregular work and rest, soon caused acute laryngitis and was hospitalized, breathing obstruction, and the situation was really critical.

After tossing for a night, he finally turned the corner and was hospitalized to recuperate.

Many of the students he taught heard about it and went to visit, as well as one or two friends who drank and meat.

There are no relatives because he is also a resident of the welfare home.

When the nurse went to check the ward, she saw that the patient who had just been rescued was looking at his mobile phone, and quickly rushed up to stop him: "Don't die!

Meng Junyao smiled and hid his mobile phone in the quilt, and didn't forget to play a poor mouth: "I don't want to listen to other people's words, but I must listen to the words of the beautiful nurse." ”

The nurse who yelled at him listened to the flutter, and her attitude was really much better.

With such flamboyant words, he can easily face others, but only to Xiaobai, he is very strict when he says every word, afraid of hurting her, and afraid of giving her too many unrealistic hopes.

What Meng Junyao saw just now was the portrait he drew for Xiaobai in his mobile phone, and he silently read while looking at his heart: I was born before I was born, and I am old when I was born. I don't hate Qing for being late, I only hate me for being early. I hope that I can live at the same time, and I will be good with you every day......

As soon as the nurse left, Meng Junyao immediately took out the mobile phone from the quilt and continued to look at it.

When I feel unwell, I hope that Xiaobai can be by my side, even if I don't do anything, it's good to just look at her smile and listen to her voice.

She is simply the most effective tranquilizer and reassuring pill in the world.

Meng Junyao had a bottle of medicine in his mind, and the label on it said "Little White Label Sedative".

I habitually went to her circle of friends again.

Xiaobai rarely posts on Moments, but recently he rarely posted one, and the photos are all cute teacups and dogs.

Although Xiaobai herself did not show her face, it is not difficult to see from the emoji she used that at least she was in a good mood when she posted this circle of friends.

Meng Junyao, who was ill, silently nodded a thumbs up.

"Even if you're thousands of miles away, it's enough to be happy to see you. ”