38 Gray for four or five days

From the moment I decided I wanted to go on the road, I was destined to have this experience. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, I only experienced it superficially, and I was not changed or coerced by that experience.

prelude

I have trusted too many people, so I still believe in her authenticity and sincerity. I met the girl who seemed to be very kind on a blind date website, and after we chatted for a while, I directly put the question on the table, and I said, I am for blind dates. She also told me that this was exactly what she was aiming for, and we built a common ground, which paved the way for future development.

I have heard a lot of various scams on the Internet and experienced them once or twice, so there is a strong vigilance about the appearance of this girl. Under some strong premonition, he still walked step by step in the direction of trusting her.

The desire for love and the confusion about the opposite sex made me feel at peace, and she said that it was time to meet, and she took a leave of absence for this meeting. I thought about it again and again, and wanted her to push back the time a little longer because I had trouble taking a vacation. Another important reason was that I wasn't quite ready to meet. I was worried that it would be a sugar-coated bomb, so I hesitated. She continued to show me a showdown, and if I couldn't meet her, she wasn't sure how sincere I was.

It was a tough process and I didn't know how to deal with it. Should I completely dispel any illusions about beauty, or should I resolutely take a gamble? In the complicated ideological struggle, I decided to take a final gamble!

Day 1

I hurried on the train with a feeling of uncertainty and apprehension. My heart was exhausted, I didn't yearn for beauty, I was thinking about everything that might happen next, the more I thought about it, the more chaotic I became, and I had no clue, so I simply stopped thinking nonsense, and I comforted myself again, maybe it was beautiful! On the way, I received several text messages from the girl, as if she cared about me. The speculation and doubts slowly faded away.

When I was in the car, I had already discussed with her, and she said that she would come to the train station to pick me up, and I didn't refuse. I think it's okay to do this, after all, I don't know her well, at least let me have a time to have a basic judgment about her. However, when I got out of the car, she told me that she was sleeping late and asked me to take a taxi myself. I was disappointed for a moment, how could I have slept late if I had really taken this as a thing? I was at the train station and I was thinking that it would not be too late to make another decision. However, it is always a little unwilling to return to the same way in this way.

Her break of word suddenly made my nerves tense, and all the people around the train station seemed to me to be a bunch of liars with various purposes, and with every step I took, I had to look at everyone here with an unusually careful demeanor, and I tried to pierce the ugly faces of some of them, but I could not find any strong evidence.

I took a taxi to her community, and after waiting at the gate of the community for more than ten minutes, a thin girl walked up to me, she was dark-skinned, smiling, and couldn't see anything wrong. From the beginning of every conversation, I didn't notice the slightest falsehood, she always patiently talked to me, and my tense nerves slowly relaxed. Subsequently, I followed her to a vegetable market and bought a lot of vegetables, and I took the initiative to pay all the expenses for buying vegetables in order to be able to have some confidence in the following time. Along the way, we joked and talked about related topics, and she seemed very enthusiastic and made me think that she was the one who had been waiting for her for a long time.

At dinner, she introduced me to her brother who lived with her, and a girl. They were also very welcoming to me, as if they had not seen each other in a long time.

I couldn't sleep for a long time in the sweltering summer, and the warm air blew in from outside the window on the seventeenth floor, so I simply pulled the curtains aside and let the warm air rag into the room. My mind was long, carefully analyzing every detail of what happened during the day, trying to distinguish the real from the fake.

The fatigue of the day had already made me a little overwhelmed, and I fell asleep like fluttering.

The next day

Before I went, I had a desire to walk around. After all, it is the first time to go to this strange city, and it is inevitable that there will be many impulses and curiosities.

She took me to the subway, and I was a little embarrassed about my first subway ride, but I told her it was my first time. The first time she took the subway, there was no mockery in her smile, on the contrary, she smiled and said that she was familiar with it while sitting. I kind of admired her from this subtle episode!

Following her footsteps to a local snack street, I greedily ate two large skewers. At a shop that sells knick-knacks, she took the initiative to pick out gifts for my nephew and mother, and I was a little touched. But I didn't want her to break the bank, so I accepted her enthusiasm later. The feeling for her was a little closer......

At night, under her guidance, I saw the ancient Big Wild Goose Pagoda and the fountain that is said to be the largest in Asia.

After fulfilling some of my wishes, I went back home. She said she wanted me to know what she does, and I think she had to know what she was doing in the city!

Day 3

When I got up in the morning, the sun had covered the whole city, she held an umbrella and led me to a community, she and I were waiting downstairs, but at this time I had the first question, is the place to work in a big city be in a residential area? I also asked her very sincerely, she said that her job is a home office, this answer I feel reluctantly acceptable, then go and see what kind of home office!

After waiting for a long time, she and I met a beautiful woman, and I looked around the environment, which was a standard family room. This demure-looking beauty first talked to me about a lot of things that seemed useless to me, and during this time, "she" sitting next to me interjected occasionally, and I could barely cope.

The beauty said that I was about to fall asleep, probably because of the hot weather, and my mental state was not very good, which made the beauty on the other side a little embarrassed. She seemed to sense some impatience on my part, and she began to talk about the subject, which was to give me an idea of the "job" they were currently doing, which they called business. The beauty kept talking, and I kept staring into her eyes and listening. I saw her start to sweat, and the people I listened to were thirsty. During the whole process, the beautiful woman on the other side seemed to me to be my prisoner, and I was examining her.

One morning, after seeing the beautiful woman just now, I met a young man who looked relatively mature, and the young man looked calm after everything. I used all my, and at this moment, I began to reject them in my heart, but I didn't show it too much.

When I met two "elite" people, I began to struggle between emotion and reason. I was also honest with her, and I told her that I already knew about her work and didn't want to go any further. She was very uncomposed, confronting me with a threatening posture, and I looked at her with a little disdain, and she finally calmed down. She said let me finish the process, and after the walk, I was going to stay and follow me. At this time, my second question came, why do I have to go through this process?

I compromised, and I walked and walked.

In the afternoon, I met a man as old as my father, who spoke Shandong dialect. I talked to the guy for hours this time with some sincerity, but most of the conversation was purely coping.

After chatting, the uncle insisted on staying for a meal together, but it was difficult to refuse, so he stayed and had a dumpling with their family.

In fact, at this time, I have fully understood everything. I just didn't want to leave like this, I didn't want to watch her obsessive, and I wanted to try to convince her.

Day 4

The events of the third day were still repeated, but the people I saw were different faces, and they showed wisdom beyond ordinary people one by one, as if to suggest to me that meeting them was the greatest honor of my life.

The more real they behaved, the more fake I felt. At the end of the fourth day, I had another fight with her. I told her that I only want to talk about feelings, and everything else, talk about feelings clearly. She said, let me hold on and soon I'll understand everything.

During this time, I also gained some joy. I learned a lot from my time with them. But helplessly, I didn't come here to further my studies after all.

Day 5

Today I will understand everything, she said.

After an hour's bus ride, I arrived at an architectural park built by the state. She and her brother led me to discover hidden mysteries in every building that I used to enlighten my stupid mind.

Many of their deliberately choreographed stories struck me as too real and too fake.

I turned around and was about to leave. She and her brother were trailing behind, and I picked up my pace and left them behind. I had decided to leave like this, but she called me so much that I couldn't bear to leave like that.

No more smiles, no more warmth. I became the heartless one in their world, and I took my things and prepared to leave. I looked at her back as she walked away, and my heart was sad. I hope that one day you will be able to appreciate my sincerity and sincerity.

I left like this full of bitterness, and on the way out, my mood collapsed several times.

I couldn't believe it was happening to me, and I was skeptical about it. Thank you for her kindness, at least it hasn't done me any harm. As for my disappointment, despair, and helplessness, I slowly endured it myself.

I wonder if she'll wake up one day, and if so, will I be a real memory for her.

Pray!