Chapter 11: She Worries Me
Her problem was pestered until I went to set up the stall, and by the time the stall was closed in the evening, I hadn't even come up with an answer, but my mind was not on it.
Because I'm worried about another thing, today, she didn't even walk past my stall, what's going on? Could something had happened to her? Or did she change her course?
I don't think it's possible to change the path, since she is willing to talk to me by letter, she will definitely not avoid me so deliberately. When friends get along, it is naturally better, and what you do deliberately will fall behind. Then something can't really happen to her, right? Bah, bah, the man is unscrupulous, and I secretly blame myself for being a crow's mouth.
She must have something going on today, she went back from another way, this is a normal thing, there is no need to make a fuss and worry too much, maybe by the time I get home, she will already be at home. I couldn't help but comfort myself in my heart and let Ah Q be in good spirits. It's just that when I think of home, I can't get up.
Alas, when she gets home and sees the notebook, will she blame me? I didn't leave the answer on it, would she think I was too stupid. Along the way, I was haunted by questions like this. A large truck passed by, and a loud horn sounded, startling me and almost being hit, I quickly retracted my heart and rode seriously.
I pedaled my bike fast with one purpose, to get home and see if she had left a note in her notebook. If she stayed, what would she keep? I'm curious.
Park the car, lock it, I just ran in three steps and two steps, and when I went up the stairs, I jumped in four steps and four steps in one step, and the excitement in my heart was really indescribable.
In fact, I am very conflicted at the moment. I'm worried that if she doesn't come back, will something happen to her that she really can't come back? If she came back, would she be disappointed to see that I didn't guess? The more I think about it, the heavier my steps become.
When I got to the door of the room, I didn't dare to open the door and enter, and I couldn't touch the key with my hand in my pocket, and the more I couldn't touch it, the more nervous I became. I had to encourage myself in my heart: don't be afraid, it's nothing, at most, she ignores me. I have nothing, nothing to gain, how to lose. Ordinary heart, normal heart.
Anyway, I opened the door and rushed to the balcony, my heart beating faster again. I took a deep breath against the wind and calmed my mind down. I moved the stone, picked up the notebook and opened it to see that it was still the seven-character poem she had left before, and nothing was added.
My heart couldn't help but feel relaxed, but at the same time, a sense of worry followed, didn't she come back? Or has she come back to read the book.,But seeing that I didn't leave a message.,Didn't leave anything? I'm really having trouble figuring out which of these two reasons is right? Should I worry that she won't come back? Or are you worried that she saw that there was no message? I was in a dilemma all at once.
In hindsight, I should have rushed with my head down the same way as I did when I first entered the door. It's like some strange salesperson who walks in front of the customer's door and doesn't dare to go in, constantly wandering outside the door, constantly thinking cranky, in fact, doing so will add more pressure to themselves.
The pressure will become more and more empty, and some people will be even more afraid to go in, and many people will even be afraid to turn around and give up the opportunity to visit strangely. Maybe the customers inside are desperately looking for your products, but you have given up such a great opportunity, I have to say that it is a pity.
At this time, the most important thing you should do is to don't care about anything, just rush in with your head stuffy, you have already rushed in front of the customer, it is impossible to turn around and leave, right? How rude is that? China is a country of etiquette, and I believe everyone has this courtesy. You can't turn around and leave, the only option is to introduce yourself to the customer, so this opportunity will be generated, we often hear people say that opportunities are created, that is what it means.
Interestingly, when you start to introduce yourself, when you speak, you will find that you are not so nervous, the whole person begins to slowly relax, and after a few such exercises, your whole mentality will be completely changed, and you will find that your on-the-spot ability is strong, and you are no longer the young business novice.
The thoughts in my heart kept intertwining, and my head felt like it was going to explode, so I had to rush into the bathroom and start showering. After taking a shower, my restless mood had calmed down. I took out the mat, spread it out on the balcony, lay down, relaxed, let myself not think about anything, enjoyed the wind, felt so comfortable, and fell asleep before I knew it.
At five o'clock in the morning, I woke up in a spirit, and I couldn't help blushing when I saw myself lying on the balcony in a pair of floral shorts. I got up and hid myself in the room and lay down, but I could not sleep any longer, and my ears were pricked up, and I kept an eye on her movements, and I secretly opened the door to the balcony and put it there, so that I could peek through the crack in the door.
It's a pity that God doesn't always favor me, which may be what people call the impermanence of the world. This time, I didn't see her, I waited until nine o'clock in the morning, my stomach was growling with hunger, I didn't see her get up, I didn't hear the slightest noise from her side, and I was finally sure that she hadn't come back.
My heart couldn't help but feel lighter. I got up and washed up, ate breakfast, and returned to my room, I insisted on updating the information that should be updated, and I couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep. Lunch? I didn't eat it. Let's go to sleep first.
When I woke up, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and I was hungry again, so I went down to make a bowl of egg fried rice to eat, and the feeling of watching the egg fried rice tumble was really good. When I arrived at the hotel, I said hello to the hostess and sat down in my seat and waited.
After a while, I watched a bowl of fragrant, steaming egg fried rice come to my seat, and when it was brought to me, the proprietress actually smiled at me and said, "Lady first, you wait, you'll be right away." As he spoke, he gave the egg fried rice to a girl at the table next to me.
My stomach protested again at this time, and I had to smile to hide my embarrassment, but at the same time I mentally greeted the eighteenth generation of my ancestors who invented the phrase: ladies first, and then waited for my egg fried rice with peace of mind. After eating, back in the room, Lady First popped out of my head again, and I utterly despised it again. That's right, ladies first. I suddenly remembered that I knew how to leave a message in my notebook, and it seemed that there was a certain amount of truth in the opposite.
Haha, how can a little seven-word poem be difficult for me? At this moment I became proud again, and took the precedence of ladies as a wise saying, forgetting that I had just degraded it for nothing.
My personality is like that, what is good for me, even if I am suppressed and worthless one second, the next second I will offer it like a god. It's not that there are no principles, it's that it's more important to live and live better than principles.