End Lin Xue'er's transatlantic call.

I sat in the office, didn't come back to my senses for a long time, and was depressed.

"The taste of parting is stronger than wine, and people are thin, which is not as good as the willows in the east of the wall."

One parting, two sorrows.

Now it seems that it has always been me.

After thinking about it for a long time, I gradually understood that my feelings for Lin Xueer may have been wrong from the beginning, right?

A few years ago, I saw my humble past in her, and I felt pity, and then continued to deepen my relationship.

She has had her own ideals since she was in high school, and has planned, paid, and fought for them.

Does she love me?

She did.

But her affirmative reply in the past deserves my re-examination.

Today's ending shows her love for me in the past, isn't it a lie?

Thinking of this, for a while, I was a little surging and couldn't help myself.

However, I gradually calmed down again.

Commenting on our past interactions like this, is my mind too negative and my view of her too realistic?

I closed the door to reflect, and before I knew it, it was getting late, and the night was quietly falling.

The company has long been empty.

I went downstairs, started the car, and thought that I was alone, and I didn't even want to go back to my accommodation.

Sitting in the car, I couldn't even think of where to go for a long time.

Dazhi is married, and he has to accompany his new wife, so he can't run to his house and use him and Lan Hong'er as light bulbs.

Langu's clubhouse? I just went there yesterday, and I went again today, and it was a little inappropriate to go too often.

Where are other friends? It's just time to get off work, and everyone is at home with their families, so I can't make a mess.

It seems that I have just returned from abroad, and I really have to seriously rethink what Dazhi said to me.

It's time to find the right person to form a family.

But where is your other half?

I remembered the ideas that Oshi had repeatedly told me.

"In these days, where is the so-called love?"

In Beijing, such a fast-paced life, maybe it is really as he said, fast-food marriage is the only way out of love, right?

Beijing is so big, and I live in several places where I live, and I can't even go anywhere.

I was stunned in the car for a long time, and finally decided to go to the tavern that I frequented with Daishi first.

The tavern was still as quiet as ever.

I sat down, ordered two dishes, and when I ate what was in my mouth, I didn't feel like I used to, like chewing wax, there was no taste, and my appetite was very bad.

The owner came over and sat across from me.

"Young man, have something on your mind?" , he lifted his glasses and asked with concern.

"Oh, it's not a big deal." , I replied vaguely.

The boss didn't say anything, stood up on his own, and after a while, brought a jug of wine from inside.

He sat down across from me again.

"I remember you, you and Dazhi often come to my place for dinner, you call it a big country, right?"

I nodded.

"Mr. Great Power, it's okay for a while, right?"

I hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's not a big deal." ”

Looking at the posture, the boss asked me this question with a wine jug, and if I got a positive answer, the old man probably wanted to pull me to drink.

Sure enough, he raised the pot in his hand.

"Young man, the store is not busy today, and you are a regular customer, I see that you are a little out of state, so I will take the liberty to disturb you."

"How about we have a drink?"

He looked at me with a smile.

It's hard to be warm, I'm bored anyway, and it's good to have a drinking buddy.

I nodded my head in thanks.

When the old man saw that I had agreed, he immediately became interested.

"Brother, you're here today."

"My wine is old wine that has been stored for 20 years, and I usually don't want to drink it."

He chuckled, revealing two rows of teeth blackened by the smoke of the roast.

"If you have good wine, you have to have a good story, I have good wine, I saw that you were in a bad mood just now, can I exchange my good wine for a story for you?"

I smiled and shook my head, indicating that I didn't have a story of my own.

The boss poured two glasses of wine, one in front of me, picked up the other in front of him, and drank it up.

"Good wine!" He frowned, and then the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

"Young man, I'll give you an unexpected surprise today, good wine and good stories, all served in the small shop, how about it?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared into my eyes.

The wine he had just drunk looked like it was going to be strong, and his cheeks flushed.

"Okay, brother, thank you."

I picked up the glass, and before I could reach my lips, a crisp aroma of wine came to my face.

"Thank you in advance." , I also followed his example and drank it all.

The wine went down my throat, like a line of fire going straight to the internal organs.

"Good wine."

As expected, the wine was strong.

After a glass of wine, I was slightly drunk and felt dizzy, but my mind was unexpectedly very clear.

The boss then picked up the pot and filled it with wine again.

Then, habitually squinting his eyes, he began to tell his story.

"I, in fact, am also an old Beipiao, when I first came to Beijing, I was only in my early twenties."

He picked up his wine and drank another glass, as if his mind had returned to decades ago.

"At that time, I had nothing in Beijing and no education, so I made a living by loading and unloading goods in the market during the day, and I relied entirely on my own strength to make a living. I didn't have a place to go at night, so I lived in a culvert under the bridge. ”

"I've lived this life for three years."

"Three years."

He stretched out three fingers and gestured, as if he wanted to forget the unbearable hardships at the same time.

"I just came to Beijing, and I didn't have anything, and I lived in the basement for a few years." I said with a smile, it seems that I have a common topic with the old man, and I started with nothing.

"Even this kind of hard life did not make me give up the pursuit of all good things. I secretly fell in love with the waiter at a small restaurant in the market. ”

"I'm young, I'm strong, and I do manual work, so of course I eat a lot, and that small restaurant, where the food is cheap, is a place that people like me frequent."

The old man remembered his first love, and his face was flushed, filled with a flash of warmth.

"I eat a lot, I earn less, I can't eat enough every time, I go for a long time, the waiter gradually gets familiar with me, and will add some amount to the food I ordered in private, or deliberately leave the leftover meals eaten by others to me."

The old man's words reminded me of Ah Hong's assistance to me during the Yellow Mansion, and suddenly my chest seemed to be blocked by something, and I panicked.

I picked up the wine in front of me and drank it again.

"She's beautiful." , the boss muttered to himself.

"She takes care of me differently, I know in my heart that she should actually like me, but I am a big man, I have no fixed place, and the reality makes me really not have the courage to confess to her, I am a big man who stands up to the sky, and I can't take my beloved woman to live in Qiaodong for my own selfish interests, right?"

After the old man finished speaking, he lowered his head sadly, and the dry eyes hidden behind his reading glasses glowed brightly.

I can relate to his experience.

"And then?" My heart felt like something was grabbing me.

"Later?" , the boss sighed.

"Our time was different from you, brother, we were too simple at that time, where can we compare to you young people? In the era of the Internet, people who live in bridges and caves dare to date people who live in villas? With that, he shook his head and smiled wryly.

"I like her, and she likes me, but we didn't even hold hands in the end." The old man sighed again, as if lamenting that he had not been born at the right time in his best years.

"Later, in response to the construction of the capital, the big market was demolished, and I was the first batch of outsiders to be kicked out of that area."

"In order to make a living, I went to other markets to find work, but from time to time I would take a car and walk dozens of kilometers to visit that small shop to eat, just to see her."

His words reminded me of when I was in love with Ding Ling, I often found excuses to create all kinds of encounters, the only difference is that people admire each other, and I am just hot with a shaved head.

I listened carefully to his next story.

"I have the motivation to work, and hope, I work hard to make money, and I can finally rent the basement you said in Beijing, and I have my own nest in Beijing, I rushed back to the market to find her, and planned to confess to her."

I held my breath and hoped that the old man would get his wish.

"Guess what?" He took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.

I didn't have the courage to answer him, whether it was a comedy or a tragedy, I as an audience had no right to decide.

He shook his head.

The expression was very helpless and painful.

"I rushed to the old market, which was already unrecognizable, and I didn't go there for a few days, not only the market was demolished, but the surrounding facilities were also demolished, and the small shop where the girl worked was also demolished.

The old man paused.

"I didn't do anything that day, I sat there dumbfounded, watching the demolition workers clean up the site, at that time, the communication method was still very backward, unlike now, it is a mobile phone and a computer, you see how stupid my brother is, I didn't even leave any contact information for the girl!"

"How stupid am I? I lost the woman I liked! ”

The old man said that his mood was a little abnormal, and he stood up, as if the sitting posture suppressed his emotions.

My emotions were deeply affected by him, yes, the world is impermanent, who knows, what precious things will you lose in the next second?

I now know a little bit about the origin of the shop, and why the layout of the shop has not changed over the years.

Knowing this, I became more and more sad, and when I raised my glass, and when I drank it again, the spirits became as tasteless as white water.

"Did she never come back to this place?" , I calmed down a little and asked him.

"That was many years later."

The boss sat down again and drank another glass of wine.

"I made money later, and when I came back here, this was the location of the small market shop back then, and I rented a store of the same size, according to the layout and decoration in my impression, hoping that one day, the people I was looking for would be like me, and revisit the old place."

"Time flies, and it's decades in a flash." This time, the old man didn't hold back, or the effect of the liquor was beginning to show its power, and his voice was a little choked.

"Finally, one day, a woman came to my shop with the help of a young man."

"That person is her, she's old, but I still remember her!"

The old man's hand holding the flask trembled slightly, and it was obvious that at this moment, his emotions were like turning over the river and the sea.

"She was so excited, as soon as she entered the door, she kept saying, this is it, this is it."

The owner put down the flask. Stand up again.

"In fact, she, like me, has never given up searching, but she has no culture and is not familiar with Beijing, so she has never found it."

The old man said, a little excited.

"After the store was demolished, she returned to the countryside, and later got married and had children, and she never forgot this place in Beijing, until she was found to be terminally ill, and her son told her son her wish for many years, and with the help of young people, she found this place."

"I got my wish." The old man said, his furrowed brows furrowed.

"I've been guarding this store alone for so many years, and in the end I still see the people I want to meet."

"Now that she is gone, I have no regrets about being able to stay with her in her last days."

The old man sighed with relief.

It seems that he has fulfilled the wish of his life.