When Li Chuan was delivered to the door, it was raining lightly. There are a few scratch marks on his neck, marks from my anger. Thinking of Li Chuan's anemia, the wound is not easy to heal, I regret this in my heart, and I quibble to myself. Maybe this is the last time to be presumptuous to him, so be more ruthless.
I helped him trim his tie in the full-length mirror as usual, and exhorted hypocritically: "Remember to wear a turtleneck sweater when you go to work, otherwise people will laugh at you."
"… "refuse to answer.
I pretended to observe his wound and took the opportunity to change the subject: "Is your anemia serious? Why does your brother get so nervous every time he bleeds?"
"It's not serious, he is afraid that I will get infected."
"Are you susceptible to infection?"
"It's not easy." He closed his lips tightly, and the topic stopped here. Regarding his body and his illness, Li Chuan's answers are always specious and miss the point.
After going out, he stood on the steps and said, "Don't send money to that lawyer every month in the future, you know I don't need this money."
"I don't need the money either."
"Life in Beijing is very expensive, and your salary is not too high."
"I am tall among my peers, and I am very satisfied."
"Xiaoqiu," he held my hand, looked into my eyes, and said to me seriously, "If I can make you happy, I will work hard and never miss any chance. But, I can't, so... I quit. Didn't expect me to delay you for so long... I'm sorry."
I was crazy in my heart. Less than a month after Li Chuan came back, he unexpectedly broke up with me twice and three times. The most provocative romantic drama was only played once or twice. I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!
"What's wrong with you? Wasn't it normal just now?" I stared at him with wide eyes, "Besides, even if you can't, I don't care. The big deal is that you will change your ways and become a good woman in the future."
Someone was terrified, with black lines on his face.
I took the opportunity to ask again: "Li Chuan, what happened?"
A faint mist appeared in his eyes, misty and moist, like a distant mountain in the rain. He looked away from my face and looked at his watch: "It's okay, I have to go."
Every time I see Li Chuan's eyes like this, my heart softens completely. The colleagues who work with Li Chuan regard him as an ordinary person, only I know how difficult his life is. Leaving aside the fact that it takes three times as much physical strength as normal people to walk, in order to strengthen his bones, Li Chuan also takes a white pill every morning when he wakes up. In order to prevent irritation of the esophagus, you must drink a large glass of white water while taking the medicine. After taking the medicine, you must keep standing for 30 minutes and cannot lie down. Otherwise there will be serious side effects. Apart from staying up late to draw pictures, Li Chuan usually gets up earlier than me, so I haven't seen him take medicine much. Only once, after he took the medicine, he had a headache and nausea immediately. He was already on the verge of collapse, but he refused to lie down no matter what. I had no choice but to support him, and stood with him obediently against the wall for thirty minutes. After standing up, Li Chuan apologized to me, saying that he shouldn't bother me about this matter.
Google told me that Li Chuan did not participate in any public activities during the first three years after he left me. Even when his design won an award, he did not attend the awards ceremony. After that, there were occasional news about him on the Internet, for example, he presided over the design of several European projects, most of which were concentrated in Switzerland, which was incomparable with his previous workload. It was the last year that Li Chuan started to fully resume work. And when I saw him, apart from looking a little thinner, he didn't change significantly, he didn't look like he was seriously ill.
The air was very cold, I sniffed and sucked back the grievances welling up in my eyes.
After finally getting together with Li Chuan, there was nothing but quarrels. Li Chuan refused to tell me the truth.
Maybe, it's really fate.
It was Li Chuan who drove to the cafe on K Street.
In the car, I told him that I did move on. I have three appointments here.
On the way, Li Chuan didn't make any comments. When he was about to arrive, he finally couldn't help but said, "Do you date both men and women?"
"Give it a try. Maybe there's something wrong with my sexuality. Emma suspects I'm a lesbian."
"You...how could you be?" He was so embarrassed.
"Or, bisexual?" I added.
"Don't mess around, your sexual orientation is fine."
"That means you have a problem with your sexuality, you are gay. Your brother is, and so are you." — For a long time, the only reason I could accept for Li Chuan's departure was that Li Chuan was gay, because Ji Chuan was gay. Gay. And before he met me, Li Chuan was a frequent visitor of "Wolf Huan", so he must be a famous gay. Li Chuan did not shy away from chatting with me about Langhuan, saying that the coffee there is high-quality, the wine is delicious, there are many people in the art world, and he can talk to several of them. compassion.
"My sexuality is fine," he stated again, "you know I'm fine."
"Since we are all fine, why can't we be together?" Here it comes again, yes, I repeat the old tune. It's not a disease, it's not gay, it's not impotent, and there are no other women, the possibility is ruled out bit by bit. What's left? Parents disagree? (It seems that his family is afraid of him) Is it a spy registered in the Security Bureau (just based on his Chinese level)? Have been hijacked by aliens (can't you pick a healthier variety)? Or, we can't get married because we are brother and sister (with completely different blood types)? Nothing! I can't figure it out even if I think about it.
The corner of Li Chuan's mouth twitched, ready to attack. The car braked with a "squeak" and almost ran a red light.
Then, for the rest of the way, no matter how much I messed around, he just focused on driving without saying a word.
When we arrived at the cafe, he came down and opened the car door for me with an indifferent expression. I put on my coat, took out of my bag the scarf René had given me, and wrapped it around my neck. I was too curious, wondering why René wouldn't let me wear this scarf in front of Li Chuan.
Sure enough, Li Chuan's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Where did you get this scarf?"
"Shuang'an shopping mall, the monopoly department on the third floor."
With a "wow", he took the scarf off my neck: "Don't wear it, it's confiscated."
"It's such a cold day, don't let me wear a scarf, do you want to freeze me to death?"
"You are not allowed to wear this one."
"Why? What's bothering you?"
"This is—" He stopped just in time as the words reached his lips. Then, he looked at me strangely.
I suddenly realized: "This...isn't it for the ride (Note: gay parade)?" I took the scarf in my hand and looked through it, looking for the rainbow symbol.
"Pfft—" Seeing my flustered look, he couldn't help laughing, "No. You can wear it if you want, and I'll settle the score with René." After speaking, he drove away in a hurry.
A familiar aroma wafts through the cafe. A serving lady is holding a plate of coffee samples at the door for passers-by to taste.
I pushed through the door, ordered a medium coffee, and found a seat by the window.
Tian Zhen's song was playing on the radio: "A lot of problems happened in front of me, some happy and some unsatisfactory. The good or bad mood is always because of you, and I never think about myself..." At the climax of singing, a person walked towards me Come. At first glance, I thought I saw Zhu Shimao. The man's eyes were like bright stars, his eyebrows were like swords, he was tall and his expression was as serious as that of Zhu Shimao at the Spring Festival Gala. I think his seriousness is a bit funny.
I continue to drink coffee.
"Zhu Shimao" walked to the table, smiled and said, "Excuse me, is this Miss Xie?"
"Yes. Excuse me, are you—Mr. Chen?"
The song on the radio seems to imply something: "The swaying flower also needs your comfort, don't let it grow old and wither while waiting."
"Chen Jiuzhou."
He sat down, got up again, and asked me if I wanted dessert. I said no, and he went and bought a latte himself.
"Emma said that Ms. Xie's English is excellent." When I heard him address Emma in such an affectionate tone, I suspected that he was a lover Emma dumped. Emma has been in love with many men, and after the love is over, she has successfully turned all these men into her friends. Emma said that men are resources, they should not be wasted by the way, they are always useful. So Emma's spare time is very rich, and she has to deal with so many ambiguous boyfriends.
"improvise."
"Is Ms. Xie from Beijing?" His Mandarin is quite pleasant, but his words are too formal, with a strong nasal sound, and it has the taste of a drama.
Our conversation is heading in the direction of the traditional marriage revelation narrative. Everyone self-reports their education background, economic status, whether they should talk about marriage is not limited, the RV is complete, the salary is NK, sincerely looking for caring people under the age of X, with good facial features...
"no."
"So, where is Miss Xie from?"
"Is this important?"
Chen Jiuzhou finally said something funny: "It's not important, but the conversation has to go on, right?"
Although the blind date was set within 30 minutes, Chen Jiuzhou talked with me for almost an hour. During this period, I said a total of less than ten sentences, half of which were "um, ha, is it?" Mr. Chen introduced his work, the company's operation plan, stock trading experience, his vacation villa in Hainan Island, the luxury club in the capital, and said that he could take me to travel abroad. When I said I wasn't interested, he shook his head and sighed, "You're a student of English, but you haven't been to an English-speaking country, and you haven't seen the culture there. It's a pity!"
While listening to him silently, I was idly watching the scenery outside the door while stroking my nails. After a while, he politely said goodbye without asking for my phone number.
Then, I looked around and waited for the number two player. There was a tall boy at the nearby table who lazily raised his hand and said, "It's me."
I am more easily struck by beauty. The tall boy looks exactly like Takeshi Kaneshiro, very handsome and pure. He shouldn't be considered a boy, but he has a strong student spirit about him.
"Takeshi Kaneshiro" has a large stack of white paper in his hand, which is full of calculation formulas, long and complicated formulas, and all kinds of strange symbols. What a good student, he never forgets to bring his homework on dates.
But I still expressed my surprise: "You count by hand? Don't you use a computer?"
"Computer?" He shook his head, "Too slow."
"Can you calculate faster than a computer?" No way? Doctors in physics in our country are still in the stage of manual arithmetic, right
"First, I am deriving a formula, not doing calculations." He said, "Second, yes. If I throw this formula to the computer and give it some data, it will take days to calculate the result."
"So, the thing about robots ruling the earth in "Terminator" is wrong?"
"Of course. How can a computer beat a human brain?"
"What did you study?"
"Physics. What about you?"
"British literature."
Then, this person didn't sit down, but actually lowered his head and continued to reason about his formula. It's my turn to have a black line all over my face. Could it be that he has identified the wrong person? The man was handsome, but he didn't look like Emma at all.
"Excuse me, are you Esson?"
He nods.
I cautiously asked again: "Excuse me, are you here..."
"Yes." He looked at his watch: "The time given to me is from 2:30 to 3:00. It's 3:10, so we should finish before we start, right? My sister said, you still have I'll give him the next one."
"The next one is a woman."
"Male and female are made of particles."
My cell phone rang, and Emma called, informing me that Su Xin couldn't come due to something, and I'll make an appointment another day.
I hung up the line and said to him: "Your sister said that the next one is cancelled. Now you have 30 minutes. If you want to talk, hurry up. If you don't want to talk, we will withdraw. When you go back to report, don't forget to tell your sister, You didn't see me."
"Don't get me wrong, it's not that I didn't like you. I'm just a firm celibate."
I breathed a sigh of relief. This person finally has basic manners, without completely annihilating my self-esteem.
"Then why are you here again today?"
"My sister forced me, and my parents forced me. We regard the marriage of older youths as an administrative priority this year."
"Don't say that, people care about you."
"That's what bothers me so much. There are always a group of people in this world who are afraid that your life will be different from theirs. Didn't Russell say, 'Variability is the root of happiness'?"
I was a little touched, the doctor of physics is also concerned about the origin of happiness. Student Li Chuan, where is your brain
"Hey, how about this, I am also being forced. Why don't we pretend to be in a relationship and support each other when we are in a hurry, what do you think?"
He smiled innocently, like a neighbor's younger brother: "Okay! Do you have a mobile phone number?"
We exchanged numbers and drank coffee together. It was pouring rain outside the window. I asked Ai Song how he came here, and he said that he came by bicycle and planned to sit here until the rain stopped. I said I was leaving first and went out to take a taxi.
The cafe is on the street, but it was raining heavily. I waved my hand along the road for a long time, but none of the taxis stopped.
After waiting for about ten minutes, a car suddenly stopped in front of me, blocking me. I walked past the car and continued to wave taxis. Then, I heard someone calling my name, turned around and saw Li Chuan waving to me in the heavy rain.