Mr. Xu is a typical handsome man, sword eyebrow and starry eyes, nose high and straight, skin is not fair, but the face is clean and let a person relaxed and happy, to exaggerate a little bit, there is a Panglang's posture. But some people say that his good looks all rely on the big bangs to hold up, if he let him go to cut a bald head, still do not have to be compared to the master.
In theory, this kind of person should be like a star in the sky, enjoying his own natural aura of beauty, wandering in the flowers, attracting butterflies. But Mr. Xu is not like this, every time from the piano training room after work, straight home, even if his way home to pass through the liberation of the West Road, such as bars and nightclubs gathered place, he did not move the slightest want to go to have fun meaning.
The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it.
At that time, I was just in my third year of college, and I was a single dog for a while. One evening, when I was eating in the cafeteria, I heard two girls sitting across from me discussing the fact that they would be going to the next school to see the Conservatory of Music to see their welcome party. I thought, anyway, there is nothing to do in the evening, but also with the go to see, if there is a love affair, not to mention the conservatory, the art of the temperament is certainly not bad.
The result is that there is no love, but Mr. Xu.
I sat in a slightly inward position, in fact, according to my previous urine, I would like to sit on the side of the position, easy to get in and out, but this time, sitting on my left hand side is a big beauty, sitting next to her is also a beautiful woman, so can only be reluctant. The big beautiful woman only scanned me a glance, then moved his eyes to the stage above to go, obviously at that time to leave the stage there are five minutes of time.
I was about to rejoice that I had found a brilliant reason to strike up a conversation when there was a snap and the empty seat to my left was taken. I subconsciously looked over and it was Mr. Xu. Just when I did not think that I was ready to find the big beautiful girl to chat, I did not expect that the big beautiful girl opened her mouth first, I was flattered.
"Classmate, can you switch seats with him now?" She pointed towards Mr. Xu.
I shriveled up.
"It's better not to intrude, this handsome guy coming from the next school to watch our institution's performance is also enough of a show." Mr. Xu's voice is particularly thick, like it comes with two subwoofers.
"How do you know I'm not from your school? Could it be that you also know how to read faces?" I was astonished.
"That's not true, it's just a feeling." He gave me an apologetic smile.
I was still about to speak when the stage got rowdy and the show opened, so I returned my gaze to the top of the stage. After watching three or four programs in a row, I suddenly remembered that I did not come to see the program, so I took advantage of the stage host in the blah blah blah, to find next to the big beautiful woman to talk about the day.
She is obviously very bad to see me, her eyes seem to have some angry eyes, if I'm not wrong, must be blamed for me not and next to Mr. Xu change seat, but the conscience of the world, is he do not want to change, but also can blame to my head ah.
I watched another program, but felt sitting more and more is not the taste, then get up ready to go. But I was just about to get up, it was next to Mr. Xu pressed down.
"Classmate, I'm about to go on stage, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you to listen to my tune before you leave."
Since he had said that, I had no choice but to continue sitting down.
I thought he was a baritone and was going to sing something like Katyusha. Instead, he performed a piano solo, "Croatian Rhapsody", and as I listened to every note rush out of the black and white keys, my internal OS was "That's fucking awesome." .
"What did you think?" Xu asked.
"It was okay, I've heard this tune before." In fact, as soon as he finished playing, there was a long-lasting applause from the stage, and I didn't understand why he had to ask me what I thought, so I had to say it perfunctorily.
"Well, Maxim's tune, one of my favorite players." He smiled at me.
"Fast fingers like that, good at playing Strictly Come Dancing?" My mind jumped instantly.
"It's okay."
"Yo, let's cut up some time then."
He nodded.
That's how he and I became friends, making myself feel a little weird. I had intended to go for an encounter, but I didn't realize that I had encountered a big old man.
But Mr. Xu as a friend has a good thing, is to be able to use him *** enjoy advantageous resources, he is a clean look, so many times I can control the whole situation.
Later, there are many girls who want to know Mr. Xu through me, after all, they think it is easier to know me than Mr. Xu. In fact, they all thought wrong, always think that handsome men should be very high or cold, do not talk to ignore the talent is their standard, but in fact, Mr. Xu is very good contact, to use a bad word, is not to refuse.
No matter what reason you give for striking up a conversation with him, he'll always reply with his rich voice and healing smile, never with his nose turned up in the air, like he's the boss.
But he has a shallow affection for almost everyone, in other words, he's not someone who will befriend you. His heart is like a seven-tiered pagoda; you may be able to enter the first, second, or even the sixth tier, but you can never touch the tip of that pagoda, where there's a boundary that no one can ever hope to break.
It's easy to be friends with him, as long as you don't think about digging into him. But and he is a difficult thing, according to one of his former girlfriends with me crying words is, I know he is very good to me, but I do not know what he wants, I do not understand him.
A lot of people say he is a stone Buddha, Buddha is fraternal, compassionate, but it is also made of stone, not into the oil and salt, stubborn. During those days in school, he mostly walked around the campus alone, but he wasn't aloof at all, saying hello to oncoming acquaintances wherever he went. He also doesn't mind when people ask him to do something or other with them, or just take a walk with him, but only if you ask first. If you have to wait for him to open his mouth to say these words, you are ready to wait until your next life.
He has been working as a teacher at that piano training center for more than two years now, with a rather high salary, and has now bought a house in a neighborhood in the west of the river, living alone. Interestingly, no one knows when he moved in, and even many of his friends are still puzzled, ah, he has actually bought a house. He does not engage in those so-called housewarming, when others ask, he will smile and say, have lived in a long time, but also what housewarming.
Mr. Xu never took the initiative to greet his friends to his little nest to see, but whenever a friend put forward the idea, he will not hesitate to nod his head.
The house is only eighty square feet, two rooms and one hall, the guest bedroom has been transformed into a study, which is placed against the wall of a piano, dark red, and the whole house is very consistent with the style of decoration.
Speaking of decorating style, Mr. Xu's taste can let our friends surprised, I thought he was the kind of white as the main color, and then mixed with some other warm colors of the Western style, but in fact it is very different. All of the furniture is used mahogany, typical Chinese style, a literati atmosphere. Some people ask him how to get into this, he will only smile and say, like ah.
If there are fewer people, Mr. Xu will cook for us to eat, but when there are more people, most of the time it is a takeaway. Even so, I have only been to his home twice, once with a large group of people to go to the lively, once is too lazy to go home, so close to live in his home.
In addition to a bed in the master bedroom, there is no second bed in his house, and the sofa in the living room is made of wood, so if you use it to sleep, it will definitely be choked. So in the end, I can only sleep with him on the same couch.
Before going to bed, he asked me if I wanted some red wine. I laughed and flirted with him, why, you want to get me drunk?
He elegantly turned around, took out a cup from the cabinet, poured some red wine in it, took a sip, and said, "You're overthinking it.
I always thought that the bed is the best place to make friends, never mind with a man or a woman, as long as a lie down, what heart nuisance are unloaded.
"I think you are quite lonely." I said.
"Why is that?"
"I see that you're quite cooperative when you're playing with us, but once no one pays attention to you, you're very quiet. I'm wondering if you're forcing a smile."
"Let me put it to you this way, in the past, my family's education for me was to be nice to people, and to me, being nice to my friends means to cooperate with them to the best of my ability, so when you guys are lively, I can't spoil your fun. But the truth is, I still like to be alone. Think about it, on idle days, early in the morning, get up alone, pull open the curtains, and watch the warm sunlight pouring on your windowsill, where the orchid cries out for you to water it. I'll toast a loaf of bread, make a glass of milk, and have breakfast with the orchid***. In the morning, I'll practice the piano for a while, read a book, or if I'm really bored, watch a TV program. In the afternoon, I'll go for a stroll in the nearby park. You may not know how pleasant it is to talk to the pigeons or to the leaves sometimes. In the evening, I come home, take a bath, change into my pajamas, sit on the sofa, cuddle up with snacks, watch a movie, and when I'm tired and sleepy, I go to bed. Isn't that a wonderful day?"
My eyes glared like brass bells in the dark, "Are you living a fairy tale?"
"Of course I'm not living a fairy tale, so I have to socialize. Outside of socializing, I still want to live my life as I was meant to."
"Then you are tired of living."
"It used to be a little tiring, but not anymore, or else why would I have kept you here instead of giving you a room in a nearby hotel."
"You're a character."
"Everyone has a bit of character."
We are all walking our own way, some people's road is a little wider, they will invite some friends to accompany, some people's road is a little narrower, you have to squeeze into his road, you will make him no way out.
We can be like two parallel lines, can be infinitely close, can move forward together, but parallel is parallel, will not overlap. You can approach me from any node, if you are kind, I can share my warmth to you, but do not try to change my trajectory. I won't walk into your life, and you won't end up staying in mine. Our bodies touch, our shadows overlap, but our souls move on separately.
Mr. Xu's life journey is narrow, narrow can only accommodate him alone, and that all the way along the lush orchids. But his journey is a station, in the station, he can stop, and then to warm smile to meet every one who wants to come to his station to rest. When he has rested enough, and you have rested enough, you will depart on your own, and before reaching the next stage, please let him travel alone and free.
A friend said, Mr. Xu is so nice, how come he still feels lonely?
I smiled and said, with people and that is his cultivation, besides, he is not lonely, he just looks lonely in our eyes, we do not have to go to great lengths to warm him, he does not need, he once said, everyone has a character, solitary is his character, right.