two or three days of birthday

When I came out of the bookstore, I took him to the stop sign where I could take the bus home. On the way, I passed the Adidas store. He suddenly stopped me and said that I would go in and have a look. Then he called him to hurry up.He refused, insisted on going in, and asked me, "Which pair of shoes did you fancy that day? I bought them for you as a birthday present."

At this moment, I wonder if his head was caught by the door panel?Or flooded?He quickly lied to him and said, "It's not this store."

"It doesn't matter, a brand's specialty store has the same style of shoes." I'm already considered stubborn, and compared to him, my stubbornness is simply something that can't be put on the stage.

The incident happened more than ten days ago. One day when I came home from get off work, I passed by an Adidas store. I didn’t intend to buy it at all, but I sneaked in.I looked to the left and looked again, and suddenly I saw a pair of running shoes and liked them very much, just like women like cosmetics. Regardless of the price of more than 300 on the price tag, I took it and walked to the cashier. The salesperson was also very happy Tell me how good this pair of shoes is, and then... a very embarrassing thing happened. I didn’t have enough credit card balance, and I swiped my WeChat wallet. I’m sorry, the balance in my card and WeChat wallet accounted for less than 1000 yuan .In fact, I didn't feel anything at first when I encountered such an embarrassing situation, but when I saw the face of the salesperson next to me who kept advocating just now, I blushed instantly.But I still didn't show weakness and pretended to be calm and said: "I don't have enough money today, so I won't buy it." Then I turned around and walked out in a serious manner. Rich."

I usually have a calm and indifferent personality, but at this moment I still feel very uncomfortable.I didn't want to pretend, I just didn't notice that I hadn't paid my salary yet.Feeling depressed, I sent an email to a friend from far away at night and talked about it. The friend replied to the email and said, "It is really embarrassing to buy shoes. I think you are going out in a serious manner. You may not need to spend money. Otherwise, embarrassment can be avoided.”

I don't know what Huabei is?So I answered the email and asked curiously: "What is Huabei?" It is estimated that friends will think that I am too "idiot" besides laughing at my stupid question.

I told someone everything about this matter on the phone, including my psychological feelings and a little bit of inferiority, and treated him as a "trash can" for me to vent.At that time, besides comforting me for a while, someone didn't have much other meanings. Who would have thought that he would actually write it down.

"I'm crazy, do you want to go crazy with me?" I couldn't hold him back, so I could only let him drag me in. In fact, it was still the shop, but I didn't know if it was the salesperson. After all, I was a face blind person. .

"I want to buy something you like, why don't you?" As he walked in, he asked again: "Hey, which one is it?"

"Damn it" I cursed in my heart, "Brother, you know I never believed in love at first sight, it was love at first sight then, but I have no interest in it now." I'm not lying, it's true, when I have no money When I decided not to buy it, my attitude towards the pair of shoes instantly changed from pampering to passer-by.I never believe that love at first sight can last forever, I still like to make love for a long time, and slowly develop the feelings that are brewed.

"But I haven't bought anything for you today."

"I didn't give you anything! You gave it to me in advance, okay? Didn't you buy a set of Hanfu as a birthday present for me in May? Do you have a bad memory? Or do you think you have too much money?"

After waiting for three or two sentences, I found that the expression on his face was a bit relaxed, so I quickly took this opportunity to pull him out.

He was going to the supermarket to buy some meeting gifts for my parents. I didn't stop him, because if I were going to meet the parents at his house, I would be ashamed to come empty-handed.

There are two jewelry stores on the first floor of Beijing Hualian Supermarket, and then a certain person started to go crazy again. I feel that it is impossible to stop him from going crazy, because he made up his mind to buy a ring on the spur of the moment.

I was very helpless and asked him: "Do you think it's appropriate for two men to buy rings together?"

"There's nothing inappropriate."

"You..." I was a little more anxious when I couldn't do what I could, so I had no choice but to go crazy with him, "Then you are not afraid, I have to risk my life to accompany the gentleman to be with you."

"That's silly," he said with a smile.

The two of us walked over and walked around the ring counter. The salesperson inside asked if he wanted to buy a ring and what style he wanted.A certain person nodded with a "hmm", then pointed at me and said, "Due Ji, he...is in love."

"..." I saw that his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating, as if he had nothing to do with himself. I was very curious when he could tell a lie so naturally. He said it so beautifully that I couldn't help it. Be right.

In the whole process, I was a shy and reticent "protagonist" or a "protagonist" who had no opinion. He was my consultant and decision-maker, and he made up his mind.But I still played the role of "protagonist" thoroughly, saying: "Just buy a suitable one that is passable, and it is best to be neutral. My family doesn't like the fancy one."

Finally bought a pair of sterling silver ones, he handed me his mobile phone, we understood it just by looking at him, he wanted me to take his mobile phone to pay the bill, so that others would really think that I bought it for my daughter friend's.He simply put the box in his trouser pocket.

Walking side by side after coming out of the supermarket, each of them was carrying a pack of "meeting gifts", and seeing his bulging trouser pockets, he asked him, "When will you tell a lie without blushing?"

"When did I lie?"

"When you bought the ring, you pointed at me and said I was in love, so you want me to talk about a girlfriend?"

"Don't you have a date? And did I say that your date is a woman?"

"..."

"Who am I to you?"

"It's the person in my heart!" I quickly smiled to please him, begging him for mercy: "Brother, don't be angry, don't you see that when I see you, my IQ is off the line?"

He couldn't help but blushed, he was ashamed and said calmly: "Fool."

I hardly bring outsiders home, including former classmates, current colleagues, and friends who can be regarded as friends.So when I said I was bringing a friend home, my mom thought it was a [-] in [-] chance of surviving, and of course she was delighted, thinking I was starting to slide down the normal human relationship track Yes, after all, I am a very homely and closed person.Zhenzhen and someone are a natural match.

My parents are ordinary and hospitable like other people's parents, so their enthusiasm for entertaining someone made someone turn his head to look at me embarrassingly frequently, and I said to him: "Don't be nervous, they like you."

"If...if we confess our relationship, if my parents still like him so much..." I quickly shook my head, swallowing all the words that had been bred in my heart before they could be uttered out of my mouth.How can it be?No way, they like him now because he's my friend, a normal friend.

I led him around the rooms of my house, and finally stayed in the study.My grandfather can read, my grandma can't, and my parents can too. Although there are many books in the study, I am the only one who likes to read, so my family is not a scholarly home.

He stood in front of my bookcase and pointed to the two books of Sanmao standing inside, one was "Thinking" and the other was "Story of the Sahara". He asked me if I bought it not long ago, I said yes.I remember that when I told him that I bought two books by Sanmao, he thought it was incredible, because he knew that I didn’t really like other modern literary works except Zhang Ailing and Lu Xun’s works.

"Can you send it to me?" He pulled out "Story of the Sahara" and asked me.

I approached him, put my arms around his waist and said, "If you like it, you can take it as you like, don't ask me." After holding him for a few seconds, I let go and took a few steps back to distance myself from him.

My qin is also placed in the study, opposite to those bookcases. He doesn’t know musical instruments. Because of me, he rarely knows a little bit about zither. I feel very happy and proud of it.But I rarely play, mainly because I don't have time.

He opened the cover of the piano to the table, saw the strings on it limp, and said, "I'm sitting here reading a book, how about you play me a piece of music?"

At this moment, I really think that he is not a person in his 30s, he is still a child at all, so naive and cute.

"Then you have to wait for a while, I have to straighten the bridge and tune it." I opened the box of the piano head and took out the spanner and tuner, and asked him again: "What do you want to hear?"

He probably didn't think about what he wanted to listen to. He thought about it for a minute or two, and then said, "Can you understand "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"?"

"What do you think?" I laughed and scolded him "idiot" in my heart.

Well, I belittled myself for not being above IQ, who would have thought that someone would also become dull, "No, it's okay, I'll think about it again." I wanted to spurt blood for a moment, but he was fine, explaining like an old man : "I suddenly remembered that novel you wrote, in which the protagonist played "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" once."

I almost died laughing at him, and I said, "My God, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Did I say I wouldn't?"

I followed the schematic diagram of the piano code in my mind and used the fastest and most efficient method to directly arrange the piano codes one by one into the key of D, because the key of D is the most basic key of the guzheng, and it is too troublesome to switch to other keys. Transpose and tune.

I'm a bad notation guy, and it shames me that I can never remember notation.

I took out a sheet of folk music from the bookcase, turned to the page of "Moonlight Night on the Spring River", put it on the sheet music shelf, then put on my armor, and played it to him once in the key of D with enough strength.

I seldom play the piano in front of people. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are almost none. At most, I played in front of the teacher at first, and then in front of my family, and then it was him.

"How is it?" I asked him with a smile after I finished playing. In fact, I knew that although I played it smoothly, the effect was not very good. Besides, I haven't practiced the piano for a long time, so it's inevitable that I'm a little rusty at the beginning.However, as the saying goes, an insider looks at the door and an outsider watches the excitement. Although he understands a little bit, he is still an outsider after all.

"It's nice to hear. I'll trouble you to do it again."

what can I say? "Master Wife" has spoken, so I can only show off in front of him again while I'm having fun.

He moved his stool over and sat next to me, stroking the strings with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly asked me: "Aren't you going to write that novel?"

What he was talking about was my novel "Twenty Strings of Love". It's been a long time since I wrote it. At that time, I wrote two chapters with great interest, but there were too many things, so I procrastinated, and I procrastinated several month, until now he has no interest at all.

"I'm not in the mood to write now, let's procrastinate, and fill in the hole when I feel in the mood." I said, "Why don't I give you the account number and you can write it, anyway, you know the outline of the story, not to mention your writing style It's way better than mine."

"I have time to read novels, but I can write novels. Sorry, I don't have time." He was decisive.

I returned his big white eyes to show contempt.

In fact, I am not good at writing novels. I have no imagination by nature. My brain can't make up stories out of thin air, let alone make up attractive plots.In addition, I am too busy, have no time to code words, and have to go to work and study, which is really exhausting.

When he came to my house for the first time, I could tell he was nervous, probably because we did things that were deviant behind our parents' backs.So he said he was going to help my dad cook dinner together, and I agreed, thinking that maybe he would be more comfortable if he was busy with other things to divert his attention.

My dad is so good at cooking that I think he spoiled my picky eater mouth.However, although a certain person's cooking skills are not as good as his "father-in-law", they are not far behind.Seeing their "father-in-law and daughter-in-law" busy preparing dinner in an orderly manner in the kitchen, I think if he is a woman, my parents will probably rush me to his house tomorrow to propose marriage, and the day after tomorrow I will directly lead him to the Civil Affairs Bureau .

It's a pity... Fate and fate will be wrong.

My dad usually has a habit of having a couple of drinks, so after he drank two drinks at the dinner table, he said to someone with emotion: "You don't know, this kid doesn't follow me, I like to drink, but he doesn't drink at all. During those few days, he drank half a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and then he got drunk, and the strength of that sweet-scented osmanthus brew was about the same as beer."

I waited to see someone's answer, but someone had a calm expression and said with a smile: "I know, I know he doesn't drink, I'm better than him, I can drink a little."

It looks natural and flawless, but who am I?It was obvious at a glance that he was laughing, but he was not happy at all. His heart seemed to be tied to death by a rope, and he suddenly lifted it up into his throat unexpectedly, unable to lift it out, and had difficulty breathing.

"What happened to him?" I asked myself in my heart.

After dinner, when I observed him carefully again, he didn’t have any faint expression anymore, and he looked almost the same as before, which made me want to ask but didn’t know where to start. Maybe there was nothing at all, but I thought too much, so I Let it go.

We continued to stay in the study. Although the collection of books is far less than one-tenth of the Sisyphus Bookstore, it feels good to read in the study now. Anyway, we are all reading, and it is the same wherever we look.

My mobile phone, which had been quiet for almost a day, suddenly "buzzed" on the coffee table in the living room.

"Brother, just now the unit called to say that tomorrow... there will be a training meeting, which happens to be the job I'm in charge of, so I have to attend and can't ask for leave. I'm sorry..."

He lifted his eyes from the page, looked at me and said, "It's all right, work matters."

"It's going to be one day of training, and the next morning... you're leaving." I was very upset and felt uncomfortable.

He understood my thoughts, put his hands on my shoulders, and said, "Don't do this, we still have a lot of time, many years."

I turned around and closed the door of the study room and locked it, walked back to him again, stretched out my arms and hugged him tightly.

"Let's go back to the hotel." He said in my arms, "I'm going to disappoint your mother, and I promised her to stay overnight at your house."

We told a random lie, said goodbye to my parents, and took him back to the hotel.It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when I left home. As soon as he came out of my house, his whole body was not right. I couldn't tell what was wrong. Anyway, he felt weak all over.I asked him, "What's wrong with you? Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Your dad's drunk is too strong, and he's a little dizzy."

I know he's messing with me, but what can I do?I can only "believe it is true" and stop asking.But I know it's probably because I have to go to work tomorrow and we can't be together.I had already asked for leave, but who knew there would be such a fuss?I feel uncomfortable, and of course he is not feeling well either.