Chapter 20 the dreams you and I had together

I have an older sister and a younger brother, and I have been the second elder injustice in other people's mouth since I was a child.My siblings are not much different in age. I neither received the care and love of my parents for the first child, nor did I receive more attention because I was a son like my younger brother. My biggest wish when I was young was to get fair love from my parents.But then I found out, that's never going to be possible.So I longed to grow up quickly and escape. So, when I met my uncle and was pampered by him like a child, it is conceivable how quickly I fell.

The uncle I met when I was twenty-two was thirty-seven years old.He works as a vice president in a real estate company, is divorced, and has no children.I had just graduated from university that year and was working in a cafe. Because of the rebellion in my bones and the romance in my nature, I never planned to work from nine to five step by step.Owning a coffee shop is my dream. The female owner of the cafe I worked part-time came back from abroad.She taught me a lot, how to make all kinds of coffee, how to bake biscuits, pizza and cheese baked rice, how to make beautiful and delicious cocktails, how to make delicious and simple sandwiches, how to fry steaks to protect the gravy from losing, and so on.

I learned very hard. The uncle said that when he saw me for the first time, he was attracted by the brilliance in my eyes.Now that I think about it, that was my hardest time.I was the only employee employed in the shop, and I didn't touch the ground when I was busy. Whenever I had time, I learned from the boss and asked questions. When I noticed the uncle, he had already settled his lunch in the cafe for seven consecutive days. Then one day, he waited for me until 10:30, and asked me to sit down at the Little Paradise Bar next to the cafe. When he learned that my college major and my dream didn't match, he toasted me: "The girl is so brave."

The uncle said that he also wanted to be brave once, whether it was work, love, or life.Then he asked me, "Can you help me?" "How can I help you?" I shook my head, "I have nothing." "You are young, brave, and have dreams." The uncle replied, "Also, you stole my heart." After the time has passed, when I think about the words of love again, it should mean this: "I want to use your youth, bravery and dreams. You stole my heart, and you have to return more." Because I have never taken advantage of my elder sister and younger brother, it is natural to pay back for stealing other people's hearts.

He's been really nice to me.After that date, he would sit in a cafe every day after get off work, waiting for me to get off work. Take me out after get off work to eat something delicious from his experience, and then send me back.He is a gentleman and gentle.Every time he gets in the car, he puts his arm over the door so I don't bump my head.He bought me a lot of gifts, things that young girls like, clothes, cosmetics, digital products and even luxury bags.He also patiently listened to me, whether it was a childhood story that was labeled as "tragic", or a bright future with too many fantasy elements.

At that time, I had been working part-time for half a year, and I had learned all my "skills".Occasionally, when I have a break, my uncle will take me to other cafes to learn. We walked almost every coffee shop in the city and talked to all the coffee shop owners. Then one day, the uncle took me to an empty room in an office building, and he asked me, "I think it's time for you to be the boss." I was startled, then squatted in the corner of the room and cried.The uncle also squatted down, and we hugged each other in an ugly squatting posture. I asked him, "Do you love me?"

He nods. I said, "I love you too." I love him, maybe just because no one has ever tried so hard to please me.I love him, maybe just because he loves me. But that's my promise. Later, I quit my job and started renovating our café.The two walls are used as built-in bookshelves, and a lot of green plants are bought to fill the corners.Travel to all parts of the country to buy furniture, art decorations and small things. That was the busiest and happiest time for me.The cafe was renovated and the uncle resigned.As in my long dream, the people I love and I open a store together, we are busy together, we idle together, and we count money together.

In the beginning, it was really sweet.Uncle works as a waiter, and I make various coffee snacks.Because of our ambiguous behavior, people asked about our relationship. The uncle always replied like this: "Well, I am pursuing her." He is very gentle and never seems to get angry.Occasionally when I blame him for making a mistake in ordering, he will smile and say, "I'll pay attention next time." We had a problem, probably two years after opening the store.Opening a coffee shop is not actually a profitable business.Both of us started to get anxious when the business was getting worse and we couldn't even make ends meet.

We often quarrel over little things.Even in front of the guests did not stop arguing. The cafe used to be clean and artistic, which made people linger and forget to return, and the TV station also came to take pictures.Now, the debris has been piled up for a long time, and no one has cleaned it up.The books on the shelves were half empty and not filled.There are fewer and fewer guests.Most of the time, we were in the empty cafe, playing with computers, and no one wanted to talk to each other, or stood up and cleaned up. Once, a customer directly pointed out, "What's wrong with you two, just solve the problem."

My uncle and I looked at each other, then fell silent. We tried to understand each other's thoughts, expressed our dissatisfaction with each other openly, and vowed that business is the most important thing.But the problem seems to come and come again, emerge in endlessly. In the end, we only thought of a solution, to transfer the cafe.In this way, it can be revived under the blood of the new owner.And what about my uncle and I? After signing the transfer contract, we sat in the cafe for a while, politely waiting for the other party to break up first. It's just that I didn't expect that my heart would hurt so much when I said this.

Humans are actually emotional animals.Especially weak people will be hijacked by emotions and do things that are not good for life. After the divorce, I started to get restless and anxious.Whether it is work or life, it makes me feel depressed and difficult to breathe.I used to try to go to a lot of events to divert my attention, and I also met girls online to meet.But it seemed that no matter what I did, I couldn't find the exit until I met Jiahui. Jiahui works part-time in the coffee shop downstairs of my company.The first time I saw her, I was attracted by the brilliance in her eyes.It's so touching, those are young eyes burning with dreams, people want to sink into those eyes to find out what's going on, and then get a little heat back from the fire. It seems that men of my age are no longer impulsive because of love.We look at women, of course, not only limited to the pleasure she brings us, but also other things. Jiahui is not a beauty in the traditional sense, but she looks sweet and full of positive energy.She is sincere, focused, and likes to be true.It was something that a man desperately wanted to keep when he was approaching his forties, but still slipped through his fingertips. I still remember that at the beginning, I asked the client to go there to discuss things, and it was already very late.I ordered coffee and the client ordered a cocktail.But she suggested that we try her newly learned lotus sleeping tea, saying that it was late and drinking coffee was not good for sleep, and the gentleman who ordered the cocktail had his car keys on the table. She was so sincere that we all laughed. Even the owner of the cafe accepted that Jiahui worked in the cafe because of her "sincere purpose" of opening a cafe, and was willing to give her all. Who wouldn't want to get closer to a sincere person?As a timid "lost man" who pays attention to maximizing profits at work, considers cost-effectiveness when buying things, and doesn't even have dreams, I actually observed Jiahui for a long time before dating her. But on the first date, I had a feeling: this person, right. It's like assigning work to subordinates, who is good at which job, and has a seventy-eight percent certainty in his heart.I feel the same way about Jiahui. This person may save me from the embarrassing moment, and my work and relationship will be restructured because of her. The long-lost excitement and excitement throbbed in my heart, and I even made the decision to open a coffee shop with her at that time. We started dating, and I organized it and enjoyed being with her.Her unhappy childhood experience also softened my heart, and I was willing to spend all my money for her. And I really fell in love with her when I took her to see the rough office building that I had rented to open a cafe.She cried and asked me if I loved her, because she lacked love when she was young, she was like a little lamb begging her mother to lick her, so pitiful and touching. Anyone would fall in love with Jiahui, I guess, but unfortunately, it was me. When the cafe opened, I quit my job.Because I was afraid that my colleagues would not understand, I felt a little bit disappeared.In fact, at that time, I encountered a bottleneck in my work, and I couldn't get up or down. Although I had the title of vice president, I didn't have any authority at all.When I went to open a coffee shop, I also had ambitions in my heart: What if I grow bigger and open a chain?It's time to show you villains. In the beginning, the cafe did a good job.Jiahui and I are very attentive and strive for perfection in every little detail.Through Weibo and WeChat marketing, and invited some well-known scholars to give lectures, for a while it became a gathering place for literary and artistic youth.I am very busy and tired every day, but occasionally I meet Jiahui's eyes, and I am secretly glad that my choice is correct.It doesn't matter if it's the person in front of you, or the job of the waiter carrying the dishes and wiping the table. I even had a plan to propose to Jiahui, but nothing happened.This of course stems from the selfishness and weakness of a man I am not sure I have the courage to step into marriage again. During the happiest period of opening a cafe, many customers asked me what I used to do.I occasionally chat with regulars about past glories. "Then why are you here to open a coffee shop?" I turned my head to look at Jiahui who was busy in the bar, smiled and said nothing. The regular customers tacitly felt that I was so romantic and artistic that I gave up the prosperous past and lived a life of seclusion for the sake of the girl I love. Afterwards, business gradually declined.Because the cafe is opened in an office building, there is not much conspicuous facade.And other more literary and petty bourgeoisie cafes have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. We will use Weibo and WeChat to market, invite scholars to give lectures, and others will too. When we reconciled the accounts one day, we found that we had been losing money for three consecutive months, and Jiahui and I were a little dazed.I started getting a little anxious.Gradually, this anxiety became more and more serious, and even transferred to Jiahui.Even if I don't want to admit it, I have to say that I haven't been able to stop the regret. Once, I ordered an order for Jiahui, but she missed a cup of coffee.The guests urged me, and I was very angry.We quarreled in front of our guests. I blame her for being careless.She complained that I went online after ordering, not thinking about business.Later we started a cold war, lying on the bed at night, Jiahui took my hand, I turned around and hugged her. And just like that, we enter a cycle of quarrel, cold war, and reconciliation.People's emotions can affect the things around them.People who are in a bad mood can't make delicious coffee and delicious food, let alone pursue perfection and excellence. Business gradually became barren.At the same time, what was barren was Jiahui's eyes. When I finally looked at Jiahui seriously one day, I saw her eyes were stagnant, without any waves, and there was no bright light that burned like fire. This is the saddest thing for me to lose all my money by opening a coffee shop. That day, having quit smoking for a long time, I finished smoking a whole pack of cigarettes downstairs, and then printed a "transfer" notice at the copy shop next to me. It took all my energy to talk to Jiahui about the transfer of the cafe.It's so hard, I'm like an executioner, first shattering her dream and then taking the pieces. As smart as Jiahui, she naturally knew that the change of owner of this cafe might mean the end of our relationship. She cried very sadly. During the days of waiting for the buyer, we raised our eyebrows and treated each other tenderly.I still remember Jiahui waking up from my arms one morning and asking me, "Uncle, do you still have dreams?" She hasn't called me uncle for a long time, and I shook my head helplessly and heartbroken. Then she said, "Me too."