Chapter 8 Change

The art girl leaves work at 10:30, and she drives me to the cafe after get off work, but the cafe is closed. "What about your briefcase?" she asked. "I'll pick it up after get off work tomorrow." I said, "There's nothing important in it anyway." "Then I'll take you home." "No, we're not on the way." I opened the door and got out of the car, "See you at the coffee shop tomorrow." "Okay." She smiled and waved goodbye. I took the MRT home and it was past eleven o'clock when I got home. Walking into the living room, I saw Dadong leisurely watching TV, and I looked at him in surprise.

"Why?" Dadong said, "What's your expression?" "How do you have time to watch TV?" "My script is almost done and I want to take it easy." "Then you should go to Xiaoxi, you haven't been with her for a long time." "She's going to bed early at this time." Dadong looked at me again, "Huh? Where's your briefcase?" "It's a long story." I sat down. "Hey." Dadong was suddenly very excited, took out the script he wrote, and asked me, "Want to watch it?" "Okay. But I have to pay one day's rent."

"Hey." "Otherwise I won't watch it." "You don't look like a science student." He threw the script to me, "You should be a business student." "hey-hey." I picked up the script and read it carefully. After watching a few scenes, I said: "This actor must have a good sense of time.". "Why do you think so?" Dadong said, leaning closer to me. "Because he frequently looks at his watch when he has nothing to do." "Perhaps he likes the watch very much." "Really?" I nodded. "No wonder he even wears this watch when diving."

"hey-hey." "Hey what?" I glanced at Dadong, "But some descriptions are very weird, for example..." I read faster, looking for it while flipping through it, and then read out: "He raised his left thumb, and the surface scattered colorful glare, which made him look high-spirited." "He raised his arms and shouted in the darkness, only the water-blue light on the surface witnessed his anger." I turned around and asked Dadong, "Why do you write like this?" "It's a long story," Dadong said. "Hey." "A watch company has launched a new watch, and I was originally asked to be in charge of the advertising business."

Dadong smiled, "Later I combined it with this play, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone." "How to combine?" "I let the camera often bring this watch, isn't it just a free advertisement?" Dadong laughed, "This watch has a very dazzling appearance, it can emit a water-blue cold light in the dark, and it is waterproof. Up to 100 meters underwater, these functions are subtly emphasized in the play." "I thought you were an honest tortoise, but I didn't expect you to be a cunning fox." "Thanks for the prize." Dadong still smiled, "There are more ruthless ones."

"Where?" Dadong took the script, turned to one of the pages, and pointed out a line of dialogue: "I will always love you until my watch slows down by a second." "What do you mean?" I asked. "This watch claims to be accurate by one second every 10,000 years, so the meaning of this sentence is..." Dadong stood up, raised his right hand to make an oath, and said loudly, "I love you for ten thousand years!" After he finished speaking, he smiled smugly, and the more he smiled, the more smug he became, and he couldn't control it. "It's good that you have the same thoughts about Xiao Xi." I said.

Dadong stopped laughing urgently, and said, "I treat her very well." "yes?" "I've been too busy these days, and neglected her." Dadong felt a little guilty, "I will make it up to her." "Xiaoxi didn't ask you to do anything, you just need to pay more attention to her." "Well, I will." Dadong sat down slowly, and continued: "Actually, I am also very romantic to her, like when she celebrates her birthday, I will..." I saw that he didn't say anything after a long time, so I asked, "What will happen to you?"

Dadong didn't respond, his expression was like a comatose zombie. I walked up to him and shook his shoulders before he woke up. "It's over, yesterday was her birthday." Dadong said with a bitter face, "What should I do?" "Sorrow and change." I sighed. In my perception, forgetting birthdays is almost a land mine for all girls, and it will explode when they step on it. "How could I have forgotten?" Dadong looked up to the sky and roared, looking like a hysterical horse. "Just apologize to her and help her make up for her birthday."

"That's the only way to go." Dadong regained his composure, "Maybe she knows that I forgot her birthday because I was too absorbed in writing the script, and she will praise me as a man who works hard and is worthy of entrustment." "You're thinking too much. This is science fiction, not everyday life." "That's true." He said, "Give me the time tomorrow night, and we will celebrate her birthday together. But I have made an appointment with Katherine and the others to discuss it, so let's join them. " "Does Xiaoxi know the snake girl and the eagle boy?"

"I know." "Well, let's leave it at that." I stood up, "I have to deduct another day's rent." "why?" "Because you made a mistake." I opened the door of the room, "I will punish you instead of the moon." Back in the room, I turned on the computer, trying to organize today's progress into a file, but remembered that the paper recording today's progress was still left on the coffee table. I hesitated for a few seconds and decided to turn off the computer and wait until I got it tomorrow. Both sides of that piece of paper were filled with densely packed small characters, and many strange symbols were drawn, probably only I can understand.

Will the boss throw it away as garbage? Never mind, let's go to bed first. Before falling asleep, I vaguely heard the sound of rain coming from outside the window. I can't help but recall that when I saw the "cracking" picture tonight, I also heard the sound of rain briefly. But what was replaced later was a feeling of drenching all over. I suddenly remembered what my teacher said before: "A great painter will make people hear the whistling sound when he paints; When painting rain, people will hear the sound of clattering; When drawing lightning, people will involuntarily cover their ears. " I remember the art girl mentioning that her teacher had said something similar.It seems to be: "For a great painter, when painting in a windy way, it will make people feel a coolness blown by the wind; When painting the rain, it will make people feel as if they have been drenched in the rain, and the whole body is wet; And when drawing lightning, it will instantly make people feel numb all over, as if being electrocuted. " I am a science student, and I always feel that these two statements may be correct, but there must be one that is closer to the truth. Because the thinking mechanism was accidentally activated, the brain nerves that had been lying flat became active again. Although his eyes were still closed, his mind was very clear, and the sound of rain outside the window could be heard more clearly. After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't get an answer, so I decided to force myself to go back to sleep as soon as possible. However, the rain outside the window, like enemies besieging and shouting to kill, is advancing towards me wave after wave; I am like a blind swordsman, who can only distinguish the position by listening to the sound, and then swing the sword in my hand to cut off the annoying rain. Gradually, I couldn't hear the sound anymore. I don't know if the enemy was killed by me? Or are they getting smarter and approaching me silently? But even if I can't hear the sound of rain, I can still feel the presence of rain, as if the rain outside the window is falling in my heart. If you don’t want to hear the rain outside the window, just cover your ears hard; Once the sound of the rain penetrates into the body, there is no way to hide it. After fighting the rain for a long time, I fell asleep vaguely. Then I woke up, the rain stopped and it was dawn. When going out to work, my left hand, which is used to carrying a briefcase, feels so empty. It's weird to even shake your hands when you're walking. When I walked into the company building, I happened to meet Ms. Li at the elevator entrance. As soon as she saw me, she asked, "Where's your briefcase?" "It's a long story," I said. The elevator came, but it seemed that it could only accommodate one more person. I let Miss Li go in first. After she got in, the elevator sounded a warning because it was overweight, so she had to come out again. I originally wanted to go in, but I immediately thought that if the elevator didn't call when I went in, wouldn't that be leaking Miss Li's weight? "I'll wait for the next shift." I said. Unexpectedly, the wait was only a few minutes, so it was past 8:1 when I walked into the office. Li Yan saw me, pointed to the clock on the wall, and smiled.But then he asked suspiciously, "Where's your briefcase?" "It's a long story," I said. "Did you forget to bring it?" Li Yan asked again. "no." "I must have forgotten to bring it." Miss Li said, "This kid has been a mess recently." "No, no, no." I hurriedly shook my hand and said, "I didn't." "You thought you were Chen Shui-bian." Ms. Li said. "Huh?" I wondered, "Why do you say that?" "You just said a total of four "nos" and one "no". This is what Chen Shui-bian called "four nos and one no." "It's cold." "Do you know that office workers also have the so-called four non-ones?" Ms. Li said again. "have no idea." "Don't hit me, don't scold me, don't deduct my salary, don't fire me, I didn't mess around." After Miss Li finished speaking, she wowed a smile. "..." I was too cold to speak, looked at Li Yan, she seemed to feel cold too. Miss Li's laughter was like blood, attracting Xiao Liang, a shark. "It's so lively here." He turned to look at me, "Huh? Why didn't you bring your briefcase?" "It's a long story," I said. "Stop pretending to be mysterious over there." He laughed loudly, "You simply forgot to bring it!" "Mystery is better than your constipation." I replied. "Not bad." Miss Li patted me on the shoulder, "This sentence has three stars." I didn't want to chat with Xiao Liang and Ms. Li anymore, so I waved to Li Yan and walked to my desk. After only walking seven or eight steps, I heard someone from behind ask, "Why didn't you bring your briefcase?" How is it now?Is it that great without a briefcase? Impulsively, I turned my head while talking, "Is it okay to be unhappy?" After saying the word "do", the mouth remained wide open and could not be closed for a long time. "Of course you can." The boss said coldly, "You can go to work if you don't like it." "Don't hit me, don't scold me, don't deduct my salary, don't fire me, I didn't mess around." In my desperation, I told Miss Li about the so-called four inconsistencies. "Come to my office." The boss snorted and walked forward, his back looked like a rooster. I cringed and followed him like a puppy who has done something wrong. Entering the boss's office, I gently closed the door.He sat down, looked me in the eye, and said, "The case where you were asked to write a service proposal last time will be called for bidding next week. You can come with me." "it is good." "Are the presentation materials ready?" "not yet." "Hurry up and get it done, and show it to me in the next two days." "yes." "Okay." He lay down on his back, "Go back to work." "that's it?" "Otherwise what else?" "If you only want to talk about this," I wondered, "it's fine to talk about it outside." "Stupid! Do you like me shouting at you outside?" The boss became excited, "I'm saving face for you!" "Oh." I touched my nose and ran away quickly. Back at my desk, I turned on my computer and wanted to sort out the data for the presentation. But then I remembered that the service proposal was still in the cafe, and I couldn't do anything at all. I sighed, thinking about what to do? "Hi." Miss Li came over, "You're messing around again." "I don't have it." I glanced at her, "You're just messing around, dangling around." "I'm not dangling around." She said, "I'm here to tell you that employees can travel with companions. Do you want to bring your companions?" "Do I have to pay more for my companion?" I asked. "No need to." "So good?" I asked again: "If I don't have a companion, can you give me money?" "Of course not." "Isn't that just: if you don't carry white, you don't carry white?" "That's right." "Well, let me think about it." "Remember to tell me earlier, I want to count the number of people." After speaking, she left. My personality is that if I can't find chopsticks, I feel that I can't eat. So no matter what I'm trying to do seriously, just thinking about my briefcase makes me feel weird. Just like this, I fumbled around until the lunch break, and hurried to the cafe. As I was about to open the door, I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw Li Yan. "Are you here for dinner?" she said. "Well..." I scratched my head, not knowing how to answer. "You invited me to dinner last time," she said with a smile, "it's time for me to treat you this time." She pushed open the door, and I had no choice but to follow. When the boss saw us, his eyes seemed to light up, but then he returned a cold expression. "It's a pity that that seat is reserved." Li Yan pointed to the special table for art students. Suddenly my heart beat faster, as if I had done something wrong, I blushed and walked towards my seat by the wall. "This should be a cafe." Li Yan looked around and asked me, "Is there any food served?" "Of course." The boss just came over. "But I'm a vegetarian." She looked up at the boss, "Is there any vegetarian meal?" "Yes." The boss said, "I don't want to put any meat." "Hehe." Li Yan laughed out loud, "Boss is really humorous." The boss hesitated slightly, but then returned to normal and walked back to the bar. I guess it was probably the first time in his life that he was described as humorous. Li Yan's eyes suddenly became focused, as if she was staring into the distance. After a while, he said word by word: "I was-abandoned-abandoned." "You..." I was shocked, my teeth and tongue were equally shocked. "Look over there." She was quite normal, she extended her right hand and pointed in the direction behind me. I turned around and saw a briefcase hanging above the bar with a note saying, "I'm Abandoned" I immediately ran to the bar and said to the boss, "Brother, can you give me the briefcase?" Without further ado, the boss took down the briefcase hanging above and handed it to me. "Thank you." I said. When she returned to her seat with her briefcase, Li Yan's eyes were full of smiles. "So this is what you call 'a long story'." Embarrassed, I scratched my itchy scalp. "This store is not bad, and the boss is also very personable." Li Yan looked around, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," I said, "I'll come in for a coffee after get off work." "It's very interesting in life." She said with a smile. "not bad." “The coffee here should be good.” "Well, not bad." "You seem nervous?" "No...no." I sat with my back to the store door, which is a psychologically insecure state. Whenever there is a sound of "Dangdang", I always look back reflexively. Although I know that the girl who studies art will not appear at this time, I feel faintly uneasy in my heart. It seems that the person who is helping the thief, as long as he sees the flashing light, he thinks it is a police car. When the boss came over with the meal, he said to me, "Here she is." Immediately I jumped out of my chair and looked around frantically, but saw no one else appear. "What's wrong?" Li Yan was curious. "He thought he was acting in a period drama," said the boss. "Huh?" Li Yan was even more puzzled. "In costume dramas, the emperor's guards react like this whenever they hear "there is an assassin"." "Hehe." Li Yan laughed again, "Boss really knows how to joke." "Well, that's right." The boss looked at me, "I was joking." Damn, this guy is actually joking at this time. This is the first time Li Yan and I have eaten alone. Logically speaking, I should feel that the emperor's grace is mighty, and then kneel down and shout long live long live long live. But I was like a skittish cat, always feeling that wild dogs were watching. Li Yan seemed to be in a good mood, she never stopped talking and laughing; And I just um, ah, I can't enjoy a pleasant dining atmosphere at all. Fortunately, the lunch break is not long, and we should go back to the company to continue working. "It's agreed to be my treat, don't rush to pay the bill with me." Li Yan walked to the bar, and I followed behind her. "Is your name Yinyue?" the boss said. "No." Li Yan replied. Li Yan looked back at me with puzzled eyes, as if wondering about the question asked by the boss. I was also puzzled at first, but when I saw the boss holding a piece of paper in his hand, that piece of paper looked familiar. I suddenly realized that it was the paper on which I wrote some novel progress yesterday. I rushed forward, grabbed the paper from the boss, and said, "Hey!" "The homonym of Yinyue is music." The boss ignored my excitement, turned to Li Yan and asked, "Are you a music student?" "How do you know?" Li Yan opened her eyes wide. The boss didn't answer, looking at the paper in my hand, I hurriedly put the paper into the briefcase. Li Yan looked at me, then at the boss, her eyes opened wider and wider. When she was about to ask a question, I hurriedly said to her, "It's time for work." When he opened the store door with his right hand and was about to leave, the boss said behind his back: "It's not creative to choose the name according to the homonym." I pretended nothing had happened, and smiled at Li Yan. "This is something only cowardly creators do." The boss added. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down my trembling right hand. "It's sad." "Leave me alone!" I turned around and said loudly. After she finished speaking, she was startled to realize that Li Yan was beside her, and she felt a sudden embarrassment, her whole body felt numb and itchy. She didn't take it seriously, and after saying Bye-Bye to the boss, she pulled my sleeve and walked out of the store. "Do you know the boss well?" she asked. "Barely." I exhaled, and the numbness subsided slightly. "The conversation between you is very interesting." "Really?" I looked at her. "Yeah." She nodded. I smiled and the itching disappeared. "What the hell was written on that piece of paper?" "nothing." As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt that such an answer was perfunctory, so I continued: "I am writing a novel, and I wrote some drafts on that piece of paper." "That's right." She asked, "Then why did the boss ask me if my name is Yin Yue?" "Because you study music, there is a character named Yinyue in my novel, which is a homonym for music." "Very smart." She smiled. "No." I was a little annoyed, "This is a very uncreative approach of a cowardly creator." "The boss was joking." "He's not joking, he's serious." "There is a kind of person who looks like a joke when he is serious, but is serious when he is joking." She said with a smile, "I guess the boss is this kind of person." "Really?" I stopped. "Yeah." She also stopped, "And the boss's music taste is very good." "Oh?" "You may not have noticed, but the music played in the store just now is all great classical music." It's not that I didn't pay attention, but I couldn't hear the reason at all. "I'm not familiar with classical music." I went on. "To me, music from the time of the Beatles is old enough to be called classical music." "Yeah?" She stopped suddenly, her eyes were puzzled, "Are you kidding me?" I looked at her and found that she seemed to be incredulous about what I just said, so I smiled and said, "Yes. I was joking." "Hmm." She also smiled, "I don't think it's impossible for you not to know what classical music is." I'm secretly glad I didn't admit it just now: I actually mean it. When we got back to the company, Xiao Liang saw me from afar and said loudly, "You still ran home to get your briefcase, it's really hard work." After speaking, he laughed, like the laughter of a monster who specializes in destroying the peace of the earth. I turned my head and said softly to Li Yan, "Come and play a game, okay?" "Okay. What game?" "Anything I say later, you just repeat the first word of the sentence." "Ok." "I'm in the office today." "this." "Meet the boss." "Meet." "he ask me." "he." I waited for Xiaoliang to approach, raised my voice slightly and asked her: "Who is the person you like?" "you." Xiao Liang seemed to hear a thunderbolt from the blue, and the thunderbolt hit him right in the face. The monster has been wiped out, and justice has finally been served. I couldn't help laughing twice. "I'm off to work." I said to Li Yan. I walked forward happily shaking my briefcase, leaving behind Li Yan who was confused and Xiao Liang who was dumbfounded. I can finally concentrate on work, and my mood is endless. When you are in a good mood, things go more smoothly. In just one afternoon, I finished the presentation materials. When it was time to close, I clutched my briefcase in my arms and left the office. Humming along the way to the cafe, I saw a girl studying art through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I waved at her, and after a dozen times, she felt the disturbance outside the window. She raised her head, waved her hand too, and smiled happily. I pushed open the store door, first lowered my face and gave the boss a look, then turned around and walked towards her with a smile. "You're in a good mood today," she said. "Yeah." I said, "What about you?" "I've always been in a good mood here." "Yeah." I sat down. The music in the store really sounds very stylish, although I really don't know how to appreciate it. As far as music is concerned, I have always only stayed at the level of popular songs. However, it seems weird to play popular songs in a cafe. For example, when I heard the song of the three shining sisters in a cafe, I almost spit out the coffee I just took. If Li Yan is like a girl who studies art, she can say: music is a kind of beauty, not for understanding, but for appreciation. Then maybe I can get closer to the music. Suddenly the music stopped, and then the boss came over with the Menu and handed it to me. "Why don't you play music?" she asked the boss. "Because Yinyue didn't come." The boss said. "Ok?" "You ask him." The boss pointed at me. "Hey." I ordered coffee and returned the Menu to him, "Don't talk nonsense." "Yinyue studies music, Kexue studies art, and I'm sorry for being a big idiot." After the boss finished speaking, he turned and walked back to the bar. "What's going on?" she asked me. I was a little embarrassed, and said, "The boss peeked at the novel I wrote." "It's not fair," she said. "Why didn't I see it?" "It's a long story." "Hey." "I left my briefcase here yesterday, I guess the boss has peeked at some of it." "So," she pointed to my briefcase, "is your novel in there?" I was a little overwhelmed, but nodded anyway. She took out the pen and paper, and I thought she was about to start drawing, so I leaned forward to see what happened. But she stretched out her arms to hug the paper in front of her and said, "I won't let you see it." Feeling helpless, I opened my briefcase, took out a stack of papers and handed it to her, and said, "Let's talk about it first, don't laugh." She nodded vigorously, smiling broadly. She leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, and her movements of flipping through the paper were very gentle. Although the reading speed is considered fast, but the expression of concentration has not diminished in the slightest. She had a smile on her face all the time, and occasionally laughed. Time seems to have forgotten to move forward, and the color of the sunlight outside the window also forgot to gradually darken. The heat from the coffee cup was getting less and less, but she never freed up her right hand to pick up the coffee cup. I wanted to remind her that the coffee was cold, but I was afraid to disturb her. Suddenly she laughed again, then looked up at me, and went back to the novel. I was embarrassed at first, but after seeing her read, I began to feel comforted. This is completely different from showing it to Dadong. Dadong's role is like a judge, and she is just a simple reader. My first reader. If for her paintings, I am a relative or a lover; Then I also hope that she is the relative or lover of my novel. "Yeah?" She had turned to the last page, "Is there any more?" "No more. This is all I'm writing for now." "It's a pity." She sat up straight and put the novel on the table, "I'm seeing something wonderful." She finally picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, frowned and said, "Why did it get cold?" "You've been watching for a while." "Really?" She gave me a meaningful look, "You are very bad." "what?" "Why did you write me in?" "You didn't draw me in yet." "That's true." She smiled, "Is this my retribution?" After laughing a few times, I looked at the novel on the table and her in front of me, and suddenly fell into a daze. The girl who studies art is Kexue in the novel. What is it like for a real person to look at herself in the novel? If I add the plot of Ke Xue looking at Ke Xue in the novel into the novel again, wouldn't it be a cycle? "What's wrong?" "It's okay." I came back to my senses, "Since I started writing novels, I've become more sensitive." "Actually, you are a sensitive person. This has nothing to do with writing novels, and it has nothing to do with what you have studied." "yes?" "If you are studying business or medicine, you are still sensitive, but the way you are sensitive is different, or you don't know that you are actually sensitive." "Would you please explain me to me as if I were a six-year-old child?" "I'm not very good at talking," she smiled. "How about drawing?" "This is the best." I respectfully picked up her pen and handed it to her. She bit her pen, looked at me, tilted her head to think for a while, and then started to write. This time she painted with a different expression than before. Although she was still focused, she looked very relaxed. Occasionally she would smile and hum a song, which made me curious. "Draw it." She picked up the picture and looked left and right. She seemed to think it was fun, and laughed again. I took the painting from her, and she extended her right index finger in the direction of the bar. This picture is very cute, mainly depicting a lion, and there is a running antelope near the corner. The lion is somewhat cartoonish, as it is wearing a shirt, tie and mane combed into a gentleman's head. Although it is chasing an antelope, its running posture is funny, like dancing; And the appearance of pouting his mouth seems to be humming or whistling. In addition, a thing that looks like a mobile phone is tied to the left front foot of the lion. "What is this picture called?" "Change." "Many things are easy to change, but the essence remains the same." "Oh?" "The lion may have learned music, art and science so that it changed its appearance and ran with a song in its mouth. But the nature of its hunting did not change." "It also studies science?" "Yes." She pointed to the lion's left front foot, "This is GPS, an advanced technological product." "Why does it install a global satellite positioning system?" "In this way, no matter how far it chases the antelope, it can find its way home." "You think too much." I smiled slightly, thinking she was a little naughty. The boss came over with a cup of coffee, looked at the picture, and said, "Only 3 cups can be exchanged." "3 cups?" I protested loudly, "That's too stingy." "3 cups, just 3 cups." She didn't care. After the boss took "Change" away, she said softly to me: "The boss also studies art." "Huh? Really?" I was very surprised. "Well. He has a rigid personality, and he doesn't like lively and playful paintings." "If this kind of person studies music, he will probably direct others to sing the national anthem." "That's right." She glanced in the direction of the bar, then covered her mouth and smiled. "So, whether you study science or not, or write novels or not, you are still confused, easily embarrassed, and pushy. This will not change." "Ok." "Let me read the novel you wrote." "Ok." "I should go," she said. "Yeah. Bye-bye." "If you have time, go out for a walk more, I think your complexion is not very good recently." She packed up her things and waved to me, "Bye-Bye." When she opened the store door, I remembered what Ms. Li mentioned today, so I quickly stood up and chased her out. I caught up with her at the intersection with the red light on and said, "Play with me." "Huh?" She opened her eyes wide. The passers-by who were waiting for the red light together also cast surprised eyes. "I mean," I explained, blushing, "come play with me." "Hmm..." She seemed to be hesitating. "The company organizes employees to travel, and they can bring their companions without paying any money." "Will you stay overnight?" "Ok." "Would that be inconvenient?" "Inconvenient?" I wondered, "What is inconvenient?" When the green light came on, she walked forward, and I was still thinking about this inconvenient question. It wasn't until she walked across the road that I understood what she meant. "Don't worry!" I put my hands around my mouth and said loudly, "We don't have to sleep together!" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was immediately startled that something was wrong, subconsciously covered my eyes with my hands, thinking that in this way others would not be able to see, I was just as stupid as the person who covered his ears and stole the bell. After a while, she slowly lowered her hands, and she was still standing across the road, just as the red light was on. "Okay!" She put her hands around her mouth and said loudly, "I'll go with you!" "I see!" I put my hands around my mouth again and said loudly. "to be happy!" I think this sentence is inexplicable, but seeing the mischievous look on her face, I know what she is doing. "You too! You must be happy!" "Remember our agreement!" "I'll never forget!" "The cool wind that blows by your ears in summer is me! The morning sun that shines on your face in winter is also me!" "Enough! Don't write romance novels on the street!" The green light came on again, we turned around at the same time, she walked forward as if nothing had happened, and I went back to the cafe. I packed my briefcase and went to the bar to pay my bill. "Take me, I can sleep with you," said the boss. I didn't bother to talk to him, paid the bill, left the cafe, and walked into the MRT station. On the way home, I thought about the "change" painting, and what Dadong had emphasized before, the conflict between the characters in the novel. The conflict should be between people, not their field of study. In other words, art and science do not conflict, only people. Everyone's personality and essence will not change with what they learn, just like a lion will not become a sheep because it learns music. A lion who has learned music may hum a march while chasing its prey, but its bloodthirsty nature will not change. Therefore, Yishu and Kexue may have different values, thinking logic, and thinking angles because of the different things they have learned, but many feelings between them are common. As long as the feeling is common and the heart is compatible, then all conflicts will no longer be conflicts. When I got home, before my butt warmed up on the sofa, I received a call from Dadong. He asked me to buy a bouquet of flowers and a cake, and then go to the restaurant to have dinner together. When I went out, I thought that I should give Xiaoxi a birthday present, so like Mulan, I bought flowers in the East Market, cakes in the West Market, gifts in the South Market, and... um... the restaurant is in the North Market. My hands were full of things, and when I walked into the restaurant, I saw only Hawk and Snake. "Where's Dadong?" I asked. "Going to pick up the birthday star." The snake girl said. Hawkman yawned big, and said, "I'll wait until the shit is all dry." Snake Girl glared at Eagle Man, "Don't be so disgusting, okay?" Not two minutes after I sat down, Dadong appeared with Xiaoxi. This restaurant is notoriously famous, and the business is good tonight, so Dadong can only book a round table for four people. "I'll go to the waiter for an extra chair." I stood up and said. "Sorry." Dadong said to Eagle Man and Snake Girl, "Let's squeeze together a little bit." "Hey." Snake Girl said to Eagle Man, "Sit over." "People are as crowded as the stars in the sky, but they are alienated from each other." Xiaoxi opened his mouth and said another profound sentence. Eagle Man, Snake Woman and I were all so cold at the same time, unable to move for a long time. "Let's order first." Dadong said. Only then did the three of us regain consciousness, and then the waiter was called. After ordering, Dadong took the flowers I bought and gave them to Xiaoxi, and said, "I'm sorry, yesterday was your birthday, and I just celebrated your birthday today." "It's okay." Xiaoxi took the flowers, smiled, and said, "We can't stand in today's dawn and tell the sorrow of yesterday." Eagle Man and Snake Woman and I looked at each other, trying to understand what Xiaoxi wanted to express. The atmosphere during the meal was not bad, and the eagle man and the snake woman did not bicker. There is always a faint smile on Xiaoxi's face, and she seems to be in a good mood, but in fact Xiaoxi's mood is like a glass of water, unless she holds it up to drink, she can't tell whether the temperature is hot or cold. After eating and cutting the cake, the four of us each gave Xiaoxi a gift. The gift I give is the least likely to surprise people, because it is a puppet, and you can tell it at a glance. And the gifts from the three of them are all very beautifully packaged, which will make people look forward to the things inside. "Your kindness is like the sea, can you feel Xiaohe's gratitude?" Xiaoxi said. "We all feel it." In order not to let Xiaoxi say something profound, Eagle Man and Snake Woman and I almost spoke at the same time. We started chatting, chatting and chatting, and we talked about how Dadong and Xiaoxi were together. "Dadong is my senior." Xiaoxi said, "I used to be like a mouse, I could only secretly like him. Later, like a cat, he carefully maintained our relationship. " "What now?" Snake asked. "Like a dog now, I want to have my own territory." Xiao Xi sighed, "Unfortunately, my territory is on the sea. So, I am destined to drift." I glanced at Dadong and thought his eyes looked like a buffalo being scolded by a farmer. The temperature at the scene dropped rapidly, which was in sharp contrast with the bustle of other tables. Our table seemed to be the election headquarters of the side that lost the election after the votes were counted. "I should go." Xiaoxi stood up, "There is still class tomorrow, so I have to go back early." Dadong hurriedly stood up, "Stay a little longer." "No." Xiaoxi shook his head, "You should have something to discuss." Dadong blushed like a child who was caught stealing fruit on the spot and lowered his head. Xiaoxi walked a few steps before Dadong chased him.Xiao Xi turned around and said, "Don't give it away. There are some roads, I still have to walk alone." This sentence is not too profound, I can understand it, what is Xiaoxi implying? Dadong walked back dejectedly, took a sip of water, and said: "When I was studying, she knew that I was creating, so she praised me for my talent and encouraged me. After I left the society, she saw that I was still creating, and said that I Unrealistic." Dadong sighed, and continued: "Who changed it?" "You shouldn't have changed, have you?" I said. "So whose problem is it?" "Should be all right." Hawkman said. “也许是吧。”大东说：“狗没有问题、猫也没问题，但狗和猫在一起就会产生很大的问题。” 大东似乎被小西传染，也开始说些深奥的话了。 “要不要听听我的意见。”蛇女说。 “为什么要听？”鹰男说。 “因为我好歹也是个女人。” “看不太出来耶。”鹰男说。 蛇女狠狠瞪了鹰男一眼，“出去说吧。这里不能抽烟。” 大东结完帐，我们走出餐厅。 蛇女点上一根烟叼上，吸了两口后，仰头吐了个烟圈。 “我曾经有个很要好的男朋友，后来他受不了我，便离开我。” “是因为妳的个性？”我说。 “我想是因为长相吧。”鹰男说。 “是因为我的创作！”蛇女大声说。 “喔？”大东很好奇。 “爱情这东西就像口香糖一样，刚嚼时又香又甜，嚼久了便觉得无味而恶心。”蛇女将身体靠在路旁的树干上，仰头吐个烟圈，说：“我跟他刚认识时，他知道我在写作，觉得与有荣焉。后来觉得我的创作世界很陌生，又认为我把创作看得比他重要，心里便不舒服。” 蛇女也叹口气，“我们开始吵架，愈吵愈凶，没多久就散了。” “妳没对他施加暴力吧？”鹰男说。 蛇女踢了鹰男一脚，鹰男惨叫一声。蛇女接着对大东说：“我想你女朋友或多或少也有这种心情。” “是吗？”大东陷入沉思。 在我的印象里，小西是个简单的人。 喜欢一个人的理由很简单，生活的理由也简单，更向往着简单的生活。 只要她喜欢的人开始笑，那么全世界也会跟着笑。 相对而言，大东就复杂多了。 我突然想起今天老总叫我进办公室的事，于是问大东：“你知道为什么只要有旁人在场，小西就不会对你发脾气？” “我不知道。”大东摇摇头，“大概是不希望别人认为她很凶吧。” “不。”我说：“她是给你留面子，不是留自己的面子。因为她知道，你是个爱面子的人。” 大东看了看我，没有说话。 “大东啊。”鹰男开了口，“我相信你跟我一样，认为创作的目的是要完成自己、成就自己。对不对？” “嗯。”大东点点头。 “但如果创作的果实无法跟人分享，那岂不是很寂寞也很痛苦？” 大东楞了一下，又缓缓点个头。鹰男继续说：“我相信她只是很想分享你创作过程的点滴，不管是甜的或苦的。” “唷！你难得说人话。”蛇女啧啧两声，“这句话讲得真好。” “我也这么觉得。”我说。 大东依序看着我、鹰男和蛇女，似乎想说些什么，但始终未开口。 “去找她回来吧。”我、鹰男和蛇女这次又几乎是异口同声。 “好！”大东的眼睛射出光芒，转身拔足飞奔。 “我带鹰男和蛇女回家等你！”我朝着大东的背影喊叫。 大东没回头，右手向后挥了挥，背影迅速消失在黑夜中。