22. What’s so incompetent about my uncle?
"Speaking of difficult questions...if I asked you who's prettier, me or that boyfriend of yours, how would you respond?"
The man's magnetic voice was filled with a smile, and it seemed that he just wanted to give her a difficult question and had no other selfish motives.
"Of course they all have their own merits and are all beautiful!"
The girl blurted out without thinking.
She had heard this kind of binary choice question countless times at the publishing house. When two veteran employees argued, they would ask the newcomer to take sides, and she would always smile and take the middle ground. Although it seemed unwise, she didn't offend either side.
After only being in the job for half a year, he seems like a seasoned veteran in the workplace.
"How can the scales stop in the middle? You've created a new answer between the two, which doesn't go against the rules of the game."
He had gone through a mental struggle before asking this question, and once he had made it, he was unwilling to let her smooth it over.
"You have to choose one."
This left Chu Yanhui helpless, thinking that he was really going to make things difficult for him.
After a moment's hesitation, he pointed out seriously, "From my personal aesthetic point of view, Ahe is slightly inferior to you now."
He raised the corners of his lips calmly.
But she added: "However, appearance is not an important criterion for judging a person."
Fu Rongshen glanced at her and did not agree with her. It seemed that he tacitly agreed with what she said, but in fact he was unwilling to do so.
A few years ago you said that you liked him because he looked the way you wanted, right?
Why are you saying this now?
The hands gripping the steering wheel tightened.
Chu Yanhui was sent to the magazine office, and she asked him to stay farther away to prevent his colleagues from seeing him and making a big fuss.
He watched from inside the car as the girl unbuckled her seatbelt, a sound that made a "click." He watched her open the car door, wave to him, and say, "Goodbye, little uncle." Then, carrying her bag, she walked away, turning in the direction of the magazine office.
He didn't look away for a long time, lost in thought.
"Not enough, not enough..."
I thought I was content just by seeing her, that every minute I spent with her would be enough to sustain me for a long time; I thought I could endure it, that I had gotten used to it over the years...
But the reality is not enough, not enough at all.
This thought was hidden deep in my heart, never shown on my face. Until one afternoon when I saw Chu Yanhui coming out of the company and walking straight towards a silver Mercedes-Benz, I suddenly felt like bursting out.
The car door opened, and he saw the young man take the girl's bag, hug her familiarly, and kiss her forehead. She lowered her head and said something, her smile bright and shy, and her happy expression made him feel his breath sting.
Only then did he feel deeply unwilling.
Chu Yanhui was often invited to her uncle's house for dinner. She felt embarrassed at first, but the other party seemed to expect her to accept it.
The original words were: "I'm pretty lonely at home, and our companies are not far from each other, so it's no big deal if I pick you up on the way to have dinner together."
She asked curiously, "Then why don't you find someone to accompany you? If not a girlfriend, a boyfriend will do."
After hearing this, he felt unbelievable.
"I'm not gay."
Chu Yan replied: "Ah? No..."
She recalled the outside world's evaluation of him - either homosexual or impotent. So... did that mean... that little uncle was impotent?
The girl looked at him with pitiful eyes.
If you are impotent, it is normal not to find a girlfriend. After all, there is a risk of being exposed and embarrassed.
What a pity, such good conditions.
Then I thought: God is really impartial, opening a door and closing a window. No one is perfect.
Fu Rongshen felt a headache coming from her gaze. He frowned and sighed helplessly:
"Don't believe those rumors, they are all false."
"The media loves to pick up on groundless rumors and make a big fuss about them. Audiences also enjoy making up stories about people whose views differ from their own."
"I'm single and have never thought about finding a partner."
Because the person I want to find the most already has a partner, who is legally in the relationship, of similar age, a perfect match.
He appears to be gentle and calm on the surface, and no one can see the twisted state in his heart.
“Oh…”
The girl smiled awkwardly and blinked her eyes. He actually guessed what she was thinking.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then looked away without leaving a trace.
Xiaoyan replied, "If you knew the truth, you would probably jump out of the car and run away... How can you still laugh like this?"
"When they can't find any black spots on you, they'll paint them on you themselves."
He paused and said, "You can ask me directly about me. We have known each other for more than ten years. There is no need for my uncle to lie to you."
The word "uncle" hides the infinite frustration in his heart and reminds himself to abide by his duties.
Chu Yan nodded her bun-like head. Even though she had the mature and capable makeup required by the company on her face, it couldn't hide her essential innocence.
"Didn't you mention before that you wanted to visit your junior high school? It's so different now, you definitely wouldn't recognize it. You'll be passing by today, do you want to go down and take a look?"
Chu Yan glanced back at the time on his phone. It was six o'clock. He didn't have to work overtime tonight, so he had time.
"OK!"
Only after she arrived at her destination did she understand what Fu Rongshen meant by the drastic change in appearance.
A deserted vacant lot appeared before my eyes. The broken walls after demolition still showed that it was once a good building, but it was now buried by weeds.
She felt strange and suffocated.
It turns out this is a school!
The guards always stand in a row guarding the gate, teachers come in and out, and children play and laugh in groups on the campus.
Where are the stone lions in front of the school?
Where is the plaque that says "Gangdong Music School"?
What about the students holding musical instruments?
...What about school?
Where had they gone? Were they crushed like her memories? Or, like her, far from home?
"How... did it become like this?"
The smile on her face disappeared completely, and she became dazed and sad. She found it extremely difficult to speak.
"Due to declining enrollment, it became unsustainable, so we merged with Gangcheng Middle School in the past two years. It now belongs to the music department of Gangcheng Middle School."
"A merger is good... better than nothing. It will give us more room for development at Gangcheng Middle School..."
Although she kept saying "good", her expression didn't show any goodness at all, and could even be said to be very bad. She had her eyes downcast and her smile didn't really look like a smile.
This was also the feeling I had when I heard my father make the decision to “sell the house and move to Haicheng”.
Pale and weak.
"I went to the auction of this educational land this year." He turned around, took a quick look at the surroundings, and asked her, "If you owned this land, what would you like to use it for?"
"Anything is fine."
She softened.
The times are developing rapidly and everyone is striding forward. It is only natural that unsuitable things are dismantled and replaced with suitable ones.
This is an unstoppable trend.
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