When I suggested that I draw a chubby little boy for Yang Sisi to be her son, she showed interest. She squatted down in front of me, pointed to the ground, and said, "You draw right here. If you can't draw a living one, you're the number one charlatan in the ancient city!"
"If I actually drew it, I'd be the charlatan."
As I spoke, I threw away the branch in my hand. I thought this was just a playful exchange between two people, and if we took it seriously, it would lose its charm. But Yang Sisi, for some reason, picked up the branch I had thrown away and started drawing on the sand beside the road.
She had a background in drawing, and in no time, she drew the outline of a child on the ground. With a few more strokes, a complete image of a child emerged... She rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment, and finally added three tufts of hair to the child living under her brush.
...
Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I shouted in a terrified tone to Yang Sisi, who was engrossed in her work, "His eyes moved! His eyes moved..."
Yang Sisi screamed and almost jumped up from the ground. Realizing that I had scared her, she slapped me hard on the back and yelled, "Are you trying to kill me? You almost scared me to death!"
"Haha...Isn't this your son? What are you afraid of him for?"
Yang Sisi tried to kick me again, and I dodged while laughing. After a while, she stopped and glared at me with a resentful expression, as if I had told her a huge lie. It wasn't that she was putting on an act; a girl with a girlish heart like her probably really thought that what she drew was what her future child would look like. My sudden outburst, coupled with the psychological suggestion she already had, would definitely scare her.
I exchanged a glance with Yang Sisi and couldn't help but laugh again. Perhaps only the two of us could do something so silly. If there really were a magic pen in this world that could turn anything it drew into reality, I wouldn't be so lonely... If I had that pen, I would draw every place I've been into an amusement park... I would also draw all the beautiful things in this world, then wrap them up as gifts for my friends, enriching their lives and beautifying their hearts.
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Back at my place, Nicole was also back. She was sitting in the yard, tending to her beloved guitar. After we greeted each other, she asked me, "How was your first day at work?"
As I sat down on the recliner opposite her, I replied, "It feels really good... I always thought that people who are rich enough must eat delicacies every day and have endless banquets to attend. But I never expected that they would also order takeout. A bowl of potato noodles for 12 yuan is the most popular... Today alone, I delivered 16 servings to Shanshuijian."
Nicole smiled and replied, "Actually, this is what life is like for rich people... but the difference is that if they want to have a lavish meal, they can do it anytime, anywhere... but people without money have to plan ahead, whether to eat it once a week or once a month, so as not to affect their lives next month."
"That makes sense... A person's sense of security largely depends on how much wealth they have in their hands."
After a brief pause, I continued to Nicole, "After delivering food all day, I've noticed that the wealthy people in Dali are a bit different from those in other places... They don't have such complicated social relationships; most of them come here to enjoy life. Today I met a girl driving a Porsche. She ordered potato noodles for lunch, and then I ran into her again this afternoon when I was delivering food to a bar. She was alone in the bar, reading a book for half the day... She seemed to have no friends... Can you help me analyze whether this kind of girl is representative of the wealthy people in Dali?... And what is her source of income?"
Nicole thought for a moment and replied, "Of course she's representative. I think she belongs to the group of people who are just starting to get to know Dali... Regardless of why she came to Dali, she must have had a very good economic foundation in her original city... Dali's culture is different from that of ordinary cities. She needs a process to integrate. If she is a slow-to-warm-up person, this process will be even longer... But she must be eager to integrate into this circle, otherwise she wouldn't have come to Dali alone."
"Yes, that's what I think too. Not everyone has the opportunity to come to Dali at the age when they should be working hard... Those who can come either have a skill that allows them to make a living anywhere, or they have a very good economic foundation... But whether it's the former or the latter, it's impossible for them to bring their families or friends and gather a group of people to settle down in Dali... Before they adapt to Dali, they are destined to have no friends and be lonely."
"Is there something on your mind?"
"I have some ideas, but they're not systematic yet... I'll observe and observe some more."
Nicole then jokingly asked, "Who are you observing, that girl driving the Porsche?"
"Observing the market... Do you think I, Michael, am such a casual person?"
"You've got high standards... With Ye Zhi before you, what kind of woman could possibly win your heart?"
"Look at you, saying these things again!"
Seeing my displeasure, Nicole smiled and replied, "Whether I say it or not is not important. The key is whether you've thought about it... If you're truly at peace with yourself, how could you bear to have such a lovable girl like Sisi by your side, yet be afraid to have a future with her?"
I looked at Nicole expressionlessly and said, "Give me my rent back, I'm moving out."
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