When I was just a few years out of school, I went to play badminton every Thursday night. Together, we were playing with a group of middle-aged and elderly men who were more than twenty years older than me, and there were only one or two young people my age. At the beginning of the game, there was an uncle, after the ball asked me where I lived, a question is still very smooth, said to send me home. I said that I came by electric car, I didn't have to send it, and I expressed my gratitude.
Then one day it rained, the uncle asked if I wanted to send, just that day I did not ride an electric car, I took the uncle's hitchhiker, and later I found out that the uncle always likes to play alone with me, if I have not been to the court for a long time, he will send me a message. But I never replied to his message once. I think this uncle has a different meaning for me. He became more and more cold to him, unless there were many people, everyone played together and never played alone with him again. And very directly declined his invitation.
I think I have done it so obviously, this uncle should know, right? I'm not interested in you. Your daughter is not a few years younger than me, so how can you be so faceless and skiny to pursue a girl who is almost the same age as your daughter? I look at his WeChat circle of friends, and the cover is a photo of himself when he was young. Presumably, I want others to see what he looked like when he was younger. What is more difficult to establish than the three views is that people have a correct understanding of themselves. What does a middle-aged and elderly man in his forties and fifties want to express when he puts a picture of himself when he was young?
Later, I reflected on it, I shouldn't have hitched a ride with him that time, and made him think that it might be an opportunity.
In the end, I didn't even go to that badminton court. Because I found that those middle-aged and elderly men always like to make jokes about our young people, what to play when we are light, to pity the jade. The more I stayed, the more I hated them. Most of them are a group of staff, some are still cadres, do not know what it looks like when they work, but the appearance on the court is disgusting.
After graduation, during my internship at a TELEVISION station, there was a fellow countryman in the column group I was in, more than twenty years older than me, estimated to be forty or fifty years old, and I always politely called him teacher xx. Because we are fellow countrymen, he was very good to me, gave me a lot of advice and help during the internship, and I dubbed his program, he felt very good, and the customer was very satisfied. He praised me so much that he didn't know it before. During my internship in the TV station column group, I was admitted to a well-known media university majoring in editing and directing, which is also the alma mater of xx teachers. But at that time, I was already interning in a media agency, and I was hesitant to study this major, so I consulted xx teacher. He suggested that I go to study, saying that I could grow up in Beijing. I was glad that he could give me advice, but after all that, I still didn't read it.
After a year of internship, I left the TV station to work for another media agency, and I never had any contact with the teacher since. Later, once, my mother was hospitalized with a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, which frightened me, so I sent the matter to the circle of friends and asked experienced people for help. Teacher xx sent a message of condolences to tell me which hospitals in Hangzhou have relatively good rehabilitation institutions, he said that after the patient is rescued, some of the body functions may be lost and need to be rehabilitated in time. I am very happy that at this special stage, so many people have helped me, and I am also very grateful to mr. xx.
Since then, there has been no contact. Later, once I went to the street for an interview, the reception staff heard that I used to intern at a certain TV station, and asked me if I knew mr. xx, and I said I knew. After a few brief conversations, the staff may have told mr. xx about this matter, and that night, I received a message from mr. xx and asked about my recent situation and my mother's recovery. I replied more politely.
And didn't talk about anything else. But Teacher xx said that he had not seen me for a long time and wanted to invite me to dinner. I thought about it for half a day, and I felt that even if I was eating, I invited you to eat, not you invited me to dinner. What's more, to be honest, I think this meal is also dispensable. Because although Mr. X and I both work in media agencies, we don't have much intersection. Because of the seniority of teacher xx, although he is only a choreographer, he has no official position. But with almost all the workload, he could come to work as he pleased. But out of courtesy, I was invited to have a meal with Mr. xx, and after the meal I went to have a cup of coffee.
During the banquet, Mr. XX shared with me his situation when he had just graduated, saying that today's young people are more stressed, and they were still allocating houses at that time. Talking and talking about his family, it turned out that he had long been divorced and had a daughter. The ex-wife is very good, went to the United Kingdom to study for a doctorate, but the personality is very strong, and the two can't get along. Recently talked about a girlfriend, but also broke up.
In fact, I don't like to listen to others talk about their private affairs, let alone unfamiliar. I was also embarrassed to listen to it, and didn't respond much, just a few words. At the end, Mr. xx said that it would be difficult for him to find a girlfriend now because he didn't want to have any more children. I almost didn't say: You can find a divorced woman and make a living together. But I'm afraid he sounds like sarcasm.
After that meal, Mr. X X sent me a message or two to ask what I was doing. I said I was at work. Obviously, I don't want to continue the topic. Teacher xx didn't send another message either. I breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart.
In recent years, with the increase of age, the understanding of the opposite sex has slowly changed. I actually grinned at the feelings of men and women, before the boys invited me to dinner and sent me home, I really thought that it was to send me home by the way and eat a meal. Later I found out that these were all excuses and reasons. Since then, I have declined any private invitations except job offers. Rejection is crisp and clean, cutting off any thoughts of others.
In fact, I also know that those people are also casting wide nets, anyway, I reject them, they have other girls to date. I also know that a group of unmarried women in their thirties like us are great targets for divorced men in their forties and fifties. But I also advise that the older the girl, the more she will not settle down. I myself don't have a very good impression of divorced men. Most of those who are divorced have problems with their personality or are particularly selfish. If you meet someone who has been saying that his ex-wife is not good after divorce, then this kind of man should stay away. If your ex-wife died unexpectedly, then basically you remarried and acted as a shadow. I know that when this passage is spoken, many people disagree. But this is my own point of view and the phenomenon I see around me. Most of the halfway couples, not many have a good life. If you give up the illusion of a good marriage, turn a blind eye, and live a negligible life.
What's more, some girls are still very earning, and she still has small fresh meat to chase. Those middle-aged and elderly men who are still in their forties and fifties who are still in the less greasy stage should also nod their faces and not be cheeky. What do people marry you? In order to give you a pension, some may also take care of your family and children incidentally? In modern society, only by recognizing yourself can you live less awkwardly.