After a series of setbacks, she had little confidence in herself. Not only was her aggressiveness decreasing, but her age, appearance, and so on were also declining year by year. However, the interview for the next job had partially restored her confidence.
After the interview for the magazine's editorial department, she walked out of the small office in the inner room. Her new colleagues were waiting for her curiously outside. She glanced around and found that there were seven or eight people in the office. All of them were female editors. Among them, an intellectual woman in her forties with rather beautiful facial features and black-rimmed glasses asked her,""Ding Nan, how old are you?" She smiled and answered how old she was. Then all the female editors widened their eyes and asked if she was married and had children. She answered truthfully. Women loved to gossip. This might be their nature, regardless of whether you were a common woman or an intellectual woman.
"Oh my god, when you were interviewing in the inner room just now, we were guessing how old you were in the outer room. We all thought that you were born in the 85s or at least in the 80s. He really couldn't tell. The child is already so big." the pretty woman with black-rimmed glasses said.
"Oh my god, you're only one year younger than me? I thought you were ten years younger than me.”said Huang Chengzi, the female executive editor who had just interviewed her.
"Yeah, we thought you were 28 or 29, 30 at most.”another female editor said.
Perhaps there was no lack of flattery in these words, but she was still very happy to hear them.
In the future, Ding Nan found out that this beautiful woman with black-rimmed glasses called Shao Ling had a very sharp eye. She analyzed human nature and predicted the trend, and her words were accurate.
After she settled down at work, she thought about Zhang and Hu Yu's words. She really felt time slipping through her fingers, every day and every hour. Most of the time, when she walked past the mirror, she would avoid looking at herself in the mirror. She did not dare to look at herself in the mirror carefully, afraid that she would see the traces of the crazy growth of time on that face and body. After thoroughly understanding the saying," The older you get, the less capital you have ", she calmed down and began to go on blind dates in a hurry, even though she was not mentally prepared and did not want to find one.
Some of her blind dates were introduced by her friends, and some of them were met by her on the matchmaking website. At first, she had cast a general net. As long as the conditions were similar and they were willing to meet, she would meet them. During that period of time, she had seen a lot of unmarried men who were about the same age as her, divorced men who had no children, and more single fathers who were in the same situation. Among these people, there were those who liked her but she chose others, there were also those who liked her but others did not care, and there were even more people who did not leave things at that after meeting her a few times.
There was no news from her after meeting him once. Needless to say, it was either she didn't like someone else or someone else didn't like her. As for those who didn't receive any news after two meetings, she analyzed them in detail. The first meeting was usually just an emotional impression, a preliminary acceptance of the conditions of both parties. The second time they met, both parties would carefully observe and consider whether they were suitable or not. This was like the initial and second interview during an interview. Many people failed at the second interview. As for the child, of course, it was also an important factor in considering whether they could accept it in the end.
As for those who had met more than three times and ended up without a conversation, it was mostly because of sex. For some reason, men nowadays would start to probe if they could find a convenient place to get to know each other better after meeting for two or three times. If the woman was unwilling, there would naturally be no further discussion.
One of the precious men even asked directly,""Let's save time. Let's get this straight. Can you accept this kind of intimate physical relationship to deepen your understanding? I don't understand why many women feel that this is a kind of harm to them. I think this way will let both parties understand each other faster and deeper. What was the point of eating and chatting every time they met? What can I understand?"
Without thinking, she answered firmly,"No!" It wasn't that she was too conservative to accept the method of trial marriage and cohabitation, but she felt that the two of them should at least have a certain understanding of each other. At the very least, they shouldn't hate each other before they tried marriage. They couldn't just deepen their understanding in this way from the beginning, right? There was a question of order. She couldn't accept the short, fast, and flat pace of love.
This caused her to be slightly unhappy and confused, but it didn't affect her much at that time. After adjusting her emotions, she mustered up her courage and continued to search.
After a while, she divided the men she went on blind dates with into four categories based on her experience and her girlfriends 'love experiences: Those who were not suitable but had no feelings for him, those who were suitable but had no feelings for him, those who were suitable but had feelings for him, and those who were suitable but had feelings for him. Different conditions and feelings were treated in different ways, and they gradually narrowed their blind date targets to single fathers because they really did not want to waste time and energy on meaningless goals.
During that period of time, her phone would constantly ring when she was at work. Most of the time, it was probably from a blind date. She was so scared that she could only hold her phone and run out of the office. She went down to the stairs on the sixth and fifth floors, lowered her voice, and sneakily answered the phone.
The frequency of blind dates was so high that there was a period of time when someone basically invited her to dinner every night. Even so, her half a year of blind dates had yielded little. Other than gaining some life experience, other than making her more frustrated, flustered, and anxious, there seemed to be nothing else. Even if she lowered her standards and conditions and was willing to make do, it might not be so easy.
Her crazy blind date finally ended with Chi Zilan, a divorced man who was from her hometown but had a Beijing residence. He was ten years older than her, had a house and a car, and his daughter was not by his side.
When the man opened the thick but translucent curtain and looked around, then looked at her, she finally woke up from her long and distant thoughts. She paused for a moment and smiled politely at the man who walked over. She looked at him carefully. He was about 175 cm tall, but he was rather thin. He was wearing casual clothes and looked good. He was casual and natural, and he had some temperament. However, she was startled by his face. He was only ten years older than her and the same age as Zhang, but he was skinny and wrinkled, making him look much older than Zhang.
The man surnamed Chi sat down opposite her and looked at her. The first thing he said was,"I didn't expect you to be so young. Compared to you, I'm considered an old man." After saying that, he asked again without confidence," Am I right?”
"No, no, it's fine," she quickly said against her will.”
Chi Zilan waved her hand to call the waiter. She then looked at her and said,"We're from the same hometown, so there's no need to be so polite. We can still be friends. I'll call you Xiao Nan in the future, okay?”
She smiled and nodded.”
At this moment, the waitress came over with the menu. She first looked at Chi Zilan, then turned to look at Ding Nan for a long time with a meaningful smile. She must have guessed their relationship and misunderstood that she was his mistress.
Chi Zilan asked Ding Nan to order two dishes. Then, she ordered a few more dishes, a bottle of drink, and a bottle of beer. Ding Nan tried to stop him." Enough, enough. I can't finish it." After a pause, he said," You still have to drive. Can you drink?"”
"It's fine," he said with a smile. I'm so happy that I met my fellow countryman today. You have to drink too.”As he spoke, he took the orange juice that the waiter brought over and opened it. He filled Ding Nan's glass and opened the beer bottle. He poured her a glass and filled it up for himself.
"I can't drink alcohol, even if it's beer. I'll feel dizzy after drinking a little," Ding Nan said awkwardly.”
Chi Zilan raised her glass and handed it over. She wanted to touch the beer glass in front of her and advised,"Drink less. It's rare to meet someone from the same hometown.”
Ding Nan had no choice but to raise his glass and lightly clinked it with his. He took a sip of the beer with his lips and could not help but frown. He stuck out his tongue and put it down."It's so bad. I don't understand. Some people seem to enjoy drinking beer, but why am I suffering so much?”
Chi Zilan looked at her and chuckled."You're so cute. I like your straightforward personality.”
The waitress served two dishes and set up an empty table. She looked at the two of them again and went down.
"How long have you been divorced?" Ding Nan asked.
"More than ten years." Chi Zilan said.
"Why did you get a divorce?"
" Well," he said as he lit a cigarette and took two puffs. He blew out smoke rings naturally, and the smoke and steam rising from the hot dishes intertwined between the two of them, blurring each other's faces.
Ding Nan instinctively frowned and waved his hand.
Chi Zilan immediately noticed it. She waved for the waiter to bring an ashtray and stubbed out the cigarette. You don't like men smoking?"
She smiled." You can't say that. In fact, although I don't smoke, I don't mind women smoking, as long as they don't smoke while walking on the street." Men, I think men are very handsome when they smoke, but I'm a little allergic to tobacco.”
Chi Zilan took the bowl in front of her and scooped a bowl of soup for her. She handed it over and said,"Let's continue what we were talking about. Why did you divorce? My ex-wife is from Beijing. You know, Beijingers and us foreigners are always a little incompatible. Besides, we have different views on earning money and living. At that time, while I was in my current unit, I was also starting a company outside. At that time, I was earning a lot of money from the company, but I didn't earn much from working. She forced me to resign, but I wasn't willing. In short, it was the accumulation of many small things.”
"Oh, I see." Ding Nan nodded.”
"What about you?" he asked with interest. How long has it been since the divorce? Why?"
Ding Nan leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He fiddled with the teacup in his hand and looked at the soup bowl in front of him."More or less. It's been many years. When I was young, I was insensible. I was also responsible. Later on, he had an affair and we divorced.”
He was silent for a long time and only helped her with her food.
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