The third option: I am uncle control

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xiaolu made fried noodles in the setting sun and brought them to the window where he could see the uncle coming home.Most of the windows of that high-rise residence reflected the golden light of sunset, which was brilliant and warm, filling his long eyelashes with joy and comfort.

Uncle came back from get off work, it seemed a little later than usual.After the door opened, stubby fingers and white socks pressed against the carpet, and a huge cake box was placed on the ground.

Xiaolu realized the significance of the cake, and planned to explore his old background tonight.

After washing the dishes, Xiaolu returned to the window. In the window with the curtains not drawn, the uncle's dining table seemed to be empty. The man's stubby fingers pressed the clean white rag, doing the final finishing work in the kitchen.Then he changed the apron on his body, returned to the computer in the bedroom after cleaning himself, and opened a window casually.For half a second, he could see his side face illuminated by the setting sun.

He froze for a moment, didn't see the face clearly, felt a little pity in his heart, reacted, quickly turned on the computer, and logged in to his account.

Hello, like me, just up?

Uncle: Yes, it's a coincidence.

My sixth sense tells me that today you seem to be having a good time.

Uncle: Yes, you are amazing.

Can you tell me, let me share it too?

Uncle: What, are you having a bad day?

No, just curious, don't worry.

Uncle: Oh, it’s my birthday today, and my colleagues are celebrating it.

Is that right, then I want to congratulate you, how old is happy birthday?

Uncle: Oh, there is no way, my colleague saw the birthday from my file, but that birthday is fake, so I will be wrong. 41st birthday is over.

Have a girl give you a gift?

Uncle: Oh, everyone bought a cake together, not a certain girl.

Single middle-aged men are worthy of pity.Have a new girlfriend?

Uncle: Not yet.

Not interested yet?How old are you looking for?

Uncle: I don't really think about it yet.

Forget it, I don't beg you to tell the truth, this is personal privacy.It's like you can't even tell if I'm a woman or not.

Uncle: I still believe in the Internet. You are a man and I am single. I confirm these two points.

Can I take your words as a confession?

Uncle: Ah, I didn't...that's not what I meant.What I want to say is that I believe these most basic information are true.

Well, I see.But having said that, the Internet is a very false and complicated thing, and you are already old, so I don't need to teach you this.

Uncle: The reality is the same. Visual or written expressions cannot represent the truth. I am afraid that there are more scams and thefts in the real world, right?

We are both very pessimistic.

Uncle: They are all practical, not pessimistic.It's a good life, even if it's troublesome.

Well, I'll trust you, a 41-year-old bachelor, but can I ask why you're single?

Uncle: As I said, the love has not yet bloomed, and the peach blossoms have not yet appeared.

How could it be possible, at such an age, not to have loved a certain girl?

Uncle: Well, not yet.

I doubt you like men.

Uncle: I have never fallen in love with anyone, I mean love, love at first sight, life and death, the kind where the mind is full of the shadow of a person, never.

What about carnality?The kind of pure possession, without giving emotion.

Uncle: Hehe, you are amazing.Neither did.

It's hard to imagine, are you from Earth?

Uncle: Hey, it's really hard for you.

What about your parents?

Uncle: There was no urging or persecution. They said that this is a matter of high mountains and flowing water, and it is hard to say which water splash will hit which rock.

Very Zen.

Uncle: Yes, the laws of nature cannot be escaped.

Do you believe in fate?

Uncle: I believe it, but I don't call it destiny, I call it law, rule, or track.

how to say?

Uncle: It is the kind of thing that everything in nature must follow. The big hand behind the scenes is everywhere.

Very mysterious.

Uncle: It’s very realistic. The east rises and the west sets, and the seasons alternate. You can see and feel it, isn’t it?Everything is following the rules, some are explicit, some are implicit, some call it rules, some call it God, some call it Allah, some call it Tao.

It seems so, then what?

Uncle: Rules are universal formulas, applied to everything, all unhappiness and incomprehension will be resolved, the panacea of ​​life.

Some people said that older single men are scary, and now it seems to be true.

Uncle: You are the first person to say that about me, I have to remember you.

Really, no one said you are unique before?

Uncle: No, my existence is translucent and only a few people can see it, so not many people comment on me.

A 41-year-old single man, regardless of his net worth, should be called the age of enjoying success. I am afraid that the phone book is already full, so how can it be translucent.

Uncle: On the contrary, there are only twelve names in the phone book, two of which belong to parents, and the rest belong to colleagues.

Why live like this?

Uncle: You only have one life, so you have to live differently from most people.

Sounds like an excuse.

Uncle: Hehe, yes, this is my usual diplomatic rhetoric, but for you special, I can tell the truth: I am very minimalist in life, and I have been simplifying or compressing what I have. Life makes me comfortable, whether it is eccentricity or extreme, in short, I like it very much.

I seem to have found a bosom friend.

Uncle: Really?

Hmm, but I don't know if our reasons are the same.

Uncle: That’s easy, 5 minutes, we each write down our own reasons, and then exchange together, want to play?

What do you mean?

Uncle: Oh, just keep silent for 5 minutes, we both write down our living habits, status, and reasons, and then exchange at the same time.

seems fun.

Uncle: Okay, those 5 minutes, start now.

Xiaolu began to type quickly:

There was an opportunity once when I graduated at the age of 24.I lived alone in the mountains for a short period of time. I had a wooden house with a fairly complete set of basic living equipment and some books.I spent six months there that I will never forget.Every day on the hillside, facing large tracts of dense plants, you can feel as if you are facing a dense crowd. This feeling makes people realize their own insignificance.In this process, all illusions of self-conceit, arrogance, and complacency are mediated and washed away.After returning to the city where people gather, I realize that there are so many, so many unnecessary and unnecessary things in life.If you want to live happily, you only need a few basic things.One thing is necessary, and that is books. I think the result of not reading is the same as the result of dealing with too many people, as if I gradually become stupid and unknown.