Yu Ben stopped: "Is this your real intention in chatting with me?"
He didn't know why he was angry for a moment. He wiped his hands: "Community, what do you want to express? Combination of Chinese and Western things."
Guan Xi shook his head: "It's a combination of the old and the new. In other words, keeping the old and putting in the new."
Yu Ben frowned.
Guan Xi tried to persuade him: "Integration - keep the old and put in the new. Changlefang's old renovation model should take a completely new path. If some people don't want to demolish or change, can we keep their houses as they are? If the scenic spot If the indigenous people in the area don’t want to move, can they not move? Can the old city and the elderly live together with the new scenery and young people?”
Yu Ben opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a long time.
After he completely digested Guan Xi's meaning, he said:
"Let me repeat your point of view: The whole street has been renovated, and only one or two households are not participating, and they are left there so abruptly?"
Guan Xi nodded: "Maybe this is not unexpected."
Yu Bi questioned: "You went on a trip and saw a dilapidated house in a group of buildings with a unified style in a scenic spot? Are there people living in the dilapidated house? Do you think someone will buy it?"
Guan Xi shook his head: "No. On the contrary, it's very interesting, and it's a wonderful stunt - Yu Bi, think about it, if most of our houses are completely repaired, but among them, there is only one dilapidated one. The old building - can you imagine this kind of visual impact? Can you restrain your desire to find out? Will you hold back and not post a message on WeChat Moments, a TikTok, or a Little Red Book? ?”
Yu Ben was stunned.
Guan Xi said: "Cities are constantly being updated, but outdated people still blend in with them. This is the greatest expression of urban civilization."
This is completely inconsistent with experience and no one has ever done it.
Fully respect the choices of Aboriginal people? Doesn’t it matter if you don’t want to authorize?
Yu Ben rubbed his eyebrows: "It sounds reasonable, but our future goal is to gradually build Changlefang into a scenic spot. Which scenic spot have you seen like this? Don't talk about returning life to the residents. Damn it, we’re in business.”
Guan Xi tried hard to convince him: "What we want to build is not a scenic spot, but a cultural industry area. We care about what others don't care about. Each of us will be accepted here; and the house, what behind the house represents - attitude, Lifestyles, hostilities, disputes, cooperation, whatever - they will be respected and preserved equally on this land."
…
Yu Ben felt a sense of resistance in his heart, and his heart was stung.
Guan Xi is always like this, whimsical, stupid, naive and idealistic!
He looked at her steadily: "Can you land?"
Guan Xi took out the already bound plan from his bag and placed it in front of him. Key content is posted with index stickers, and key data is highlighted with a highlighter.
Guan Xi said: "Old buildings that are relatively less severely damaged have distinctive characteristics of the times. They can be mainly restored and partially modified according to the needs of use, so that the new and the old can form a strong contrast, which will be very interesting. .”
Yu Ben quickly flipped through a few pages: "Interesting? Won't it hurt the tourists to show the real, dilapidated old city in such a naked way?"
"People will not be stung by the old city." Guan Xi told Yu Ben, "No matter the industry or the person, they will all die. Nothing can withstand the law of time. What can sting people is never aging, but the face they face. The emotions that come with aging, and love.”
And does the sting itself represent "people's" thoughts and feelings?
Faced with the naive and foolish idealism, Yu Ben was deeply hurt and could not say anything against it.
Guan Xi asked: "Did I express my meaning clearly?"
Before he finished speaking, the light above his head flickered and dimmed.
…
Before I knew it, it was already dark outside the window, and my eyes were dim.
Both Guan Xi and Yu Ben fell into this darkness together.
Darkness amplifies all senses.
Yu Ben, what hurt you?
Yu Ben doesn't know. All the blood in his body was screaming. He felt so hot that he wished he could jump up now and get far away from the person in front of him. But he knew very well that he didn't hate Guan Xi. Not only do I not dislike it, I even admire it. What's even more cruel is that if he really wants to leave, he has already left and will never look back.
So why.
At this moment.
He's still sitting here.
Guan Xi did not continue to ask, and waited silently for Yu Ben's answer.
Yu Ben held his heart, trying to find his voice in the darkness. But he couldn't make a sound. In addition to the stinging pain, his throat was blocked by even greater soreness, which spread deeper into his heart.
The cafe owner opened the curtain, walked out, placed a lamp on the bar, and plugged it in——
In an instant, a bright, dim, and burning light burst out from the full moon lamp.
Ideals are like the moon in the water.
Guan Xi's figure appeared in the light and was reflected on his retina.
She was looking at him, her slender eyes a little sharp and a little inquisitive.
Through the full moon lamp on the bar, Yu Ben stared at Guan Xi blankly, remembering how often she mentioned the word "ideal".
Does his ideal still exist?
Yu Ben finally knew that his stinging pain came from jealousy.
He is jealous of her. He was jealous that she still clung to her foolish and naive ideals.
But he was already in prison.
If wealth, power and glory have made him adapt to life in a cage, has his courage disappeared?
…
Yu Ben found his voice.
"Okay," he said shortly.
Guan Xi nodded: "Thank you. I just proposed work ideas to you, but you have to withstand most of the pressure from my superiors on my behalf."
Yu Ben avoided her gaze: "This is my duty."
Guan Xi smiled, his eyes bright: "Help me, help you. We will eventually update this city. The old city will also have new vitality. I promise you with all my ideals."
Ideal. Yu Ben was silent.
The two men stood up from the bar. Yu Ben paid the bill, walked out of the cafe, and looked back for the last time.
On the brown bar, there is a round full moon lamp, which is emitting warm light in the dark night.
The boss sent the two of them out and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, the ceiling light is burned out."
Yu Ben said: "Are we the last table?"
The boss looked at the time: "No, there will be another table later, just for coffee. I can stop going into the kitchen and spend time with my family."
Yu Ben nodded, his eyes still falling on the moon lamp.
The boss smiled: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
Yu Ben looked at the full moon in the night sky.
Call for a bright moon to shine on a bosom full of ice and snow.
The mighty rivers flow.
…
Yu Ben sat in the office without turning on the light. The full moon outside the window was very bright, and Hu Yu's call came in.
The phone rang ten times and went silent.
Yu Ben hesitated for a long time, picked up the phone and dialed back.
"Ayu. The opportunity we talked about last time." He said hesitantly, "Reject it for me."
Hu Yu was surprised: "Yuben, didn't you say that the cultural industry has no future?"
Yu Ben clenched his phone tightly, his usually sharp eyes showing confusion: "I don't know where the future is, but I plan to give it a try."
Hu Yu said: "This doesn't look like you."
Yu Ben said: "This is me."
