"Your grandma and your uncle are coming over in a while to clean up your house."

At 1:30 in the afternoon, I was sitting in front of the computer staring at the monitor and suddenly heard the bad news.

I sighed in my heart, knowing that I would never be able to escape this disaster.

In fact, when my grandma called me to lecture me last night, I knew it would happen sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Yes, it’s a blind date again.

Why do humans want to date?

Just to continue the family line?

Actually I can understand what the elders think.

My cousin got married years ago.

My cousin, who is three years younger than me, got married early last year.

A few days ago, his child was born.

She is a little princess (I have posted photos of me holding my little niece in the group).

In fact, when the whole family went to visit that day, I had a bad premonition.

As I guessed, after arriving there and seeing my cousin's family of three, I quickly became the target of criticism from the whole family.

27 years old.

The eldest son and eldest grandson.

single.

Any one of these three conditions is very difficult.

And I have all three.

I escaped from the criticism that day on the pretext of coding.

Unexpectedly, the elders came directly to my house today.

In fact, I have been through many battles when it comes to blind dates.

As early as 2016, I changed from resistance to compromise.

That was also the beginning of my journey of dating.

It has been four years today.

How many kisses have you had in the past four years?

Probably close to thirty times (nearly half of the blind date partners are already married, and several of them already have children).

But this is the first time that my elders and I will go to each other's home and go on a blind date in front of all the parents.

Maybe they were really anxious.

After changing my clothes, I followed them to the other party's house.

Then the two families went out to have a meal together.

At the dinner table, the two families began to introduce each other's "products" to each other.

I am 27 years old, 17cm tall and 62.5kg in weight. I don’t drink, but I smoke (although I have started to quit).

I am an unemployed vagrant (full-time author) with an average income. I own a small house of 70 square meters and am saving money for decoration.

The other party is 27 years old, 15cm tall and 51kg in weight. He does not have any bad habits.

Primary school teacher, average income, owning a car.

Round face, short hair.

The smile is very attractive.

But she is not black, long and straight, nor does she have long legs.

After the product display and promotion is completed, it is natural to start direct communication.

The girl was very introverted. She basically kept her head down and smiled while listening to the chats of her parents without speaking.

I was fiddling with my chopsticks in boredom, listening to the parents bragging to each other without any nourishment, and my heart was completely unmoved.

I can tell that she doesn't have any feelings for me.

Of course I am the same.

Since no one feels it, why not just go their separate ways?

But it can't.

Understand what’s inside?

There is no communication at all, and we have never even made eye contact. How can we understand each other?

The two of us are like products on display in a showcase, being criticized and promoted hard.

The voices of parents pretending to be happy to communicate gradually became blurry and noisy in my ears, and I could no longer hear clearly what they were saying.

My thoughts began to wander, and I gradually began to think about life.

Why have I failed so many blind dates?

Although I'm not very handsome, I'm definitely not ugly either (even shamelessly, I'm actually a little handsome)

He has thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and regular facial features, but his face often looks paralyzed.

Why is that?

Oh, it turns out that many of them were quite satisfied with me, but I rejected them all.

So why should I refuse?

I started looking for answers.

I have accomplished nothing for twenty-seven years. Although my past cannot be said to be uneventful, it is definitely not spectacular either.

Ever since I was a child, most parents have told me not to fall in love prematurely. I also started to indulge in games and novels early in junior high school, and I didn’t have much feelings for girls.

In junior high school, I had an ambiguous girl.

But does that count as love? After graduating from the third year of junior high school and ending up without any problems and losing contact, I don’t think it counts.

What about high school?

There was a girl I had a crush on, but I just lusted after her youthful body.

And I didn't take any action.

In college...it probably wasn't love, it could only be said that I found a dining partner.

(I have written a small chapter about the things here before, called "Twenty-Seven Years of Nothing Accomplished", and it was even reprinted on the official Dianniang account, so I won't go into details here)

So, time went round and round, and we came to the age of twenty-seven.

In the past, work was at home and at the company.

It's even better now, even the company is gone, and I just stay at home typing and thinking about the plot every day.

When did I start to fear finding a partner?

After thinking about it, I probably started after graduation.

When I first graduated, my friends and I talked about games every day.

Living on the line at two o'clock every day, a monthly salary of 1,500 yuan.

After going around for several years, 2500 a month.

This is average for us here.

Not high, not low.

Friends gradually no longer talk about games, but about making money, buying houses, cars, and falling in love.

And getting married.

Yes, some of the friends I played with back then are already married.

There are even two good buddies getting married next month.

But I started to get scared.

Ever since that friend who got married started asking us to come out to eat every day after a year of marriage because he didn't want to go home, he was afraid.

I haven't contacted him for many years, and when he suddenly contacted me and asked for a loan to pay the down payment, I was afraid.

Ever since a cousin from far away started getting divorced after being married for only half a year, I was afraid.

Ever since I got together with my junior high school classmates whom I hadn’t seen in twelve years, and everyone was talking about being overwhelmed by the thirty-year mortgage loan, I was afraid.

Looking at them now, I picture in my mind how they were so high-spirited twelve years ago.

Looking at him now, what emerges in front of my eyes is how they will look the same twenty years from now compared to today, except that they will grow older.
To be continued...