“Talking with you makes me quite nervous, you know, I have never talked long with a girl face to face before.” He said to me. Well, this is the first impression that Oscar left me, shy, good-mannered, and honest.
That night when I told him that I had been worrying about my spoken English for
quite a while, he said he would help me find some other good places to practice
English. And he did. Right after three days after we first met, he called me and
led me to that wonderful place the same day.
Since then, we talked often, and honestly, I liked to be with him. It seemed that he was perfect as a friend. But then things changed. It happened one day. He suddenly called me for help. On the phone he said that his company needed some help, and it was urgent. He hoped that I could find a friend to go there together.
So I brought my roommate with me. When we arrived, he opened the door and said his manager was also inside. The package of their product was wrong-settled and failed to cater to their customer, so four of us had to rearrange it in one day.
At this, I agreed, and so did my roommate.
At noon four of us hanged out for dinner. During the dinner, Oscar suggested that his manager, Mr. Li, should see my roommate since both of them were single and
didn’t see anybody so far. For this, I didn’t take it seriously, and I thought my roommate didn’t take it seriously also.
But the funny thing was after we came back to dormitory, my roommate started to
tell me that she had kind of feeling for Mr. Li. I felt so surprised, to be honest. For one reason, my roommate and the guy were totally different kind; For another, maybe I didn’t know the guy well, but I did know my roommate well. She tended to play around, though perhaps she didn’t mean it.
So I was reluctant to do this match-making stuff. But because of her persuasion,
I agreed to help finally. I messaged to Oscar and asked him to make a four-person appointment again. So the next day, four of us met at Mr. Li’s house. My roommate and I bought two bottles of orange juice. And they were in charge of dinner-making.
Now can you guess what the result was? At the dinner table, Oscar and my roommate sat together, I sat at the left of my roommate, and Mr. Li sat opposite me. It
turned out Mr. Li had no interest in my roommate at all.
Later, Oscar escorted us to our place. On the way back, my roommate joked around
, saying she had kind of feeling for Oscar. Even a fool could easily see that, but Oscar seemed to take it seriously. That’s where the rub was. Though I didn’
t exactly know what the result was, I was sure it would be anything but good.
Without surprise, things went on as I predicted. Yesterday when I came back from
Shanghai, my roommate told me that Oscar said he had feeling for her. “Then what did you reply” I asked. “Well, I told him that we can be friends first.” My roommate said.
What a cliché. Why can’t she just tell him directly that they were impossible?
She shouldn’t have left him hope when she didn’t like him at all. For Oscar,
somewhat I began to despise him, too. My roommate said Oscar had showed her his
liking. “I love you”, he said this right after they just met for two times. What do they think love is? All came so cheap.
This morning when I was about to go to hospital, I got Oscar’s message. He asked me how my roommate felt about him and if there was possibility for them to be
together. “No” was my response. Then he messaged me, by saying how my roommate
actually didn’t deserve him, and how cocky and arrogant she was.
I hit at the ceiling at that moment. In fact, I hated all this stuff. “I have no interest in both of you, I am ill.” I replied him, while trying to calm down.
But his message continued: “you girls are all snobbish and money-oriented, especially your roommate.” That’s it. What does he think he is? “You know what,
what you said was nonsense. You don’t know first thing about love.”
I took him into consideration at first. But it seemed that he didn’t deserve it
. As young man, he maybe lacked of humor, and was ill-dressed, but his malicious
words were just going too far. If you do love somebody, how can you start to distain her just because she turns you down? I don’t know love much, but I do know love is not their kind, either playing around or malice after failure. And from now on, maybe the most sensible for me is never to do match-matching stuff again.
