Introduction
I do envy those sociable guys. It’s not that I hate being sociable but I
am just not. Sometimes I even feel excited at the occasion of social
intercourse; the problem is I am really bad at that and often find
myself conveying false messages. Especially when I’m expected to tell
white lies out of social etiquette, I would appear guilty with wandering
eyes or unnatural tones, from which the listener can see me through
straight away. That’s why I’d rather not try to speak insincerely. This
is where I cannot forgive myself and I never like to beautify my
shortcomings. I am not socially adaptable, neither candid nor untruthful
enough, not going to extremes, which is the worst thing as far as I’m
concerned. I like to observe and gradually get to know the people around
me from my own perspective. I find out that the so-called “perfunctory
performers” are simply pretending to act in a “perfunctory” manner; the
truth is: they are not good at it and their genuine personality is often
hidden “under the bed”. Findings of this sort greatly attract me and
I’m more than happy to devote my time to them. The reason why I’ve
developed no similar habits might be that I’m in a different habit: I’m
lagging behind the social context of the this age. This demands much
self-examination but is hard to rectify.
——Huang Yuxing
——Huang Yuxing