The late night hangs down like black satin, and the moon is just a curved hook. Willows along the river support the wind, and the night silk dyes the river water black.
The street lights spread out quietly, and Ye Zhenzhen stood on the bridge, letting the wind penetrate her soul.
The rain fell without warning, and in an instant, the rain was pouring and the wind was blowing sideways.
Ye Zhenzhen looked up at the moon. The wind carried the rain and hit her face, like flying sand and rocks, or like hailstones falling down. Loose hair stuck to her face, and her thin summer clothes stuck to her skin.
The moon hook was scattered by the rain and shattered in the black river.
The duckweeds were flying back and forth with the direction of the wind, and floating and sinking with the raindrops.
She wanted to cry loudly, but she felt aggrieved, painful, and sad and refused to cooperate. They sneak into the chest cunningly, sometimes sinking and sometimes floating up.
"Hey! Don't jump!"
Suddenly a wall of flesh blocked in front of her, and Ye Zhenzhen was stunned in the heavy rain.
"Little girl, don't think too hard at such a young age. It would be very ugly to jump into the river and die. It would be very scary to be salvaged and turned into a giant in a few days!"
"You If you have parents and family, think about your parents. How painful it is for people with white hair to send people with black hair! You can’t be too selfish and think about your parents..."
"You are so young, you still have a lot of life. There are many possibilities. Maybe it will become clear. There is no need to seek death. If you are not even afraid of death, why should you be afraid of living?"
The man wore glasses, and the rain fell from his lenses, and he opened his mouth wide. As he kept talking, raindrops fell on his mouth.
Ye Zhenzhen was a little confused. Such a person appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the night. He came up and advised her not to think too hard.
Seeing that she was unmoved, the man with glasses reached out and locked her wrist.
"You little girl, why don't you listen to my advice!"
The man's serious and serious look reminded her of her high school history teacher, a prim and serious old man.
"Hey! Isn't it just lovelorn? It's not like that, there are so many good men in the world!"
The man's tone softened.
Girls seeking death if they fall out of love, what nonsense! Ye Zhenzhen's wrists were so painful from being locked that she kept stepping back, trying to break free from the man's grip.
She laughed and said:
"I'm not broken up! Let me go!"
The man with glasses: "Then why can't you think about it? It's so late at night." Go home and sleep, and seek death here."
Ye Zhenzhen's face wrinkled, "Let me go first!"
The man with glasses said seriously: "Don't let me go! If you jump, I won’t be able to swim.”
Ye Zhenzhen couldn’t laugh or cry, “I can’t even jump if you do!”
Glasses. The man hesitated and said: "Really?"
Ye Zhenzhen frownedHe raised his head and raised his wrist, "You grabbed my wrist, it hurts so much, it hurts like hell!"
The man with glasses was doubtful: "You really don't want to jump into the river?"
Why do you want to die? ? She wants to keep her life and fight against her fate! Ye Zhenzhen took a long breath, "I really don't want to die."
The man with glasses hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand.
The showers have begun to subside, and the lotus leaves are filled with raindrops.
Ye Zhenzhen leaned against the railing, flicked her wrist, and looked up at the black silk of the night.
"You are a little girl, why are you not going home and standing by the river in the middle of the night?"
"You are not going home either?"
"I It's overtime." The man with glasses was tall and leaning against the railing. He raised his hand and touched his head. "Little girl, it's dangerous not to go home at night."
There are always people in this world. Will hurt you, but there are also people who have good intentions all the time. Being hurt maliciously by others, yet warmed by the kindness of strangers. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile bitterly, no one knew the script of life in the next second.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but shiver as the cool breeze hit her and her wet clothes stuck to her skin.
"Do you need me to take you home?" The man with glasses raised his hand and pointed to the black car at the end of the bridge.
Ye Zhenzhen shook the battery car key and said, "Do you need me to take you home?"
The man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and then the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Ye Zhenzhen got on the e-Donkey and put on her helmet, "Although I didn't want to jump into the river, I still want to thank you."
She started the e-Donkey, turned the accelerator, and started briskly Drive across the bridge.
The man with glasses was stunned for a moment.
He came back to his senses and shouted loudly to Ye Zhen Zhen's thin back: "Goodbye!"
Ye Zhen Zhen freed up a hand and waved behind her .
The diners in the restaurant downstairs were laughing against the dark night, and mocking their exhaustion with their cheerful talk over wine.
After taking a shower, I stood by the window, Yuncheng was shrouded in night.
She stood for a long time, so long that her legs began to feel numb and her heart began to twitch.
In the darkness, she hugged her knees and sat on the bed, acting like an ostrich with her head buried.
Wen Baijing’s voice kept ringing in his ears.
"I'm afraid that one day you will regret working here."
The emotions in her chest were surging, Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were sore, and tears slid down her cheeks and fell on her collarbone. nest. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands to prevent her crying from disturbing Weiye.
I thought of my dignity being stepped on and torn apart in public. She kept beating herself, leaving bruises on her smooth calves.
She replayed the experience after arriving in Cloud City frame by frame in her mind.
Everything that happened today was the result of her self-contempt, and the cause was also caused by her.
There are many roads to take. She knows she is wrong but still takes chances. She can’t blame others.people. If you can't give up your self-esteem, you still have to sell it. How can there be such stupid people in the world! She is not even as good as those who face themselves openly. At least others follow their hearts and do not embarrass themselves.
She is thin-skinned, has a glassy heart, has a stubborn temper, and is not tactful enough. She is not born with the talent to play both sides and be good at dancing.
Tears and tears intertwined, annoyance and regret overlapped together. Ye Zhenzhen, this is your punishment for doing something wrong. Crying can't change the facts.
She collapsed on the bed, and the paper towels beside the bed were covered with flowers.
In a blur of confusion, fragments of the past flash back and forth. When I first arrived in Yuncheng, I laughed every day; I fell in love with Yuhui and fantasized about it for a lifetime; I resigned from the supermarket and jumped into the quagmire...
In my dream, one night, colorful rain fell from the sky. There was a man, holding an umbrella, standing in the colorful rain, walking towards her step by step.
Suddenly someone rushed over and shouted:
"Ye Zhenzhen, you are just a plaything!"
"A nightclub waiter, why are you pretending to be noble? ! ”
…
She frowned, her hair stuck to her cheeks, sweat was pouring from the pores all over her body, and her skin was covered with big beads of sweat.
Her red face was covered with clear dewdrops. In the dream, she kept shaking her head, and the dewdrops slid down.
Her chest rose and fell greatly, her whole body was shaking, and her teeth were chattering.
The sun shines through the window, and the warm yellow light covers her face.
In the distant space and time, there was a roaring sound that filled the sky, shouting back and forth in my ears.
The sun was dazzling, her eyelids were extremely heavy, and the shadow of her thick eyelashes was reflected on her face.
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The sound of "clang" footsteps came to my ears, and the entire stairwell shook and shook with the sound of footsteps.
The fat guy upstairs is losing weight very well!
She opened her eyes with force, raised her hand and touched her head, it was a little hot.
He struggled to get up, rummaged in the drawer, and swallowed the cold medicine with cold water in the cup.
Ye Zhenzhen leaned against the wall in despair, and the cold air immediately hit her back. Forget it, just lie down!
A dusty ceiling fan hangs from the gray-white ceiling of the small attic.
She stared at the ceiling and cleared her mind.
In nightclubs, waiters are called young masters and princesses to highlight the dignity of guests.
The most valuable thing in a nightclub is dignity! It's not even as good as a piece of straw paper for wiping your buttocks. Packing up dignity and selling it by the pound is not as valuable as a mineral water bottle.
She wants to start over with her broken dignity, down to earth. Go find an ordinary job and be a simple Ye Zhenzhen.
The goal is just three million...
It’s not just nightclubs that can make money, I still hopesome!
Everything will be fine!
Hmm! Yes!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhenzhen cheered up and got up. Let’s fill her stomach first! If you don’t eat breakfast, your stomach will hurt and it will be fatal!
When you come to a noodle shop, stand next to the customers who are about to finish their meal, wait for others to lift their butts, and immediately grab a seat.
The steam in the kitchen cauldron is filled with hope.
The warm noodle soup enters the stomach and makes people feel warm.
After Ye Zhenzhen finished eating the noodles, she walked into a small supermarket and bought a phone card.
She wants to start over, and everything about the nightclub must be deleted from her life.
Throw away the old card, replace it with a new phone card, turn on the phone and tell your parents that it is safe.
By the way, I sent text messages to Ye Mao and Lin Xiaoxi.
The small loft is about to expire and there is no intention to renew the lease. After all, it’s too painful to take a bath in winter and breathe half of it! A young body can withstand hardships, but colds from time to time can also be annoying.
There are rental information posted everywhere nearby. The more sophisticated rental information is printed on A4 paper. The original landlord writes it in his own hand, focusing on being informal.
She found several informal rental information and called them one by one to view the houses.
It’s not that Qiao’s rental information is not good, she is worried about meeting second-hand landlords. In fact, the market prices are the same, but she is afraid of trouble.
Ye Zhenzhen chose a private house across the street from the small attic, a six-story staircase house, and lived on the third floor, a 40-square-meter single room with air conditioning, water heater, and small balcony.
Five hundred a month.
Bet one and pay three.
Although there is no kitchen, it’s okay. It’s troublesome to cook alone. Besides, the cockroaches in Yuncheng are very scary. If you don’t cook, there will be fewer cockroaches.
Yuncheng is big or small. You can go anywhere with a small eDonkey.
It’s not a big problem to find a house first and then find a job.
Ye Zhenzhen took the key, bought a bottle of disinfectant in the supermarket downstairs, mopped the floor with the disinfectant, and wiped all the places that could be wiped.
Pushing open the balcony window and opening the door, Ye Zhenzhen staggered due to the draft.
After taking a breath, she cleaned it a second time with clean water.
She locked the door and went back to the opposite street to get her luggage. Apart from the quilt, she only had some clothes and a woven bag as her luggage.
In the glittering Yuncheng, she had just taken a shower in the morning, packed her luggage and was sweating again.
Her eyes stopped on the oil-paper umbrella, there were hundreds of them!
It can also be used on rainy days, of course you have to take it with you.
Holding a woven bag in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other, she walked slowly across the highway.
Arriving downstairs in the newly rented room, Ye Zhenzhen’s legs were shaking a little. It rained last night and I haven't recovered yet.
There are supermarkets and restaurants downstairs selling stinky tofu, snacks, barbecue, fruits, etc.
Living in an old house is still convenient, not far from the city center, hospital, and vegetable market.
Many outsiders rent here, and it smells like fireworks.
Well, it’s a bit chaotic...
Ye Zhenzhen carried her luggage and climbed the stairs. From time to time, people went up and down the stairs, smoking, spitting, and talking loudly. It's not that she dislikes her, she is a member of the lower class herself, but people at the bottom will also be unhappy if someone spits at your feet.
She frowned, poured all her strength into her right arm, and carried the woven bag as high as she could.
Seeing her moving alone, two yellow-haired young men wearing tight pants and beanie shoes came up to chat with her:
"Beauty! Do you need help?"
Ye Zhenzhen ignored the two of them and climbed up the stairs as if no one was around.
She can do this little thing by herself and doesn’t need help from others. What's more, for young people who are idle in society, if you reply, others will think you are easy to talk to.
In order to avoid trouble, it is always better to provoke less and talk less.
Ye Zhenzhen returned to the room and laid out the sheets and quilts.
Holding the umbrella, I didn’t know where to put it.
The wardrobe had three layers, and there was nothing on the top layer. She tiptoed to put the oil-paper umbrella into the wardrobe.
Before closing the closet, Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand and pushed the umbrella inside.
After finishing the tossing, he lay on the double bed and wrote a big word. I can finally stretch my arms and legs.
When I woke up, it was already half past six.
She originally planned to work until 520, but now she is not going to go.
No more deposits and commissions!
Without the three thousand yuan, she would not starve to death. But if she continued to go to work, she would rather die.
As for the bill that came up last night, Wen Baijing would definitely buy it. Even if he doesn't buy it, his deposit and commission are enough to offset it.
The smell of fried stinky tofu drifts into the balcony, and you can smell it carefully, as well as the fragrant fragrance of roses.
Five-two-zero...
Thinking of five-two-zero, she wanted to laugh.
On a day like Valentine’s Day, it’s hard to get along with her!
I was dumped on February 14th and humiliated in public the night before May 20th. Apart from Ye Zhenzhen, I was afraid I couldn’t find anyone else.
She didn’t know if other people would look forward to 520 after going through this. But she is too small-minded to be heartless.
Fuck Valentine’s Day! Fuck the 520 uncle!
While others celebrate the holidays, she overcomes the tribulations!
If I were dumped on another day or humiliated on another time, I wouldn’t remember it so hard!