My 26-year-old female tenant: Gufan on the Island

While waiting for Le Yao to change clothes, I looked at the time out of habit. It was already 8:56 in the evening; this is a very interesting time point. For people who don’t have nightlife, this is the end of the day. But for someone like me who likes nightlife, this is a new beginning, and because of this new beginning, I will change my appearance. I will release the most restless genes in my body, sometimes getting drunk in bars, sometimes wandering on the streets, do not wanna go Home……

It seems that I haven't said "good night" to anyone for a long time, because no one sleeps later than me...

Since Jane Wei left me, I have been accustomed to going to bed late because she is in the United States and there is a huge time difference between us. If I want to chat with her for a while, I have to go to bed late; after the breakup, I have no way to go to bed early. Even if I am already lying on the bed and feeling terribly sleepy, as soon as I close my eyes, her face and her past will appear in my mind.

As time goes by, even the bad habit of going to nightclubs seems to have become a last resort. With the last resort as a talisman, I have fallen into peace of mind, and I don't even think that this is actually a terrible vicious cycle.

……

In a trance, Le Yao had changed her clothes and stood in front of me; I was called back to my thoughts, and then I looked at her. She really depends on her clothes and her saddle. After changing her clothes, she suddenly became less stunning, but It also gave me a little more intimacy.

She spun around, showing off her new outfit, and asked me, "Aren't you going to push too hard this time?"

"Well...it looks much more pleasing to the eye..."

"Are you biased against those luxury brands?"

"It's a bit...people are people, no matter how you package them, they still have two eyes and one nose."

I was explaining my words carelessly, but Le Yao looked at me, as if thinking. After a long time, she asked me: "Are you and Robben very concerned about the class gap?... They all smell sour."

I exhaled heavily and wanted to let go of something, but suddenly my heart sank again, and then split into two consciousnesses, and they had a fierce quarrel in my mind...

I finally said to Le Yao: "What we care about is not the class gap, but the feeling of being trapped in this gap..."

Le Yao is very smart, or rather sensitive. I just seemed hesitant to speak, so she took over my words and said: "You must have had a very rich girlfriend... and in the end, it was not equal in this relationship. I was emotionally frustrated."

I laughed, then lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then replied: "It's not just the relationship between men and women, sometimes there are also class barriers between men... Speaking of which, college When I was in college, I had a really good friend who I got along with very well. His family was the largest tobacco and alcohol dealer in Nanjing. Before I graduated, I always felt that we could be friends for life... But not long after graduation, our relationship seemed to grow overnight. The time faded away... Later, I realized that when I was in college, I had no choice. Everyone went into the same classrooms, ate in the same cafeteria, and were interested in the same things and people, so there would always be endless topics to talk about. ...But when he enters the society, his life suddenly has many intersections. He can buy luxury cars and mansions, inherit the family business, and even go abroad to further his studies...But relatively ordinary people, we still live the same life as in college. We have to choose a life, go to work step by step every day, and feel helpless and confused for a long time... He doesn't understand our pain, and we can't touch his life. If we force them to be together, no one will feel comfortable... It can't be done Let’s keep talking about those crappy things in college, it won’t end forever... People have to live in the present.”

I don’t know if these inner words touched Le Yao; anyway, she just looked at me and said nothing; and Robben, standing at the door of the hotel, was already greeting us, indicating that his father would be here soon.

At this time, Le Yao said: "I understand, the reason why you were willing to give me those kindnesses in times of need was because you thought we were the same people and of the same class..."

"No, I think you are worse off than me. At least, I still have a real job, and you are just hanging around waiting to die."

Le Yao looked a little unconvinced, but burst out laughing again, and said to me: "Yes, I am just a person who is just waiting to die... If you like, I can always live a worse life than you." …”

"Then please explain, what's going on with the outfit you just wore?"

"I'm not talented, but I'm pretty pretty, so I once had a very rich boyfriend... These were all given to me by him... But don't worry, in order for us to have a class friendship in the future, you I will never see these luxuries on me again.”

I sincerely sighed: "To a certain extent, we are in the same boat... You must be very disappointed now, right?"

"Well, I'm disappointed... I'm disappointed."

Le Yao said this, but there was no trace of disappointed expression on her face; then she suddenly took my arm and looked at me with a smile.

I was a little confused, so she pointed to another intersection and said to me: "Look, is that Robben's father..."

Only then did I suddenly remember that I had to pretend to be a couple with Le Yao in front of Robben's father... Unexpectedly, she cared about it more than me, probably because she thought it was a fun thing.

It's quite fun. Robben and I have been together for a long time, and today I finally have the opportunity to be a "happy man" with a sense of belonging in front of him, and he'll just have to deal with it...

He just made it up to himself, letting a woman as good as CC not love him, living alone, lonely, and facing his father in a pretentious manner.

Compared to being disgusted with the class gap, I couldn't stand the way he looked in suits and ties.

It’s so pretentious!

It is said that in order to quickly enter the role of a worker, this morning, he even took a bus with his briefcase and called his father on the bus. His words were full of workers. The energy and busyness...

……

Robben’s father was a big drinker, so that I, who didn’t want to restrain myself from drinking, soon stopped drinking. I forgot a lot of things, and I only vaguely remember: When Robben was drinking, he tried to His father brainwashed him and said that music can be ranked alongside philosophy and religion, that art is a flower watered by suffering, and that music is the best refuge for mankind...

His dad seemed to listen carefully, but in the end he summed everything up with the word "fart".

This hit Le Yao and I so hard that we laughed out loud for a long time...

……

In addition to these, when the show ended at the end, there seemed to be a little memory: Le Yao supported me and asked me, seemingly seriously, if I hated getting along with rich people?

I can’t remember the specifics, I just remember the four words “keep a respectful distance”.

Of course, these four words came from my mouth. Even though I drank too much, I did not express them with extreme emotions, but the awe in my heart was real, because I have really suffered enough from the class gap... …

I have completely lost the desire to interact with rich people, let alone cling to them.