My 26-year-old Female Tenant

It took me an hour to write the stack of about 20 postcards, but my mood went up and down with the content I wrote on the postcards. I almost used my life's cultural accumulation, I converted my feelings into the form of lyrics and verses, and wrote them on these postcards. Although I am very satisfied, I don’t know if Mi Cai will understand all these or not when she receives a bouquet of star cards in the future. Pretend to be a profound or sincere message.

Xiaoyun carefully tied the postcards I wrote with rubber bands, and then asked me for the address of Mi Cai in the United States, and helped me take care of sending the bouquets, and I said: as long as I have time, , try to make time for yourself to send, I feel that I am sincere only when I send it by myself.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xiaoyun closed the flower shop as usual, and after spending so long on this night, I finally felt hungry again, so on this old street, there was Xiaojun pushing a bicycle and me again. A figure smoking a cigarette.

We walked in silence along the way. After all, Xiaojun, who was pushing the car, couldn’t type on the mobile phone at this time, so I smoked and turned the lighter over and over between my fingers in boredom, and I was indeed I am a master at playing with lighters, so Xiaoyun has been watching with great interest the lighters in my hand changing all kinds of non-repeating tricks.

  I finally asked Xiaoyun, "What do you want to eat?"

  Xiaoyun looked at the noodle shop opposite, and asked for my opinion if I would like to eat a bowl of water noodles with eggs.

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In the pasta shop, we were sitting by the window, waiting for the good pasta. As always, Xiaoyun took out her notepad to sort out today's accounts, and I looked at the night scene outside the window in a daze. All the dryness and dilapidation of the old city, and the earth compactor that is still working!

  I finally asked Xiaoyun on the opposite side: "Xiaoyun, do you like this old city?"

  Xiaoyun communicated with me by directly writing on the notepad with a pen this time: "I don't like it, but I belong here..."

I nodded and turned my head to look out the window, but the world seemed to present the artistic conception of this old city at night, so a beggar holding a bamboo pole and looking for food in the trash bin appeared in my sight , but in a flash, he walked to another trash can that I couldn't see, only the bamboo pole and the sack dragged a burst of dry dust on the ground.

The world once again became three-dimensional in my mind. Just a few hours ago, I saw a group of people who were well-known in the entertainment industry, as well as Le Yao and Cao Jinfei who were born with a golden key in their mouths. For the golden boy and jade girl, I never thought that in the next block, there are these people living on the edge of life, who don’t even know what loneliness and loneliness are, and the meaning of their life is to find food scraps in the trash can that can satisfy their hunger. .

I pinched my dry and itchy nose, and after lighting a cigarette, I didn't want to talk anymore... I suddenly didn't like this world that was divided into ranks and ranks, I don’t want to think of Le Yao and Cao Jinfei, the golden boy and jade girl shining with the edge of the upper class... So, my world became silent in the noodle soup boiling around me... Finally, I cursed " This pretentious world”, the shop owner sent two bowls of egg noodles in clear soup.

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I took my bowl of steaming noodles and came to the side of the beggar who was still rummaging through the food in the trash can. Although it was winter, his body still exuded a disgusting smell. I took a deep breath. He took a puff of cigarette, trying to cover up the smell, and said to him, "Brother, turn around and give you a bowl of noodles."

The beggar turned his head and looked at me timidly, thinking that I was going to hit him, he quickly turned back and continued to search in the trash can. I realized that his nerves might be a little abnormal, so I put the He put his face on the ground, and then sat not far away, watching him by a car repair shop full of old tires.

My leaving made him feel no danger. Finally, he turned his head and looked at the bowl on the ground. Then he lay down on the ground and stuffed all the eggs and noodles into his mouth with his hands. I had to Approach him again and tell him: You can actually sit up and eat with chopsticks!

  He ran away in a flash...

I didn't know what mood I was in, and I kicked the bowl that still contained noodle soup into pieces... I felt that living in this "pretentious world" was extremely tormented... Isn't this world pretentious? Since it has a species that divides living people into grades, high-level and low-level, why doesn't it give those high-level people an immortal life? .....

So according to my logic, this is a world of pretentiousness, because it gave a certain group the ability to act pretentious, but it arranged the same ending as that beggar. In the end, we are all just a handful of soil lying in an urn ! But our descendants are still multiplying endlessly in this pretentious world...

  In the cold wind, I was panting in the roar of the steamroller...

  ...

  Xiaoyun came to my side at some point, she seemed to see this scene in her eyes, and asked me with the text typed on the mobile phone: "Are you in a bad mood?"

  I just calmed down, rubbed my temples heavily with my palm, and said to Xiaoyun with some apology: "I just hate certain phenomena!"

   "I always feel that you live very restless and struggling... Could it be that you have an anxiety disorder?"

Xiaoyun didn't know my real inner reaction at this time, so I suspected that I was suffering from anxiety disorder, but in fact I didn't. What I just did was when I was fighting and tearing up with some rock singers in the song, Angrily smashing the guitar is a similar expression. In the past, if the guitar that Jian Wei gave me was not too precious and carried my emotions too much, I would have been smashed to pieces when I was singing in a bar!

Xiaoyun looked at me worriedly again, I shook my head to her, indicating that I was fine, then took off the leather jacket on my body in the heat of release, and untied all the restraints on my hands and neck. Rings and necklaces, and then I extinguished the cigarette in my hand...Looking at the brightly lit giant hotel standing in the distance in the new city..... how many people are in this world at night? People who live with a sense of luxury will look for the most primitive physical pleasure in the luxurious rooms that reflect the distortion of human nature.

   Who else lays their soul on the glass and sees the beggar who buried himself in the trash looking for food scraps under the broken tire?

  The night became deeper with the sound of the steamroller!

  ...

The mobile phone in my pocket pierced the depths of the night with an incomprehensible attitude. I wiped off the cold sweat in my hands and took the mobile phone out of my pocket, but felt the world and the neon lights flashing in the distance Frozen at this moment... This call is from Le Yao.

  I unbuttoned the cuffs of my shirt again, connected to her phone, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

   "You come to the restaurant in the empty city and send Jinfei and me to the hotel. He drank too much!..."

   "Where is Robben, let Robben give it to you, or cc, Wei Manwen!"

"Everyone drank too much... You not only want to send us, but you also have to send them back one by one safely... This is the pre-wedding party held by Jinfei and I, everyone must be safe Go back...you come quickly!... hurry up!"

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  After reading this chapter, many people may think that I missed the chapter again. . . But it is my favorite chapter since I wrote the book, I need such a release @!