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"Part of it is, of course I'm not going to be the only one. The reason I don't want to go to work is because I want to have more time for myself. I'm tired of clocking in!"

"Well, I think with your personality, you shouldn't let the [-] to [-] office work restrict you!"

I looked at Sister Tong and felt that she still understood me, and it was a very good feeling to have such a "confidant" by my side.

When I came back from Canada, I thought more about my future and my career. In this world, there is an absolute truth, that is, the economic base determines the superstructure! I used to live too casually, For money and career, I never thought too much about it. I have no worries about food and clothing, that's enough! However, judging from the fact that I was resigned, my position is like that. In the face of greater pressure, I was forced to obey.And this is what Su Qingyun taught me!

Chapter 61

In the next few months, I lived very comfortably, and I think I really fell in love with this free life.

I worked for many magazines and newspapers, and I bought all the paintings I painted in Canada.There is a mainstream travel magazine in China called "On the Road". It is a very popular travel magazine in China and has a huge group of donkey fans all over the country.The editor-in-chief of this magazine, after seeing my paintings, said in an email that he hoped that I could be their special illustrator. It would be great if I could open a travel-themed column.Of course I replied, no problem! I also thought about it. Nowadays, in travel magazines, or travel notes, photos are indispensable, and there are almost no paintings to record the scenery.I think if I really make a column and use words and paintings to write travel notes, it will definitely make people's eyes shine.It's just that I may work hard. Painting is not as easy as taking pictures. It takes me a few seconds to complete a painting.But fortunately, I am willing to paint. Nowadays, everything is "fast food". Slowing down is actually a luxury!

I was making breakfast today, and there was an email alert on my phone. I glanced at it, and it was the editor-in-chief of "On the Road", who asked me to make an appointment for next month's manuscript, and gave me all the titles--a perfect trip to Inner Mongolia! I wrinkled Frown, it’s late autumn now, the beauty of Inner Mongolia is the midsummer prairie with green grass, green sheep and fat. If you go to Inner Mongolia at this time, I’m afraid you won’t get much. Well, the grass is all yellow, what can there be to see?!

I replied to the editor-in-chief with my thoughts, and I will reply in a short while----the beauty of Inner Mongolia in late autumn, you will know it when you go there, and I look forward to your good works! There is only this sentence, and there is no other explanation.

I'm skeptical, anyway, I haven't been to Inner Mongolia this season, so I might as well go and have a look.Every time I go on a trip at the invitation of the magazine, I will be fully reimbursed for round-trip air tickets, board and lodging, etc.Staying at home is also staying, and it doesn't hurt to go there.I booked a direct flight to Wuhan two days later.

Since the last trip with Sister Tong, we haven't seen each other again.Sister Tong would call me every few days, chatting casually, sometimes talking about "rhyme". I have to say yes, this is the life I should live.Every time I receive a call from Sister Tong, I am very happy, but I rarely take the initiative to call her.After what happened to Su Qingyun, I seemed to have sealed off my emotions in a place that no one else could touch, and I even didn't want to talk about any feelings anymore.I'm tired and scared.

I admit that I have always been fascinated by Sister Tong, but I don't want to do anything rashly anymore. Now it is very good, like friends, and we have an unspeakable tacit understanding, which makes me very gratified.People's pain often comes from not being able to get what they want and being unable to do what they want.I clearly remember that when I called and confessed my love to Sister Tong foolishly, but got no response, I hung up the phone in shame.Now I have nothing to ask for, so I don’t feel the pain of not getting what I want. Although I often stare at the painting I once painted for her in a daze, such times are rare after all.

The Mid-Autumn Festival came late this year, it was already October, and I deliberately wanted to go to Inner Mongolia after the Mid-Autumn Festival.I don't like to eat moon cakes, and I never buy moon cakes to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival.It has been like this for many years. When I was studying, every Mid-Autumn Festival, the school would distribute a small box of mooncakes, and I would share them with my dormitory classmates. I didn't like to eat them.Today is the same, I spent a Mid-Autumn Festival without mooncakes with myself.There is a Mid-Autumn Festival party on the TV, and there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival party when it starts.I sat in the living room, watching the liveliness on TV, and suddenly felt a little lonely.My home is not too big, but I am still a little lonely.Maybe in my bones, I'm not so used to being alone, so I hired Xiaomeng to live with me not long after I changed this house.Thinking of Xiaomeng, it has been a long time since she got married and moved away, we seldom contacted each other.

I picked up the phone, looked at Xiaomeng's name in the address book, thought about it, and dialed it.

The phone rang for a long time and was picked up. Before the people on both ends of the phone could speak, the voice of a child crying came from the microphone, followed by Xiaomeng's voice, "Baby, be good, let mother answer the phone first." !"

"Xiaomeng!" I called Xiaomeng's name, does she have a baby?

"Ah, Sister Bai----" Xiaomeng was obviously very busy. She had just said a few words when she heard her shout, "Old Hu, come over and look at the baby. He is so small, how can he Let him eat mooncakes!"

"Didn't you see that I was busy?" There was a man's voice, very impatient.

"You look at your broken phone all day, what's there to see?" It was Xiaomeng's voice, "Did you hook up with another beauty?"

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I don't want to listen anymore, I feel that the voice on the phone is even more chaotic than the voice on the TV, "Xiaomeng!" I raised my voice, "I have nothing to do, I just wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, you should be busy first, and then talk when you are free , okay?"

Xiaomeng quickly said, "I'm sorry, Sister Bai, it's too messy here now, we'll talk later when I'm free. Ah, I also wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Thank you, bye!" I offered to say goodbye and hung up the phone.One second before hanging up, there was still chaos on the other end of the phone.Putting down the phone, I couldn't help but think that Xiaomeng is married and has a baby, but it sounds like her life is chaotic and noisy.Is this the life that Xiaomeng wanted? She worked so hard in City A at the time, did she just want this kind of life?

I didn't want to think about it any more, I warmed myself a cup of milk, and sat in front of the TV, watching the programs on TV in a daze.I suddenly wonder what Sister Tong is doing now? Taking advantage of the holiday, let's say hello, she always calls me, it seems impolite.

I dialed Sister Tong's phone, and it almost rang before being picked up.

"Xiaobai!" Sister Tong's voice was quiet and joyful.

"Sister Tong!" Hearing Sister Tong's voice at this moment, I felt a kind of warmth in my heart. I muted the TV and wanted to have a good talk with her.The background on the other end of the phone is also very quiet, "Where is it?"

"Of course I'm at home!" Sister Tong also asked me, "How about you?"

"Also at home!" After the Mid-Autumn Festival, she didn't go out to party with her friends. "Is it because we are old, and we are willing to stay at home alone instead of going out to join in the fun?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sister Tong chuckled, "If you are old, what should I do?"

I laughed, yes, Sister Tong is older than me, so I shouldn’t say I’m old in front of people who are older than me, “Haha, I’m wrong, we’re just mature!”

"Well, that's about the same!" Sister Tong said, "It's getting late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Can't sleep," I told Sister Tong about my itinerary, "Sister Tong, I'm going to fly to Inner Mongolia tomorrow to collect and sketch!"

"Sketching?" Sister Tong was a little puzzled, "What kind of life do you want to write in Inner Mongolia this season?"

"A magazine asked me to write a manuscript, and it specifically wanted the scenery of Inner Mongolia in late autumn!"

"This request is really special. I read the weather forecast and said that the temperature in the north will drop in two days, and it will snow again!"