Life is precious

My name is Jiang Jie and I just turned 21 today.If I'm not mistaken, today should be my birthday.But ever since I was placed under house arrest, I no longer have a concept of what Xixi is.I was not allowed to talk to too many irrelevant people, and I was told not to talk nonsense when I got out of the car.I didn't want to cry and protest like a shrew swearing at the street, but I just glanced arrogantly at the speaker, noncommittal.

A cycle of 30 days, sometimes a cycle of 31 days, this is already the eighth cycle.Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.Although the days of being under house arrest were not easy, at least I survived for more than half a year.I couldn't help sighing with emotion, I was really more and more invulnerable.Pan Xiao said before that I was too indifferent. Although I didn't feel that much, I was indeed much more indifferent emotionally.

Before I met Pan Xiao, I was alone.Eat alone, go to the amusement park alone, and wander the streets alone.It's not that I don't have friends, it's just that it's troublesome and tiring to call out friends and companions.Especially when there are many people playing together, how lively and happy you are when you play, how lonely you will be when you return to a home with only one person.And I don't like to explain to others why I am the only one in my family and where my parents have gone.

And Pan Xiao is an exception, I don't feel upset or tired about everything about him.As long as it's related to him, even if I'm paralyzed on the bed and don't want to move, I can jump up immediately when I receive his call, feeling refreshed.It's just that there are not many such cases. After I lived in their house, it never happened again.I don't know when this kind of feeling sprouted. At the beginning, I also regarded him as a friend that I could talk to. Unknowingly, this kind of feeling changed.

Ah, I am pulling away.Leaving aside Pan Xiao, I feel very sore when I think about it.

I raised my head, and the setting sun was hanging slantingly on the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun was covering the land.There are more and more pedestrians on the road, and the noise of vehicles is getting louder and louder.People who have been busy for a day can finally go home, or invite friends and companions to spend the rare leisure time of the day.Ye is preparing to open his arms, the city that has been irradiated by the sun all day is slowly cooling down, and the stage belonging to the night has opened.

I strolled leisurely along the side of the street, and after another street, it was my destination.The place I'm going to is actually a coffee shop.Unlike the Starbucks all over the street, this coffee shop is very ordinary in this world, and its name is also inconspicuous among a bunch of shops.I don't know why I have to come to this coffee shop, the dessert and coffee are not so unique.But I'm too lazy to ask any more questions, just take a walk and have a cup of coffee.

The boss is not here today.In fact, he is not usually in the store.I have been here almost every day for the past two months, and I haven't seen him a few times.The boss is very young, and very sunny and handsome. He shows his big white teeth first when he sees people, as if he is afraid that others will not know that he often washes his teeth.

When I'm bored, I like to brainstorm. I guess the boss is either picking up girls or on his way to pick up girls.My guess is not groundless, I have seen him and the clerk in the store, a beautiful woman with an amiable smile, teasing several times.And I once saw him put his arm around the waist of a very pretty little boy.

It's the waist!Not shoulders!It's so obvious, it's obvious that the boss is a scumbag who eats both men and women.But this matter has nothing to do with me.So even though it was rare to meet the boss once, I greeted him very friendly.He also responded to me with a smile on his face.

Because of this incident, when I face the beautiful shop assistant, I always have a little pity and anger in my eyes unconsciously.When I look at her smiling, I always want to sigh in my heart, the boss is so obvious, why can't she see it.Since I don't know the facts, I don't talk too much when face to face, just like an ordinary frequent customer, and leave after buying coffee and cake.

I pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop, and the wind chime hanging on the door would ring crisply.Every time I hear this sound, I can't help but feel numb, it's really numb, I feel like the hairs all over my body stand up and then fall down.This is a sequela left by an experience in my childhood, not because Feng Ling offended me.But this matter is too troublesome to talk about, and I am too lazy to explain it.

Hearing the sound of me coming in, the clerk over there turned around, and it was the beautiful clerk.When she saw me, she immediately laughed, "You're here? What would you like to drink today?"

Speaking of which, she is quite similar to the owner of the coffee shop. They both like to laugh and have good teeth.I thought about it and thought I would like some Italian coffee today.The black coffee was too strong, so he said, "A cup of vanilla latte."

"Okay, wait a minute." With that, she turned around and got busy.

I listened to the rumble of the coffee machine while watching the cakes and breads on the counter.Although the business of this store is quite cold, the cakes taste pretty good, and they look very fresh, not from the next day.But I think with the personality of the owner of this coffee shop, even if the business is booming, he doesn't bother to bother.

"Ah...why am I so idle?" I couldn't help complaining to myself, "It's so unreserved to always talk about other people's private lives behind their backs all day long."

"Vanilla latte is ready." The voice of the beautiful clerk regained my attention. I casually pointed to a small cake that looked like it had a lot of chocolate, and said, "Take another cake."

"A total of 37, please keep it."

I handed her the money and said thank you.

"Welcome next time." She replied with a smile.

I walked out of the coffee shop with coffee and cake. There is a small park not far from here. Every evening, old men and women from the nearby community come here for a walk, and some people come here to walk their dogs and strollers. Then exchange parenting experiences with those who are also pushing the stroller.At this point, the park is quite lively.

After I found a bench and sat down, I began to drink coffee and eat cake slowly.

Occasionally someone strikes up a conversation with me and asks me if I live nearby or something. I usually smile and say "No, I'm just passing by", and then listen to the person say something about the parents, or complain about the difficulty of life.I usually just listen, and occasionally echo, but I really don't have any feelings in my heart.As a person who is currently under house arrest and has no personal freedom, I am worried about how to regain my freedom, and I don't have so much time to worry about spring and autumn.

Seeing that I didn't cooperate very much, the man left with a sigh, and I was happy and at ease.Although I have been clean for a long time, I am still a little lonely.

When the coffee was finished and the cake was eaten, it was still quite light.This season is when the days are long and the nights are short, and the point of direct sunlight is near the Tropic of Cancer.Of course, since I graduated from high school, this knowledge point is no longer important, and no one will specifically mention this point in the future.This is the case with many things in this world. After this stage of life, the important things in the past lose their original meaning, and new problems soon follow, followed by a new round of burnt-out.

I sat on the bench for a while, and soon several bodyguards in sunglasses and suits came towards me.I know they are asking me to go back.He also cooperated with them very much and stood up.

To be honest, I complained a lot about the bodyguard's attire. That outfit really had a few big characters written on it: "I am a bodyguard, and I have my master!"

The car slowly drove into a high-end residential area, which is really the kind where people who are either rich or expensive live.The kind of community I used to live in is already very high-end, but it still can't compare with here.Then I entered the gate of the villa grandly, accompanied by a large group of bodyguards, like an important person in a movie.

I really haven't received this kind of treatment when I grow up. If my mobile phone hadn't been confiscated at this time, I really want to post a picture to my circle of friends.I don't really care about these external things. No matter how gorgeous the cage is, it's still a cage.It’s just that there will always be idiots in the circle of friends showing off their wealth all day long. I just want those idiots who go to Australia and Northern Europe to open their eyes wide and see what is truly rich and expensive.

I have thought about the text, so it is called:

Today, my father took me to his friend's house for a family dinner. I was completely shocked by this kind of arrogance. It was the first time I felt the treatment of the young master!Can you completely crush the cruise ship?

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I've been really bored for too long, and I actually want to play such childish things as fighting pictures, but I can only entertain myself and have fun.The really rich and expensive people are very particular, and most of them are low-key and restrained. They don't really move all the shiny things into the house like nouveau riche.Therefore, I also complained about the brain-dead configuration of the Taiwanese version of idol dramas. I really feel that the dog's eyes are going to be blind, but Pan Xiao's mother likes it very much, and she prefers to let Pan Xiao and me watch it with her.Pan Xiao is not as patient as I am, so most of the time, I am watching with Pan's mother.

I don't get along much with my mother myself, so the care of older women warms my cold heart.Thinking of this, I feel that my feelings for Pan Xiao have deepened.

Ah... I'm really hopeless!

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