Nouveau riche love story

"Aha... Hurry up... Husband is awesome!"

On the screen, two lively bodies are passionately entangled together. The graceful body and the strong body are combined together, and a very pleasant body rubbing activity is going on.

Wang Xiaochen glanced at his roommate Zhang Song's computer screen, silently picked up a can of Coke and walked up to the balcony.

"Hey, Chen'er, come here quickly, I worked so hard to obtain this resource, look at this posture, this figure, tsk tsk tsk, absolutely amazing!"

After living together for a long time, even pornography is not taboo among boys.

Wang Xiaochen waved his hands in frustration, "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with nutrition and waste toilet paper."

In Q city in late autumn, the temperature is not very low, but it makes people feel very cold.

Mostly because of the coastal cities, the wind is very strong in autumn.

Wang Xiaochen gathered the gray woolen coat on his body, stared at the brightly lit neighborhood outside for a while, and remembered that the bottle of Coke in his hand was the last one left in the house, so he put it on the shelf on the balcony , went back to the house and poured himself a cup of steaming boiled water.

He glanced at the date on his phone, November 11, and counted on his fingers. This is the No. 16 day without wages.

This 22-year-old man who is about to turn 23 feels helplessly that he is either being suppressed by poverty by the throat of his fate, or his underpants are being stripped off his legs by poverty.

I have been out for an internship since my senior year, and I have been working for two years now. Wang Xiaochen doesn't know how he developed from zero assets to a current negative six thousand.

Oh no, the next quarter's rent should be paid in ten or so days. If the rent is added, he should be negative [-] now.

It wasn't a big deal at first, two months' salary was paid back, but the problem is, he lost his job!

The relative who had just graduated from the leadership took the post, and the company gave him a little bit of compensation, and kicked out the idiot whose labor contract hadn't expired.

"Chen'er, if there are no accidents, let's go to Shanghai after the rent is due in April next year."

Zhang Song, who watched the body art action movie, told him.

Wang Xiaochen froze for a moment, then came back to his senses in an instant, "Ah...that..."

Zhang Song said again: "I've inquired. If my job is in Shanghai, my salary will be [-]+. In Q city, don't count on it. I think I will starve to death sooner or later."

"But...but..." The silly boy hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said to Zhang Song: "Song, you know, my illustration career has not been going well recently, and it may take me a month to earn that little money." We can’t even pay the rent, if we can make it out before April next year, we’ll go to Shanghai. If not, then probably… I guess I’ll find a small [-]th-tier city with cheap rent.”

After hearing this, Zhang Song, who was originally full of hope, was also ashamed.

"Chen'er, how poor were you when you were the poorest?"

Wang Xiaochen hugged his hot water cup and sat on the sofa, very depressed.

"When I was in high school, my dad gave me 200 yuan to eat for two weeks, and I lost it on Monday. In the end, I only spent 40 yuan on food for two weeks. One burrito for one yuan in the morning, and two burritos for one yuan at noon Leek pie, hungry at night. Looking forward to the unsatisfactory burrito in the morning since four o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhang Song: "Do you feel that the poorer you are, the more your appetite increases? When I was the poorest, I was in college. Ma Dan! At that time, our family's business lost a lot. My dad didn't pay me for living expenses, so I relied on giving I live as a tutor. My brother’s girlfriend was still pregnant at that time, and I was borrowed all the money to have an abortion.”

He sniffed his nose and continued: "Instant noodles are steamed buns. I dare not buy instant noodles for two yuan and five dollars. I buy them all for one yuan and five yuan. I put them in the lid of the teapot to soak them. If I can't eat enough in one bag, I have to dip them in steamed buns." Noodle soup. I dare not buy spicy strips and pickles, for fear that those things will whet my appetite.”

Wang Xiaochen silently broke off a half-price chicken cake that was discounted in the supermarket, stuffed it into his mouth and said, "Why do you still use the teapot lid to make instant noodles, why can't you use a lunch box?"

"Lunch boxes don't cost money! If I have the money to buy lunch boxes, I can buy a few more steamed buns, isn't it good? At that time, buddy, I was so poor that I deducted the money in the piggy bank for food. For ten cents, I scraped together fifty or sixty cents, and bought two small steamed buns. Back then, people who worked part-time and ran around were easily hungry, and they were so poor that they felt like licking their fingers.”

The smooth-haired boy in the gray coat stretched out on the sofa, looking very much like a cat that has lost its dried fish, and said unlovingly, "I feel like I'm about to enter that day."

"Hehe, come on, the typical salary in Q City is low and consumption is high, especially now that you have left the cheap and affordable campus, you think you can spend 40 yuan for two weeks now. The big buns at the door are two yuan Five, three pieces of meat, four pieces of beef. After three meals a day, no matter how you save, you can save twenty."

"I spent eight yuan the day before yesterday. The supermarket had a discount on steamed stuffed buns. If you spend ten yuan, you will get three yuan off. Four buns will be 11 yuan, and you will get three yuan off. The total is eight yuan. I get up late in the morning, two at noon, and two at night."

"Yesterday, a certain group had a red envelope of 35 minus 35, plus the seller's own [-] minus [-], and the Bank of China card deducted [-] and [-] points. I bought a large portion of fried rice with beef cubes and a box of fried potato shreds. A total of eight six."

"I ate a bag of snail rice noodles this morning. The supermarket discounted it to [-] yuan, and it didn't cost me to eat with you at night..."

Zhang Song and Wang Xiaochen have been co-renting together for so long, how much affection did they develop?He said to Wang Xiaochen with distress: "Didn't Zhang Linjing say in the group two days ago that he wanted to invite you to his house for dinner?"

Wang Xiaochen wanted to cry without tears, staring straight at the discounted vegetables in the corner before he received them in time, took a sip of plain water and said, "I, I'm afraid that I will go to his house, and he will let me buy vegetables on the way!"

Zhang Song: "... Awesome! Well, Fade Chen will come over in a while, and I'll ask him to bring some chicken wings with rice, do you want to eat it? I'll ask him to bring you one too."

He shook his head, "Farewell, it's so expensive, and I still can't get enough to eat. Not one fried rice with eggs is real."