Want to spend the rest of my life selling chrysanthemum tea

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

February in G city is sunny, the sky is calm, and the vegetation is happy. It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and it is Cui Xiaojing's favorite time.

He was lazily lying on the rocking chair, and the warm spring light seemed to penetrate into his bones, making him feel comfortable, but no matter how bright the spring light was or how gentle the spring breeze was, it could not soothe the loneliness in his heart.

It has been 9102 years, and the country has already achieved common prosperity.However, natural disasters or man-made disasters will not stop happening because of common prosperity.

Cui Xiaojing has no parents. He was abandoned by his parents to a "nursery" when he was born. He was adopted by Grandma Cui when he was five years old. When he was 17, Grandma Cui also left him. Since then, he has no relatives in this world. Relatives, nothing to worry about.

In the five years since she lost her grandma, Cui Xiaojing fulfilled her grandma's last wish "to see this beautiful world" by serving dishes and washing dishes in various restaurants.

In 9102, not many people are willing to do such tiring tasks as serving dishes and washing dishes, so the salary they can receive has always ranked first in all industries.

Cui Xiaojing also doesn't like this job, but he has never studied in a regular school, and has never obtained a work permit in any industry, so he can only do tasks such as serving dishes and washing dishes that do not require a certificate.

It's not that Cui Xiaojing never went to school, all his studies were done at home through "color contact lenses".Of course, the "color contact lenses" here are not the ordinary contact lenses for making the eyes look better, but the "color contact lenses that change life" invented by scientists after 100 years of painstaking efforts.

All kinds of "color contact lenses" are sold in "color contact lens" stores just like mobile phones in the developing world. Installing them in the eyes not only looks beautiful, but the more awesome function is that they are controlled by voice.

People no longer have to carry "bulky" mobile phones around. It can be said that "color contact lenses" can almost satisfy all human imaginations about mobile phones. Even expensive cameras in developing countries can only be reduced to "cultural relics". The photos taken by Hitomi will be automatically composed and beautified according to the wishes of the owner, making the industry of photographers disappear in the torrent of history.

"Color contact lenses" of course also have disadvantages. No matter how powerful their functions are, you still have to replace "color contact lenses" on a daily, monthly, quarterly and yearly basis. That is to say, the cheaper they are, the shorter their lifespan.

Cui Xiaojing's "Color Contacts" are the latest and have a ten-year lifespan.It is true in this era that the rarest is the most expensive. Only people like Cui Xiaojing, who earn the salary of serving dishes and washing dishes all the year round, can possibly raise enough money to buy it.

Five years have passed, Cui Xiaojing has fulfilled her grandma's last wish, and has seen all the most beautiful scenery in the world, but she is still alone.

Cui Xiaojing finally returned to City G in the spring, the city where he grew up.

In the eyes of outsiders, his work is "humble" and he has not contributed to the socialist country at all. Therefore, even if he is rich, no one wants to be friends with him. Everyone thinks that he is not enterprising and not worthy of association.

Cui Xiaojing often thinks, what is the reason for a person like him to be born in this world?What is the meaning of his life?No one will answer him.

After fulfilling his grandma's last wish, his heart, who had no desires and desires, gradually withered into eight hundred miles of barren fields.Empty and desolate.

Spring is sleepy, autumn is exhausted, summer is dozing off and winter is March.Cui Xiaojing lay on the rocking chair and hummed a few words of soft music played by "Color Contacts" from time to time. Today's sunshine is also very gentle, warming the body, which is very suitable for catching up on sleep.

Cui Xiaojing was like a big white cat greedy for the sun, only caring about sleeping sweetly in the beautiful spring.

Suddenly feeling short of breath, Cui Xiaojing woke up suddenly and found that he was actually in the water, the water in all directions squeezed him, no wonder he couldn't breathe.

Before he could think too much, Cui Xiaojing floated to the surface in a dog-planing style.

How is this going?Shouldn't he have a good sleep in the sun in the yard?where is thisWhat's the matter with his ancient costume?Could it be Truman's World?

Cui Xiaojing pinched herself hard, and found that she was not dreaming. After resting enough, she groped and swam to one side, and soon landed on the shore.

It was pitch black all around, Cui Xiaojing commanded the "Color Contact" to turn on the flashlight, and the light illuminated the front along his eyes looking around.

After seeing the whole environment here, Cui Xiaojing was a little speechless. Just now he almost drowned in the pool in a big antique house. What is the situation?

He walked into the house, trying to find some clothes to change out of his uncomfortable, wet clothes.

But after walking a few steps, his legs felt weak, and he sat down again.

A Buddhist like Cui Xiaojing couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart!Who is such a prank!If he can't swim, wouldn't he be dead today?

Cui Xiaojing really couldn't figure out who would have such a big enmity with him and want to put himself to death, but he soon calmed down, and he could do whatever he liked, anyway, there would be no other disturbances in life.

He began to pessimistically summarize all the things he had experienced in the past 22 years, and then sadly found that no matter how far he was indifferent to the world, self-reliant and self-reliant, in fact, at the moment of death, he still regretted this. I have never been warmed by friends, loved by my parents, or spoiled by my lover in my life.

He was so isolated and helpless in this life, Cui Xiaojing shed tears silently as he thought about it, as if he wanted to cry away the grievances and loneliness of so many years, and fell asleep in a daze after crying, tears traced Make the whole handsome little face look cute and pitiful.

He had a dream, in which he was still wearing this wet ancient costume, with the clothes sticking to his body, making him look even more frail.Suddenly a monk descended from the sky in front of him and said something silently and said to him: "Almsgiver, you have to look forward and cherish the fate you have now. Once it comes, you will be at ease. There is no going back to the past, no going back." Then she saluted him briefly and disappeared.

Cui Xiaojing felt baffled, what is it that the past cannot go back?There is no going back to the past!

Waking up again, Cui Xiaojing found herself lying on a large wooden flower-carved bed, covered with a thin quilt, but the bed was okay, it smelled like a retro style, but the quilt was too ugly, right? The blue quilt is covered with red peonies, how can there be such an ugly quilt in 9102!

Will there be such an aesthetic person?

Looking outside, the whole room seems to be decorated in an ancient style, and there is a young man in servant clothes lying on the mahogany round table.