In this world, there are only two difficulties in making money: some people work hard to earn it, and some people work hard to spend it.
For the vast majority of people, there is no doubt that it belongs to the former.
For Jiang Qinghuai, this was naturally not an easy task. After getting married, in order to take care of her family, she chose an easy and stable job. What she studied in college had long been put aside.
At this time, it was unrealistic to get a high salary and return to her major, and she lacked experience, so she could only choose jobs where she could get commissions, hoping to earn more money based on her skills and performance.
However, how can it be so easy to achieve results?
During this process, some people even had bad thoughts because of her beauty. She angrily quit her new job that she had just found. When she returned home, she became more and more aggrieved and cried a lot.
However, even if she was sad and crying, she didn't have much time, because her husband was about to get off work and her daughter was about to get out of school, so she couldn't let them see her.
Wei Qingfan is already very tired from work, and his daughter has also been in a bad mood recently. There is no need to make them unhappy over such a trivial matter.
She wiped away her tears, turned on the computer and continued to look for work...
At night, she dragged her tired body but could not fall asleep. She turned her head and looked at Wei Qingfan who was sleeping beside her. Suddenly, the choice she made many years ago seemed to be before her again:
If you could do it over again, would you make the same choice?
The girls' dormitory was quiet and peaceful late at night, with only the gentle breathing of his roommates. In the hazy darkness, Jiang Qinghuai opened his eyes.
After a brief moment of blankness in her mind, she finally realized that it was just a dream, and then she lay there in a daze for a while before slowly breathing a sigh of relief.
She was in a daze for a while, then regained her composure, picked up the phone on the bedside, and turned it on to check the time.
Early morning of May 8, 2009, 3:11 minutes.
After being dazed for a while, she climbed out of bed gently, took two tissues from the table, and then left the dormitory.
It was already the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, and the sun was close to the sky. A nearly full moon hung in the sky. She walked to the public bathroom under the moonlight, and came back again under the moonlight. She climbed onto the bed and lay down as before.
After not feeling sleepy for a while, Jiang Qinghuai turned over, lying on his side and picked up his phone, then put it down, then picked it up again and opened QQ.
From a very young age, Jiang Qinghuai realized the importance of popularity from his father's experience, so he paid great attention to the relationship with his classmates.
Therefore, for most of her suitors, she adheres to the principle of not rejecting them unless they confess their feelings. Even if they confess their feelings, she will take care of their face and feelings and leave room for polite rejection.
This certainly brought her great popularity. Even among the rejected suitors, there were many classmates and friends who remained with her after taking a step back. It was rare that they would stop contacting after rejection and failure.
This is an advantage, but of course there are also disadvantages. For example, people often come to chat with her regardless of anything. In the past, there were people who often called her. She got angry and scolded someone before she got better.
But QQ messages are always indispensable.
Jiang Qinghuai was used to this, and he was not in the mood to reply at this time, otherwise many people would definitely ask questions like "Why didn't you sleep so late?" and "Is there anything you can tell me?".
She knows that people's kindness is precious, and she works hard not to live up to the kindness and care of others, even if it may contain a certain amount of utilitarianism.
But if there are too many of them, they become widespread, which is really a bit annoying.
Ignoring the content of the message, she opened the previous chat box and saw the chat content above.
"I'm working part-time, helping people look after the store."
"Good job"
"whispering sound"
“Work hard and pay [money]”
"Of course you have to work hard, otherwise you will support me."
"Hurry up and go to sleep, you will have everything in your dreams."
"[Roll eyes]"
"I'm going to bed first, good night"
…
The pink Nokia N72 in her hand was released in April 2006. She spent 2,000 yuan to buy it after taking the college entrance examination in June 2007. The 2.1-inch screen is not very big nowadays, but in the dark night, the screen is
The light was still enough to barely illuminate her face.
In the fluorescent light, the girl's pure and beautiful face showed a smile that seemed to be self-deprecating and sad. This did not detract from her beauty in the slightest, but it only made people feel distressed when looking at it.
It’s really like dreaming about everything...
In reality, let alone confession and improvement, there is not even a word of comfort...
She pursed her lips slightly, then swiped upwards to see the previous chat content.
They are all very ordinary conversations. Sometimes they ask each other for a study material, or ask about some gossip, or just gossip without any nutrition.
Probably because people are more emotionally sensitive late at night, she seemed to find these boring contents very interesting at the moment, and she turned to the top of the page without realizing it.
She looked at the time and saw that it was already early four in the morning, but she still didn't feel sleepy. However, she still had classes tomorrow, so she forced herself to put down her phone, stopped thinking about it, and tried hard to fall asleep.
But the more she wanted to fall asleep, the harder it became. She slept on the upper bunk, and it was difficult to turn over all the time, but she couldn't fall asleep. She kept lying in the same position, and felt sore muscles in her body. She lay on the bed for a while, and then
He quietly climbed out of bed again.
When her feet were already on the bed ladder and she was about to get off, she suddenly felt something in her heart, then she reached out and grabbed the phone and took it down.
The three roommates were all sleeping soundly. She stood in the middle of the dormitory with her cell phone in hand and hesitated for a moment, then quickly made up her mind.
Of course it is wrong to call someone after four o'clock in the morning. It will disturb other people's rest, and may even disturb their roommates.
but!
Who made that bastard not even care about himself?
Just "work hard"...you still need to say such nonsense?
With his attitude like this, it is appropriate to quarrel with him once. After all, it is probably only this once in this life...
The last thought flashed through her mind, and she felt inexplicably sour in her heart. Tears almost burst out of her eyes. She remembered the scene in her dream again, hesitated for a moment, controlled her emotions, and then walked out of the dormitory quietly.
The moon was still bright in the sky, and she quietly walked along the corridor to the bathroom. Suddenly she had a subtle feeling, novel and exciting...
From childhood to adulthood, she has always been very sensible. She is sensible in front of her teachers, sensible in front of her father, sensible in front of relatives, sensible in front of her classmates, and is still sensible in front of people younger than herself. It is just such "sensible" performance.
The form is different.
But the purpose and effect are the same, to make everyone feel "very good".
It seems like you haven't done anything like this before, right?
Calling people on the phone in the middle of the night without any legitimate reason, just "making trouble" and not wanting people to have a good night's sleep...
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little guilty.
Why are you angry?
Don't say that you haven't figured out whether you really like him yet. Even if you do, there is no reason for you to be so angry with him!
Wei Qingfan is chasing that girl from Peking University!
What right do I have to be angry here, or even to retaliate against him in this way?
She stood at the door of the public restroom, feeling that the "qi" in her heart was dissipating little by little, and then slowly building up again when it was about to disappear.
Yes, the principles are all correct, but I am just very angry and don’t want to reason...
"Yes! It's just unreasonable!"
She bit her lip hard, whispered to herself, as if to cheer herself up, and then with a resolute attitude, she dialed the guy's number with her mobile phone.
"Buzz..."
Wei Qingfan indulged too much for several days in a row, especially the two days before leaving, which was really a bit of a "loss". Therefore, after finally sending a message to Jiang Qinghuai, he fell asleep directly before ten o'clock.
He was already relatively alert when sleeping, and he went to bed relatively early. The phone next to his pillow vibrated for the first time, and he immediately woke up from his sleep state.
After confirming that the phone was vibrating, Wei Qingfan quickly picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Jiang Qinghuai. It was a bit strange. At the same time, he felt a kind of shock of "something big happened", completely dispelling his sleepiness, and lowered his voice and said: "Hello?
"
Jiang Qinghuai didn't expect that he would answer the phone so quickly. She was stunned for a moment, and then she discovered another problem.
I was very angry and willful and called, but I didn't think about what to say on the phone.
Because the reason why I wanted to call just now was simply that I couldn't sleep, and then I wanted to keep him awake too...
Now that it’s fine, they’ve answered the phone, what should I say?
Does he think he is crazy?
??
Wei Qingfan waited and saw that there was no sound from the other side. He held his breath and listened carefully. He confirmed that there was no sound. He probably encountered no danger. He relaxed a little and lowered his voice and asked: "Hello? Jiang Qinghuai? It's you.
?"
Jiang Qinghuai paused again, and then felt a little embarrassed. He didn't have any of the arrogant and confident momentum he had just now, and he responded in a low voice: "Well..."
When Wei Qingfan heard her response, he finally felt relieved and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"..."
Jiang Qinghuai stood in the public toilet, not knowing what to say for a moment.
When Wei Qingfan saw that he didn't speak, he thought about what Zhou Li and Yang Changyu said before going to bed, and understood a little bit. He whispered as low as possible: "Wait for me."
He climbed out of bed gently with his cell phone in hand. On the one hand, he was worried that he would disturb his roommate. On the other hand, he wanted to give Jiang Qinghuai time to calm down. At the same time, he also gave himself time to think about how to persuade and comfort her.
Frankly speaking, he admires people like Jiang Qifeng, but he doesn't like him. In short, he should keep a respectful distance from him.
Respect is sincere; wanting to stay away is also frank.
However, Jiang Qinghuai had no choice. He had no choice but to stay away from such a father.
In any case, when a classmate comes to chat with me late at night, it is an interruption and a sign of trust.
At the same time, it is also troublesome, so you have to handle it carefully, comfort her, but not let her misunderstand, let alone be attracted to you.
This has nothing to do with morality. Since he had the idea of "a small heart can hold a lot of fragrance", there is no morality to speak of in this regard, but there are still some standards set by himself.
Even if you put aside all these things, you still have to consider doing what you can. Now the senior sister is almost draining herself dry. There will be Miaomiao in the future. If there is another one, wouldn't it mean that the bird is gone and the bow is hidden?
Wei Qingfan believed that he was not narcissistic or unfounded. To a certain extent, with a personality like Jiang Qinghuai's, if he called him in the middle of the night because of such a thing, there might already be signs of this, so he had to be careful.
Boys need to protect themselves, and outstanding boys need to protect themselves even more!