Xiaofan was hesitant and conflicted, and he started to walk towards the classmates where he knew where they lived. No matter what, it didn't matter if he was hungry, but he couldn't let Han Lu also suffer from hunger.
Although it is New Year's Eve, Xiaofan's colleagues are all low-level migrant workers, and none of them have a holiday.
It was time to go to work in the afternoon. I walked around the small restaurant. The first few were not at home. Only one stayed at home and opened his mouth. The former colleague smiled bitterly. He had been unemployed for two months and was penniless. He still wanted to find him.
After borrowing a small meal and saying some polite words, he left in frustration.
Xiaofan was unwilling to give in. When it got later and it was already past the off-duty time, he scanned the residences of those colleagues. Although those colleagues had all gone home, they started to cry when he saw him.
Exceptions have no money
When leaving the last colleague's house, Xiaofan was anxious and said, "Don't you have ten yuan? Ten yuan will do!" He thought that with ten yuan, he could at least take care of the New Year's Eve dinner.
"I'm so sorry, we are really nervous and can't show it at all." The colleague had a look of reluctance on his face, but before he could speak, his girlfriend suddenly interrupted and explained to Xiaofan with a smile, "You have to be rich.
You can borrow as much as you like, as long as your friendship is enough, how can you not borrow it?"
"I'm sorry to bother you," Xiaofan exited angrily.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard the colleague being scolded by his girlfriend, "You still want to borrow it! You only have a few hundred yuan a month, and you can't support yourself, and you always want to pretend to be generous..."
Xiaofan wandered around outside for a long time. He really didn't know how to go home or face Han Lu. The most important thing was that their dinner was not yet available.
The winter nights were getting dark very quickly, and it was almost impossible to see where there were no street lights. The cold wind was blowing, and Xiaofan, who was cold and hungry, knew that if he didn't go back, Han Lu would have to worry about his safety again.
When I got home, the door was ajar, but the house was dark and there was no movement at all. Xiaofan was startled and thought something had happened to Han Lu, so he hurriedly shouted, "Lulu!"
Turned off the lights in the house
As soon as the light came on, Xiaofan saw Han Lu leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed. Seeing that Xiaofan was back, she sat up straight and asked, "Why are you back now?"
"Something has delayed me," Xiaofan hurriedly explained, thinking about how to tell Han Lu. Han Lu understood as soon as she saw his expression, and asked him first, "Did that colleague not pay back the money?"
"Well, I haven't seen him come home until now, so I had to come back first," Xiaofan explained.
"It's not easy. Don't push others to find a way." Han Lu pretended to be casual and asked, "You haven't eaten yet?"
"Eat...have eaten." Xiaofan seemed to feel the weakness of his answer, and quickly added, "Where are you who just ate outside?"
“I’ve eaten it too”
The two of them chose the lie at the same time. So what if they didn't eat it?
"I'm a little sleepy, let's go to bed first." Han Lu didn't want the two of them to talk to each other in silence, so she pretended to be sleepy, yawned, and went to sleep on her bed.
However, Xiaofan couldn't stay in the house. He was so depressed that he wanted to find a quiet corner to cry. Seeing that there was no movement after Han Lu fell asleep, Xiaofan gently opened the door and walked out of the basement.