Two letters I wrote
It was my first night in this bachelor apartment, but I made one of the most important decisions of my life, I wrote two letters, one for Zhang Rixuan tomorrow, and the other for Liu Ao after completing this promotion plan.
I know that when I chose to tell Zhang Rixuan about Zhang De's power conspiracy, it also meant that I lost my trust in Li Yang, and I was even more ashamed of Liu Ao's kindness.
Picked up the pen and took a deep breath, I barely thought about it, wrote two letters as fast as I could, and then broke the pen and threw it into the garbage basket, the pen was innocent, but my emotions needed to be vented, I ruined my future with my own hands, and even the future of Li Yang and Liu Ao.
Thinking of the sacrifice Chu He made for the future of my work, I felt a suffocation in my heart, although this decision stuck to the little faith in my heart, but it failed to live up to the friends who really cared about me.
I folded the two letters and put them in my pocket, and although I did not regret my choice, I knew that the night I was going to spend was sleepless, and I wanted to drink, the more the better, and then I fell drunk on the bed, with my head covered, and I didn't care about the weight of reality.
I went to talk about it, not necessarily about my choice of human nature, just talk about it.
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It was late at this time, close to closing, and there were very few customers dining in the music restaurant in the "Empty City", and Munn was sitting in a corner drinking beer, still not living like a woman, although he had the skin of a beautiful woman.
I sat down across from her, and Munn realized my arrival and snapped his fingers at the waiter, who brought me a large glass of draught beer.
Munn looked at me and smiled, and asked playfully, "What's the matter, Jiaming?
"Pretty much, you know me well!" I said, taking a big sip of draft beer.
"Otherwise, what are you doing here so late? ”
I didn't say anything, and poured the beer into my mouth as water until my head was irritated by the cold pain.
Munn just looked at me, occasionally taking a few sips of his own beer, until I stopped and asked me, "Tell me, why is life so unhappy?"
I was silent for a long time before I said: "You say that we are all idealistic people, obviously it is a very beautiful thing to live with ideals and perseverance in our hearts, why does reality give us so many constraints?"
Munn thought for a while and said to me: "Actually, I've figured out one thing over the years, there's nothing wrong with living in an idealistic way, but the premise is that you have material support, such as my music restaurant, which can feed me now, and I don't have to worry too much about material, so I can continue to live such an idealized life, if there was no 100,000 yuan that the unknown customer gave to the restaurant at the moment of life and death, so that the restaurant could continue to operate, where would I talk about ideals?"
I was silent again for a long time before I said, "Munn, you're right! ”
Meng En is indeed right, taking this incident as an example, if I have enough financial foundation to protect and don't have to worry about the future of my work, and Li Yang and Liu Ao are already in a high position in Baoli, then I can tell Zhang Rixuan all this without any worries, so as to fulfill my conscience and belief in my heart.
Even if I understand that living in an idealistic way requires material support, I still don't plan to change my decision, I will still inform Zhang Rixuan of Zhang De's power conspiracy, maybe deep down, even if I lose my hard-won job prospect because of this incident, I still feel that it is worth it.
After drinking a large glass of draft beer, I asked for another large glass, and Munn only smoked with me, and we did not communicate with each other again, this lack of communication stems from the fact that we see the real world too thoroughly from an idealistic perspective, and when we see it through, we are tired and unwilling to say anything more.
After two large glasses of draft beer, I became a little dizzy, and the tense emotions gradually relaxed, so that the face of Meng Grace on the other side was blurred, so I struck while the iron was hot and asked for a glass of high-strength white wine and drank it all, this kind of drunken booze, made my dizziness more and more intense, and finally I lay on the table in front of Meng En...... The spiritual world is quiet, but tomorrow's real world may be a mess again.
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The next day, waking up from a drunken headache, the autumn rain outside the window, the sky was overcast, I looked indoors, and found that I was sleeping in Munn's boudoir, and I remembered that I had deliberately drunk myself high yesterday.
Lifted the quilt, put on shoes and left the bed, walked out of the bedroom, found it and gently closed the door and left.
I went downstairs and stopped a taxi outside the community, but the destination was not my company, but Zhuomei, since I had already made my choice last night, then I would follow my own choice.
Twenty minutes later, I came to the entrance of the Zhuomei underground parking lot to wait for Zhang Rixuan, and from what I knew about her, she should not have arrived at the company at this time.
After another 20 minutes or so, I finally saw Zhang Rixuan's red Q7, and I stopped a boy who looked like a student passing by while she drove the car into the underground parking lot.
I said to the boy with a puzzled face, "Can you do me a favor, little buddy?"
The boy immediately looked at me vigilantly and asked, "What's the problem?"
I pulled the letter out of my pocket, handed it to him, and said, "Help me deliver a letter to a girl." ”
The boy suddenly realized and said, "This is a love letter, right?" But now that information is so developed, why do you want to write a love letter, you can send a text message or something. ”
"You're born in the 90s, right?"
"That's right. ”
"I'm born in the 80s, do you know what the generation gap is, we wrote love letters in that era, this is called style, you hurry up and help me give it to you, she has to get on the elevator when she turns back. I said eagerly.
"But I'm going to be late for school!"
"Just for a little while, and I won't delay your school.
The boy still looked embarrassed.
I immediately changed my strategy and asked, "Do you like to look at beautiful women?"
As soon as the boy heard that there was a beautiful woman, he immediately asked with great interest, "Is she a beauty?"
"If she is not a beauty, can I look at her, don't worry, absolute beauty, you get off the elevator and wait for her in the underground parking lot...... Remember, she is the most beautiful woman in a purple-gray coat, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, and don't be mistaken. ”
"Okay, I'll see if it's as pretty as you say. The boy said as he finally took the letter from me.
I told him, "Just give her the letter, and don't say anything else, especially not to describe my appearance in front of her, you know?"
The boy nodded tacitly and said, "I understand, you want to surprise her, I wish you a successful confession!"
I nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, we don't have a generation gap yet." ”
The boy smiled "hehe" and then ran to the elevator in the store...... And I lit a cigarette and watched him leave quietly, as if I had finally let go of a heavy burden, as for tomorrow, tomorrow...