The mirror stayed up all night.

Dr. Xu forbade her to take sleeping pills again, so she could only grit her teeth and suffer, watching in pain as the morning sun shone on the earth like a rising tide.

He got up and washed his face, trying to keep himself awake.

Then, she flipped through her phone and found that Lin Qingyan still hadn't replied to any messages, so she let them go back to their previous state - they didn't get along with each other.

However, Bang Jing knew in his heart that Lin Qingyan would not give up.

After thinking about it, Bang Jing decided to continue to act according to the plan and apply for the job according to the job search information sorted out in 58.com yesterday.

In the past two years, she has earned a meager salary by taking landscape photos for "Global Geographic", which can be regarded as the past of her life in Lijiang. But now that such a large amount of money is involved, many problems have followed.

Without a formal and stable job, she wanted to find a bank to apply for a loan, but it was difficult for her to reach the sky.

Therefore, it is imperative to have a job first.

……

At the end of the day, Bang Jing went to two magazines, a newspaper, and a self-media company.

The results were unsatisfactory.

In the media industry, most HR people value whether a candidate has studied abroad. There was no mirror, and the two years after graduation were blank, so she was rejected almost before she saw the HR boss.

Coming out of the building, looking at the sunset, my heart was extremely confused.

Walking down the crowded streets, she didn't know what she should do next: whether to continue to try, or to give up her profession and find a job to get through the difficulties? Or to return to Lijiang without anything, without caring about anything.

"Lin Bangjing?"

Suddenly heard someone call his name, he was stunned, he seemed to be a little incredulous, and when he looked up, he saw a man who was not tall and a little fat looking at him on the other side.

"It's really you!" the man walked towards the mirror, "You haven't changed much from when you were in college." But it looks ...... It doesn't seem to be a fireworks cannibal in the world! In the past two years, you shouldn't have really gone to the tomb of the living dead to cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, right?"

The man thought his words were humorous, and laughed to himself.

The mirror was a little confused by his noise, and then looked at it carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Do we know each other?"

The man was stunned for a moment, but he was not annoyed, he still smiled gently, and said: "The goddess of the School of Journalism doesn't remember me, it's natural! Xu Jiale, the director of class 1, we are from the same academy." ”

After listening to the man's self-report, he seemed to have a little impression, but it was not real, "I'm really embarrassed." I've got a little bit of a problem, so I'll ......."

"Then add a WeChat!" Xu Jiale actively took out his mobile phone, "What a fate it is to meet in this vast sea of people!

Bang Jing didn't want to have any contact with his former classmates, so he politely declined this hospitality.

But Xu Jiale refused, as if he had to get a contact information, saying that if he had multiple friends and multiple roads, maybe he would be needed in the future.

Bang Jing was helpless, and he really didn't want to be confused with him on the road, so he had to take out his mobile phone and add his friends.

"Lequ self-media studio?" Bang Jing was a little surprised to see Xu Jiale's WeChat signature written like this, "Do you work here?"

When Xu Jiale heard her ask about her work, a smug look crossed his face, and he said confidently: "My studio has been established for a year and a half. At present, there are more than 10 million fans, and the business is quite prosperous. ”

The mirror stared at the word "studio", and almost blurted out: Are you short of people here?

But when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back.

There is no free lunch in the world, and when it is not a last resort, the mirror does not want to touch something easily.

"Don't you still have something?" Xu Jiale looked at the mirror thoughtfully, and the corners of his mouth pulled into an imperceptible smile, "Find a time another day, let's eat together." ”

Bang Jing didn't agree, nor did he not agree, and said goodbye to Xu Jiale.

……

After nightfall, the mirror dragged his tired body off the bus.

She had washed her stomach before, and her stomach became very squeamish, so she couldn't easily skip eating, otherwise the stomach pain would kill her.

When she arrived at the door of the hotel, she thought about going to a porridge shop not far away to buy a bowl of red bean porridge and bring it back to her room to eat, so that she could fill her stomach and save money, which was very much in line with her heart.

But what she didn't expect was that there was a person standing at the gate of the express hotel.

Her mother - Meng Ting.

Both of them saw each other accurately, and they both stood in place, without any other movements, as if time was frozen here and the picture was still here.

As the saying goes, heal the scar, forget the pain.

When I saw my mother in the mirror, my first feeling in my heart was still that I wanted to cry and wanted to ask my mother for a hug, even if my mother never liked her.

But Meng Ting looked at the mirror, but she didn't have the emotion and excitement of reuniting mother and daughter after a long absence.

She has always treated this useless daughter, this oil bottle, with only hatred and disgust, and a series of scoldings.

"Do you still know to come back?" Meng Ting shouted, not feeling the slightest distress for this wandering daughter at all, "It's been so long, why don't you just die outside?"

The mirror was stunned, and the feelings that had just gushed out cooled and froze in an instant.

"Don't say anything, you're dead!" Meng Ting angrily walked up to the mirror and pointed her head with her finger, "I've been waiting for you here for more than half an hour, do you know? What are you doing? Hurry up and let me in! This time, we have finalized the sale of the house!"

Holding the mirror and crying, but I wanted to laugh in my heart.

The mother and daughter haven't seen each other for two years, but why when they meet again, everything seems to be yesterday and has never changed?

She spoke ill of her, and she endured it in silence.

"House, I won't buy. "When you reach the age of sixty, I will pay you alimony." ”

Meng Ting seemed to hear a joke, and said bluntly: "I'm far away from sixty! You want to dump me now, don't you? After hiding outside for two years, I haven't asked you for a penny, so you should know how to be grateful! Take advantage of the high housing prices now, and quickly sell that broken house!"

"Not for sale. Bang Jing said again, and then bypassed Meng Ting and left.

But Meng Ting didn't follow, and she couldn't easily let go of the cash cow that she finally came back.

"I'm your mother, and your property has my share!" Meng Ting said confidently, "That house, if I say sell it, I have to sell it!"