After the supper broke up, it was 12 o'clock in the morning, and I returned to my residence, sat on the edge of the bed, and was in a daze.

The thought of going to work at a new company tomorrow morning made me sleepy.

The bear lay on the bed, looking thoughtfully at the white disc energy-saving LED light above his head.

It's been more than two years since I graduated, and it's been a year and a half since I moved into the factory apartment.

I remember that when I first moved into this single room, there was a pungent smell of cheap wallpaper stickers. It can be regarded as moving into a new house, catching up with the first batch of rentals of factory renovation apartments.

The room is rectangular and the layout is quite square. On the left-hand side of the door is a marble countertop, which is considered a "small kitchen". Sliding door toilet on the right-hand side.

Then come in there is a cheap bed, a cheap wardrobe, and a cheap computer desk in front of the window.

Except for the small computer desk with a thick desk half a year ago, nothing else has changed.

The so-called four walls of the family, no, it is even more miserable, the "rented" "four walls of the family"!

Should we also think about the future, will we continue to live this "cheap" life?

Thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze.

Strange to say, I woke up before the first rays of sunlight came in the next morning.

After waking up, the whole person's brain circuit was still very strange, and he calculated the time of the journey to the new company. Quickly turned over and jumped, ran into the bathroom, faced the mirror, held the bottles and cans, and smeared them.

Draw the contours of the eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, add a heroic sword eyebrow peak, and then sweep the color with eyebrow powder.

I took out the treasured Dior999, a touch of dark red, it seemed to be a little too much, and I quickly stroked it with a tissue.

What are you wearing? I turned out a gray-blue plaid tweed skirt with white stripes, a pure white sweater, and a black backpack, and was ready to go out.

Because I went out early, my mood was not so nervous and cramped.

Patiently waiting in front of the bus stop, the water of last night's autumn rain is still scattered with fallen leaves on both sides of the road.

A red Mercedes-Benz CLS coupe was blocked by the bus, and a piercing braking attracted the attention of a group of office workers waiting for the bus, and they all invariably looked into the car.

Faintly visible driving is a beautiful and lovely beauty, dressed in a rose-colored bodycon dress, her hair curls up naturally, and her earlobes are rose-shaped gold threads inlaid with dazzling diamonds in the middle.

It really draws a clear line with mediocrity, shows all the edges, and makes the eyewitnesses excited and fascinating.

I pursed my lips and tensed my nerves, and the unwillingness in my heart was stirred.

I'm really tired of this "cheap" life, why can I only get into the air of the bus, up and down to spend my youth.

Suddenly, in my mind, I flashed back to the bright eyes of the "little white student" on the co-pilot of the Porsche Paramela Panamera last night, and my heart rippled, and the feeling of admiration arose spontaneously.

In an instant, the contemptuous eyes of the driver of the Porsche Paramela Panamera came out, and his heart trembled.

Then he sighed, what is desirable about me as a rouge fan, and it is inevitable to return such a look.