At seven o'clock in the morning, after eating breakfast without much oil and water, I left home in a hurry.

It cooled down last night, I couldn't go out, and I could feel the chill of winter in the bed. Sure enough, it was so cold outside that I felt the urge to go back to the quilt and continue to sleep, but thinking that the cold quilt was not much warmer than outside, I stomped my feet, wrapped myself tightly in the old cotton jacket that had been worn for many years, and walked towards an Internet café not far from my home against the cold wind.

On and off, I've been working here for about a year.

Like the growth process of all new things, the development of the Internet industry is changing with each passing day, making some people and ruining some people.

One side of the dilapidated Internet café was unusable before I arrived, but judging from today's dismal business, I don't know when the Internet café will be opened, and who will bother to manage it if it is not profitable?

I gently pushed open the not-so-sturdy door, walked behind the bar as usual, and pushed Sister Xiao, who had not yet woken up, she was the owner here.

Sister Xiao is a strange person. I know something about her, a certain man with some money, this Internet café is the money that the man paid for her to relieve her boredom when the business was at its hottest. Sister Xiao really persevered.

Later, the man no longer appeared, but she has been guarding this broken Internet café, from the full door of guests to the current door, Sister Xiao has never refused to end this business.

But none of this has anything to do with me, she is very interesting to me.

During the recovery period from my injury, I became a regular visitor here. In the smoke, I enjoyed the drunken life of dreams, indulged in the Internet, and fantasized that I could one day live such a drunken life by watching all kinds of movies. The unsatisfactory reality made me look for a way to escape. During that time, I barely ate or drank, and saved enough money to go online by picking up waste, and I didn't want to go back to my dilapidated home, I didn't want to see my poor parents, and I didn't want to live a life without money.

Admittedly, some nights, when I used the few dollars I had left on my body to go home online, I met a single woman walking by with a bag, and I always had the desire to rush forward to grab some money and then return to the Internet.

And once, I did.

Until now, I can't remember the girl, except that she was wearing a flaming red coat, which stood out in the dark night, and the rhythmic tapping of a pair of high heels, I seemed to be able to hear the joy of her steps on the way home. But at that time, my whole mind was on the bag she was carrying.

The white bag, not big or small, followed her and shook it one by one. I could barely take my eyes off it, thinking back to the movie I hadn't finished watching before I got off the plane, and the protagonist's home was burning, burning violently, releasing the last light and heat little by little until it was gone; While imagining how much money is in the bag, if I snatch it, will I be able to walk through the streets and alleys in search of one bottle after another without the pity and disgust of others for some time to come, and be able to soak happily in the Internet café.

The body is more loyal to its heart than the brain. When she was closest to me, I made a move.

She screamed as hard as she could, clutched her bag, and kept picking at the back of my hand with her fingernails. Of course, I didn't want to throw away the meat in my mouth, and she was annoyed by screaming, so I didn't care about it anymore, kicked her to the ground with both feet, and ran away as if she were flying, and disappeared into the night.

I ran into an uninhabited alley and rummaged through her bag, which, alas, only had a little over a hundred dollars in it.

What bad luck! I cursed in a low voice, took out all the money, and went through it again, but there was no more gain, so I threw my bag away and returned to the Internet café with the money.

Sister Xiao was a little surprised by my return. I've never passed the supper, not that I don't want to, but I don't have that much money, ten dollars, which is a lot of money for me.

So when I put the brand new 100 yuan in front of Sister Xiao and told her to book the night tonight, Sister Xiao frowned, but didn't say anything, and quickly found money to open a machine for me, so I didn't care anymore.

That night, I had a great time and watched movie after movie.

Fire, the thing I admire the most, it turns out that there are so many wonderful combinations in this world that can be put together to make fire. Compared to my pediatric pediatrics who used a coal stove to ignite a rag, every type of fire I learned was a masterpiece of God.

The next day, I was woken up when I was lying in front of the computer and sleeping soundly, it was Sister Xiao. She asked me expressionlessly if I was interested in working here, whether I had food or shelter, 800 yuan a month, and free Internet access.

This proposal is so much in line with my mind, there is food, there is play, and you can get money. At the age of nineteen, I have not had any serious work because of my left hand disability and thin body, and Sister Xiao has really helped a lot!

I nodded like garlic, only to hear Sister Xiao continue: "I gave you a job because you are still young and don't usually look like a bad person." Last night's incident, one more time, you just get out. ”

I was startled and asked her how she knew.

It turned out that the girl called the police yesterday, and the police had already come around here, and asked her if she had found any suspicious people, and Sister Xiao covered for me.

I'm not a person with much guts, and I don't really want to hurt anyone, robbing money, it's okay to be hot-headed once in a while, do too much, sooner or later I meet a ghost, I just need money to go online, and with money, of course I won't take the risk of robbing someone's bag again.

So I worked honestly with Sister Xiao, and my life was like a fairy.

It's just that the good times don't last long, and the business of Internet cafes is getting more and more sluggish, and there is often no customer for half a day and half a day. Now living conditions are better, every household has a computer, and broadband is cheap, so everyone can afford it. In addition, Sister Xiao's store has been open for many years, the equipment has not been updated, and she is still using brick-like monitors and old desktops, so there are naturally fewer people who come to surf the Internet.

Sister Xiao still insisted on opening the business, but reduced my salary to four hundred. For me, it doesn't matter how much money I have, there are no people in the Internet café every day, I just have to come to work on time every day, and then sit in the corner and watch a movie and wait for the guests who don't know where they are.

Sister Xiao was woken up by me, and I really don't understand why Sister Xiao must insist on opening the door 24 hours a day when there are few people during the day. Because of my parents, I still have to go home at night, so she basically looks at the store by herself at night, which is very hard.

Sister Xiao rubbed her eyes, saw that it was me, and looked at her watch again, she was a little embarrassed, she hurriedly packed up her things and ran back to the backyard to wash.

I skillfully turned on the computer and began to browse the web, and accidentally found that Sister Xiao's search last night was ......