I'm a far away from home, and my work has just begun as night falls.

I sat at the mouth of an alley, a simple little long table, and a computer that looked very old on the outside, but was very high-spec. An energy-saving lamp hung at a forty-five degree angle in front of my head, just enough to illuminate me and the whole table.

Every day I don't have to open my throat and shout, I just turn on the music and wait quietly for the customer to come to my door.

My clients, they are often also part-time workers, they have no time to play during the day, only come out at night to relax, walk around, and find some favorite styles of clothes and pants to meet their needs for beauty. At the same time, in order to satisfy my spiritual needs, come to me to listen to some songs and watch some movies.

I looked at the time, and she was about to pass in front of me, and I straightened my clothes and pulled my hair back with my hands, which I thought would make me look more handsome. It is said that she is a talented and beautiful woman, and I admit that she must be a beautiful woman in the eyes of everyone, but I am not a standard talent in the eyes of people.

She was so beautiful that the first time she walked past my desk, I thought I was dazzled, and when I rubbed my eyes and looked at her more closely, I thought she was a fairy in the sky. She must have made a mistake by accident and was demoted.

But although she is a fairy in distress, I will always be so unattainable for me, an unemployed vagrant. But every time she passed by my desk, I couldn't help but look at her and watch her disappear from my sight. Then I kept thinking in my heart, how good a person she needs to be to be worthy of such a beautiful her.

Here she comes. So beautiful, so vigorous and elegant. Today she had a smile on her face and walked quickly in my direction.

This gave me the illusion that she was smiling at me today. Should I be brave enough to meet her, give her a warm hug, and give her a deep kiss to ease her hard day?

Don't get me wrong, I don't know what her job is, and I don't know if she's working hard in a day's work. I don't even know what her name is, where she is from and where she lives? All I know is that I can see her passing in front of me every night, and every day around 8:05, she will appear in my sight, she is a very punctual person.

Just as my heart was beating faster and I wondered if I should muster up the courage to give her a chance to get close to me, a tall man sat down at my desk and said, "Boss, give me some songs." ”

I didn't blow him away because the tall man was disturbing me looking at her. Just kidding, he's my customer, I'm my food and clothing parent, how can I get rid of him? Instead, I can only smile at each other.

"Do you have a good song of your choice?" I asked seriously.

"No, you are more familiar with songs than I do, you know which ones are good, you can help me choose a few." Tall people don't matter.

"Okay, I'll give you some of the most popular songs that have been popular recently." Every day the customers in front of me are about the same, and I have summarized their general preferences.

"By the way, how did you play this song?" When it comes to money, the tall man has a serious expression on his face.

"Five dollars and thirty heads." Even though I've been asked this question a thousand times, I still have to repeat it over and over again.

"So expensive?" The tall man's brow furrowed.

"It's not expensive, it's all the price on the market now." I smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Cheaper." The tall man continued reluctantly.

"Big brother, this is the lowest price, it's all like this here, this is the rule of the trade, it can't be broken, or I will be blown away by my peers in this night market, please understand my difficulties." Again, I repeat what I have said countless times.

"You don't need any cost for this, just copy it casually, just give more." The tall man still doesn't give up.

"Big brother, I can't say that, I need money for electricity, I also need money for my network, and my computer, but it's all my cost. Even this stall is rented from the landlord. "I had to talk about my difficulties.

"Little brother, you are too good at talking, just at the mouth of this alley, such a small place, you also need money?" The tall man was a little incredulous.

"Yes, five hundred dollars a month. If you don't believe me, you can ask the landlord. "I had to come up with a killer idea.

The tall man saw that he had talked about this, so he didn't say anything more.

"Here, let's go, five yuan." It didn't take long for me to help him write the song he was going to play.

The tall man gave me his mobile phone, asked me to help him install the TF card, and waited until he heard the singing sound from the mobile phone before giving me the money, and when I took the money, he didn't forget to add: "Little brother, you are too picky." ”

I smiled and didn't answer, just pick it, no matter what you say, I just need to make your money in my pocket.

But though I had made the money, she had already walked in front of me and disappeared from the end of my sight.

I don't regret making money on my own, but I lost the opportunity to see her, and I can't regret it, if I put her with reality and let me choose, I would not hesitate to choose reality.

In the face of reality, I just want to make money to live; Compared to reality, no matter how beautiful she is, it is useless. I don't think her beauty can bring me money and allow me to survive.

Although there are indeed many people in today's society who get money for their beauty, and they also get the nicknames of ** and Xiaosan, many of these ** and Xiaosan also have people who go to raise the second master and the second-hand little white face. But I'm just an ordinary unemployed vagrant, I don't have the life to be a master, and I can't be the kind of master who looks at the sky with his eyes.

Song downloading is the reality of my existence, and I can only live better if I play good songs and make money. And now she is just a touch of embellishment in my real existence.

I hadn't seen her again that night until I closed the stall, and I knew she wouldn't be in my presence again, at least not tonight. But I know she'll show up tomorrow night.

After she left, I continued to do my business and make the money I was supposed to make. The purchase and sale of this song download that I have done is definitely a fair, just and open business.

The reason why I call this business a business is that in every night market in this city, there are people who do song downloads like me, and there are not a few, and even in the night market where I am, I am not the only one doing this. I even know from chatting with netizens that there are many people who download this kind of song in the night markets of many other big cities, and since there are people all over the country doing this, wouldn't it be the biggest blasphemy if I didn't call it a business?

As the days passed, I repeated my money, and she appeared in my sight on time. She has a strong sense of time, walking in front of my eyes so punctually every day, and then disappearing gracefully from my sight.

I thought that our lives would only end up there, to the few minutes I watched her delicate steps not stop in front of my stall every day.

What I didn't expect was that she and I would have an intersection today, she smiled faintly and sat down in front of my desk, and I had to hide the ecstasy in my heart.