Chapter Ninety-Nine: Young
Diary:
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It's supposed to be autumn now.
Autumn is such a season, and a little leaf falls every day, and it falls quietly.
Most things, even if you think through and figure it out, can't solve it.
Because society is a complex spider web, when you fall into the trap, you should know that no matter how much you struggle, it will be the same result.
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Shen Min closed the notebook, turned the pen at her fingertips, and the setting sun passed through the window, swept on the dresser, and carved her silhouette on the wall.
But just a few days after she officially started working, she wanted to quit.
She occasionally watches some news, about the current employment issues, editors always say that the young people of this era are the beat generation, graduation equals unemployment, and the current college students have low eyes and skills, etc.
But if you look at history, young people always have a striking similarity.
They seem to be mass-produced machines in human society, forced or actively repeating ordinary lives - birth, education, and work.
They are drunk and dissatisfied, but they are strict with the law of 8 to 5 in the morning. They have always been so conflicted, confused, just because they are young and will not be young anymore.
Shen Min fell over on the bed, holding the panda puppet, staring at the chandelier above his head in a daze.
She likes Mo Ting very much, she is full of longing for the future and has a smart mind, but she has a bad problem with smoking. Shen Min raised her finger and watched quietly, she suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
"Sister Min, are you sleeping?" There was a knock on the door.
"No, no."
"Let's go out grocery shopping together."
"Hmm."
Outside the mall, Li Moyou was carrying a large bag and a small leather bag on his shoulder, and said depressedly: "Mo Ting, you buy so many dishes, it's better to buy online group buying, it's troublesome and a waste of money to buy in the mall." β
"Hey, hey, in front of the two beauties, you don't feel embarrassed when you say this." Li Moting approached the man and teased.
"Face?" Li Moyou stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and said with a smile: "For a man of my appearance, even if I lose a pound every day, I can't lose face." β
The three of them chatted while walking, and Shen Min talked about his work and his desire to resign.
"I'm taking a leave of absence tomorrow."
"Isn't it okay to take a leave of absence just after work? It will leave a bad impression on the leader, no matter what you do, you have to persevere. β
Li Moyou carried the bag in his left hand to his right hand, took out a cigarette and just lit it, but Li Moting snatched it and threw it into the trash.
Li Moting said indignantly: "Light a cigarette on the street, pay attention to whether the image is good!" β
Li Moyou pursed his lips in disdain, ignoring the angry girl. Then he said to Shen Min: "Actually, I still envy you, white-collar workers, how good, squat in the office every day, drink coffee, make watches, and make phone calls." β
"According to the time, the unit also organizes a dinner trip or something."
"And if you're so good-looking, it's definitely easy to get promoted. The annual salary is getting higher and higher, and I will find a good husband again......"
Li Moyou's rare chatter, he is almost twenty-four this year, and he is about to step into the ranks of "uncles". Although the profession of professional gamer has become more and more recognized by the public, after all, this "job" is very unstable, just like writing novels, not everyone can earn money.
"So," Shen Min bit his lip and said in a somewhat out of tune, "If you had to do it all over again, would you choose to be an office worker?" β
"That's definitely not right." Li Moyou said without thinking.
"Then you still persuade me to persevere."
"If I could do it all over again, what would I do at work? Go back ten years ago, I buy sports lottery every day, or do something prescient, isn't it cooler than going to work? β
"You're a second." Shen Min cried and laughed: "You know that I didn't mean to be reborn and crossed. It's a choice, a multiple-choice question, which makes you choose to choose again, whether you will continue to play e-sports, or be an office worker. β
"If I were to do so, I would still choose to take the path of e-sports."
"Actually, I hate the idea that life is about making multiple choice questions." Li Moyou said in a low tone: "Besides, if life is really a test paper, it is not only multiple-choice questions, but also judgment questions, reading comprehension, and so on. β
"I said, I'll choose to continue playing esports. Not because I love it so much, it's just because I can't afford to regret it. β
"This is my path, the answer I give to the world. It would be nice if I said that I didn't play games back then, studied hard and got a good job. β
"Isn't this a betrayal of who you are now?"
Shen Min didn't speak, holding hands with Li Moting, stepping on the man's shadow.
"But you're different." Li Moyou turned on his mobile phone and called a taxi.
"Your paper is still blank."
"Don't be afraid to write and fill in the answers. In this test paper of life, it is you who will be scored in the end. β
"Hey, how can I be like the elders educating the juniors, haha. Don't mind, what I just said is just my opinion, whether you want to stick or give up, in the end, it depends on your heart. β
Li Moting opened the car door, got in, and said, "Brother, don't be reasonable, how can you be like my head teacher." β
"Wow, your homeroom teacher has such a high level as me?"
"Less narcissistic!"
After eating, Li Moyou habitually took a cigarette in his mouth and went to the balcony.
Shen Min knocked on the sliding door of the balcony, walked over, and came to Li Moyou's side.
Hurriedly extinguishing the cigarette butt, Li Moyou said: "Something? β
"Why do you like smoking so much?" Shen Min stretched out his hand to remove the smoke of second-hand smoke, held on to the windowsill, and said.
"I don't like it. When a man smokes, he is like getting married and having children, and when he reaches a certain age, he will naturally smoke. β
"Strong words. Why didn't my dad smoke. β
"Okay, then I'll tell you something about literature. There is a writer in Japan who said that smoking is equivalent to chronic suicide, so those of us who dare not commit suicide can only resort to cigarettes. β
"Don't you keep saying that people need positive energy to live, this sentence is so negative energy." Shen Min pouted and said, "I hate Japan." β
"I hate Japan too. But I still like that writer. β
"Hey, you're so conflicted."
"People are like this, people are complex animals."
Shen Min didn't speak, and came over for a long time before he looked out the window with confused eyes and said, "Am I very naΓ―ve?" β
"Childish?"
"Well, it's not mature at all, and there are always some unrealistic ideas."
Li Moyou laughed and said, "Isn't it good to be naΓ―ve?" β
"Okay? Isn't it a failure for someone like me who wants to quit after only three days of work? β
Li Moyou rubbed the girl's long black hair and said, "You are so cute." β
Shen Min blushed and dodged the man's slender five fingers.
"What do you mean by failure? Is it unwillingness, or self-pity? β
"I, I don't know."
"Then how do you define maturity and reality?"
"Why do you keep asking me?"
"What I want to say may be a bit artificial. Let's put it this way, most people don't really understand the line between childishness and maturity, and they don't know what they want.
Of course, that's what I'm like. I don't know if I'm mature or naΓ―ve, and I don't know what success is.
I just think that if a person is in a bad mood, he likes to find trouble with himself. I wonder if I'm too naΓ―ve, if I'm a failure. β
"Whew!" The sliding door was pushed open again, and Li Moting said with a gloomy face: "Brother, I finally know why you can't find a girlfriend." Since you know that the girl is in a bad mood, you won't comfort her! How can you tell people a big truth like this for a long time? β
"Uh, no wonder." Li Moyou suddenly realized.
On the other side, Shen Min snickered and said, "So, I finally know why I can't find a boyfriend." β
Suddenly realizing that his words were particularly ambiguous at this time, Shen Min hurriedly left the balcony with his head down, and shouted, "I'll wash up first." β