Liu Jia was dissatisfied with my setting of her and lodged a strong protest.

Actually, this is okay, isn't it just pure nonsense? Correction is.

It's fiction anyway, and it doesn't matter how you write it. The key is myself, I live in reality, I am not satisfied with everything about myself, I strongly want to change, but how can I change?

I talked badly, persuaded Liu Jia, and then revised the plot of the entire novel according to her request.

It wasn't until she was satisfied that she slammed back into the computer.

I breathed a long sigh of relief when I saw this guy finally disappear from my eyes, it's not easy to write a novel these days!

If you can't make money with all your efforts, forget it, the protagonist in it still runs out to confront him, complains with a straight face, and makes a strong protest against the direction and setting of the story.

Alas, it's no wonder that the current personal consciousness is too strong and there are too many things you want, and real life can't meet everyone's requirements for life at all.

That's why there are so many worries and sorrows, and there is such a high divorce rate.

Thinking of my boyfriend, I felt sad again, after Xiao Jiang broke up with me, I was alone, except for going to work every day, I was tired and half dead.

Come back at night and stay up late to code words, have free time to play mobile phone games, and the rest is not fun.

My family lives on the outskirts of a small county town, and because of the land development, we have actually changed from a farmer to a non-agricultural population.

My father works as a security guard in a supermarket, and my mother is an elementary school teacher, both of whom are in their early 50s, rushing to retire.

When you are old, you have a retirement salary, and your basic life is guaranteed.

And the most bitter thing is me, a big girl in her 20s, who doesn't look bad, but no one likes me.

Of course not in the real sense of the word, no one likes me. It's what I like, people don't like me.

And I don't like it, but there are two of them, who always change their ways to get close to me, which makes me very annoyed.

No, I was just about to get off work after a busy day, and my phone rang.

How long will you love me?

Which intersection will you accompany me to...

I quickly changed into my work clothes, took off my mask, took out my mobile phone and saw that it was Zhou Yu calling.

Zhou Yu, your name is not only the male protagonist in my novel, but also a boy who pursues me in real life.

He and I were classmates in middle school and high school, and I went to nursing school in college, and what architecture school did he go to?

His father is a leading man in our suburbs if he doesn't work as a contractor.

Every time I come back, I drive a Mercedes-Benz, with a very high little oil belly, with a big gold ring, of course, I don't know if it's real gold or gold-plated?

Anyway, when you look at it, you will have a feeling of wealth and wealth, and the appearance of the local tyrant is fully revealed.

And although Zhou Yu is a little different from his father, he also looks like a gentleman.

There is a mine at home, so they are very arrogant, and they spend money like running water, and their family spends 1,000 yuan, which is more casual than I spend one yuan.

It is both enviable and jealous, and more emotional, you say respect and stay away.

I took out my phone and gently tapped the answer button, and then fed softly.

Zhou Yu's thick voice immediately came: "Senior sister! Are you free for the evening? I'll treat you to dinner. ”

"What did you invite me to eat for no reason? Don't you know I'm busy? I replied angrily.

For this kind of local tyrant, although his life is very chic, it is very enviable, or jealous.

But I'm not interested in him, if you know that the gentleman who spends money, the rich second generation who cheats his father, is not all the way with us.

So for such people, since they live on different trajectories, it is impossible to walk together.

"What are you busy with after work? I've inquired, your boyfriend has broken up with you, don't tell me you're dating. ”

Zhou Yu said a little eagerly, obviously anxious by my rejection.

"Is it okay if you don't have a date? I'll wash the novel again, you don't know wow? I need 4,000 words a day to have full attendance, otherwise what money do I use to buy clothes? ”

I snorted heavily.

The other party quickly replied: "As long as you say anything about buying clothes, I will take you to buy them, it doesn't matter how much you want to buy." Isn't it just a few clothes? And that hard work to code words to earn money to buy! ”

Rich people don't feel a pain in their back when they speak, and in their eyes, a few pieces of clothing may be similar to buying a few popsicles.

It seems that it is good to have money!

"I'm sorry, it's your business that you have money. Miss Ben has nothing to do with you whether she buys clothes or not, I'll hang up if there's nothing to do, bye-bye. ”

I don't want to talk to people like that, because we can't talk about them at all.

We are poor, we are rich, and there is a natural generation gap.

In fact, I don't hate the rich, nor do I reject the rich, but I can't get used to what he says, and I can't get used to seeing this guy's face.

Compared with Zhou Yu, Liang Dayong looked too cold.

I just hung up Zhou Yu's phone, and Liang Dayong called again.

It made me unable to clean up after work.

It's a two-kilometre journey from the hospital to my home, and I usually ride a bicycle to get to and from work, and it's only a few minutes away.

I think it's not bad to not hinder traffic and make a contribution to environmental protection.

But Liang Dayong mentioned it to me a few times, saying that he was willing to take me to and from work and told me not to step on any bicycle, saying that it was too chilling to watch.

What age did he mean, still pedaling? Isn't that embarrassing?

Some people have this concept, preferring to walk rather than pedal a bicycle, feeling that in this era, stepping on a bicycle proves that they are poor and unproductive.

I don't agree with this, I think that no matter what time of year, no matter how developed the economy and society, as long as it is not too far away, a bicycle is the best means of transportation.

You can exercise without paying any fees, and as long as you obey the traffic rules, the traffic police will not check the bicycle even if you will check every car that passes by.

That's why I like bicycles very much, and of course it's probably because I can't afford them, but I'm very attached to them.

But Liang Dayong doesn't have much money, and he looks down on me for cycling.

Because he pedals a motorcycle, he works for a company in the city, and he has to walk through the gate of the community in front of my house every day.

So he specifically told me that he was willing to pick me up and drop me off to work every day, of course, in the case of stopping by the way, but I refused without hesitation.

I'd rather pedal a bike than bother people.

When Liang Dayong called, I was about to push my bicycle.

The phone rang and I had to answer the call first.

"Hey! Is there anything wrong with the call? "I've always been blunt about someone, because I don't have much affection for him, even though I'm a classmate from junior high school to high school.

Even though we both live in the suburbs, we know each other well.