(a)

He'd never chased a girl before. Do you still need to chase? In a simple word, the waitress came over to the girl who was living with her.

Just like an instruction at work, how can a subordinate not be willing to carry it out! Last time, he just said, "Tonight, you can go to my house!" What's the difference between this and work, when he said to the store manager, "This month, you can hire a few more waiters"!

He has always given instructions and others have come to listen to him. Therefore, he doesn't know the twists and turns of chasing girls. Simple and straightforward.

Chang Xia only felt that his tongue was dry, so he could only pretend to be stupid, as if he hadn't heard it. In order not to make the car people embarrassed to be silent, Chang Xia said: "Mr. Tang, next month, the new store will open, can we ask an advertising company you are familiar with to do the planning." Or put an advertisement in the evening newspaper, don't you have classmates in the evening newspaper? ”

Go to the downstairs of the company and park the car, and the rain will stop. The sun appeared in the sky again, and it was really sunrise in the east and rain in the west.

When I went to the parking lot, I saw a young woman in a white dress and a white sun hat, holding the car keys in her hand and opening the white door.

The white slender figure, on the parking apron of the community, painted an elegant silhouette under the sunset, and the dusk handed her a gentle and low-hanging look.

As long as she promises this man, it seems that she can also have this kind of quiet and elegant and rich life. For her, who is still renting a house and has a precarious future, it is like something out of a fairy tale.

Her current salary is only 1,000 yuan, and a house is hundreds of thousands of dollars. At the current rate of her earnings, it is exactly a house for the rest of her life.

What she had to endure was his middle-aged man's pot-bellied poop. What she traded for was her freedom, and love.

Chang Xia couldn't help but think of Chunchun who met in Fucheng, didn't she always want to be someone else's lover? This is not only a lover, but also an opportunity to be a full-time room. As the saying goes, "There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them." ”

If Chunchun was here at the moment, she would introduce Chunchun to him, thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a self-mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

Needless to say, take your breath and buy a bunch of beautiful clothes. It's not like now, when you buy a piece of clothing for about 100 yuan, you have to think about it for a long time. In the shopping mall's discounted clothes baskets, picking and turning, all the clothes were messed up, hoping to find clothes that only sold for a few dozen yuan and the original price was nearly a few hundred yuan.

It's just because the code is cleared, and she is thin, and she wears a small size. There is always hope that such a discount will happen to lucky things.

And, of course, good houses to live in. Unlike now, when moving, put all the fine soft items in a cardboard box.

The rough and dull yellow cardboard box pressed against her beloved clothes, crumpled. In addition, some cardboard boxes are stuffed with pots and pans, hangers, etc.

Wait until the next time you move, and then pack these things back into the cardboard box. The yellow cardboard box stuck to her memory. It seems to have become a freeze-frame photography of their urban life in recent years.

When moving, look for classified ads in newspapers and call to bargain with the moving company. She sat in the front seat of the moving company's big truck. Rusty and wide as the rear canopy of the deck, electric fans, small tables, and disposable wardrobes swayed.

In particular, the disposable wardrobe is swaying with the car, crooked, and ready to fall at any time. It's a terrible feeling.

Chang Xia was disgusted with moving, if "moving" could also become a person, she would have picked up a kitchen knife and cut "it" desperately.

If you're with this pot-bellied middle-aged man, you don't have to do it. He has money.

Money can make a goosebump-cheeked widow a bride again. He is rich, and he is a delicate lover who is always young and beautiful, and will always be loved.

You can give her parents money, and you can give her father a wad of money to her father who was frightened by her resignation from a big company, and tell them, you see, don't you have to be afraid?

It's just, will he let her go to school? Afraid that she will fly away, will she be allowed to study? This middle-aged man may be able to give her money, but he can't give her freedom and dreams.

What else do you want to read? Isn't it all that you want after you read a book? Now you don't have to read, you already have all this. Why are you bothering to study?

It's okay to let your spiritual bird die.

(b)

Chang Xia sighed. These days the ideological struggle is almost like a fight between the left and right hands. If there is an opportunity to marry such a man.

The middle-aged man is a fertile land, he has removed the weeds of life, opened a canal, and brought in luscious spring water, which is clear enough to wash her delicate skin.

What's so bad about that? I've taken a few days off, do I want to go to work? If she doesn't go to work, the old girl will treat her as absenteeism. Mr. Tang also called her and asked her with concern, is she sick?

She had a low-grade fever and was a little hot when she touched her forehead. I went to the hospital for a check-up and the diagnosis was a urinary tract infection. When she was in a small town, she fell into a problem with her kidneys, which was prone to urinary tract infections, frequent urination, painful urination, and a low-grade fever.

Sitting on the bus, one side of his face was wearily pressed against the window pane of the bus, his eyes half-closed, and the blood-red sunset hung outside. She burned dizzily. It felt like life had broken her.

Beauvoir said that women are pearls, shells, to adorn men.

Life has taught her to love money, and money is such a good thing.

Shakespeare said, "You lovely murderer, the emperor cannot escape your grasp, and your own father and son will be separated by you!" Thou splendid adulterer, thou hast defiled the pure marital bed! You brave god of war! Your shame can melt the ice and snow on the knees of Goddess Diana! Thou visible gods, thou shalt charcoal ice into glue paint, and enemies kiss each other! ”

Because she was reluctant to accept the temptation of this money, she fell ill again.

It's just that she knows herself too well. It's like you wouldn't get married and stay in Shanghai for the sake of getting married. Then she won't accept a person just for money now.

He likes her now, maybe just a little freshness in her eyes. And she doesn't love him, and she doesn't have the scheming to trap him forever. She is not a stunning beauty, she has a bad temper, and she has no scheming.

The young woman, because she had the wealth of her face, forgot the wealth of her ability to store, and one day, when the years passed and her face was lost, she suddenly found that all that was left was nervousness, jealousy, and abandonment.

Therefore, the road seems easy at first, and the further you go, the more difficult it is estimated to become. It is estimated that it will be a catastrophe. Therefore, she is vigilant enough.

Perhaps, this life is a poor life. She is stupid and stupid, so she deserves to suffer for the rest of her life. Maybe you will regret it in the future, but character is fate, and there is no way to do it.

A few days later, she completed her resignation and told Mr. Tang that she resigned for the postgraduate entrance examination. Mr. Tang's heart was clear, and he only said that if she failed the exam, she was welcome to return to the company. "It's a pity, it's a pity." He said to the old girl in the office, looking like he cherished his talents.

"What a pity?" The old girl was disdainful.

After going downstairs, Chang Xia looked up at his balcony, a white half-hood, elegantly looking down on this bustling city. It's a pity that she hasn't learned to stick a graceful peony between the ends of her own hair, stand on the side of the road, and sell it together with love.

She took his business card out of her bag and tore it off; Take out the phone, his number, and delete it.