Chapter 3: Loneliness

The sunset after autumn always comes earlier and earlier, and the whole city is shrouded in orange sunset, and the river reflects the beautiful scenery of the city and the sky, causing ripples. The dark red sun slowly fell through the gaps between the city's high-rise buildings, and the clouds in the sky faded from light to darkness with the fading of the glow, like black clouds constantly swallowing up the entire cloud. Shanghai's nightlife has just begun.

The glittering lights of skyscrapers plunge countless wanderers into a drunken ethereal void. On the sidewalks of the Bund, crowds of people are looking at the high-rise buildings on the other side, indulging in the beauty of the bustling city, while in the retro buildings behind them, a group of gentlemen and ladies lit foie gras caviar, hypocritically talking about the principles of life that they do not believe in and the philosophical works they have just read a chapter.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a French restaurant, Li Yiru pinched both sides of the napkin with both hands, folded it in half, and then put it on his lap, then took a sip of the full-bodied Burgundy red wine, crossed his hands, put it in front of his abdomen, and after a while, he took another sip of red wine, and then crossed his hands in front of his abdomen. Maybe it was the boring woman in front of him who delayed his time, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to leave, so he endured a wave of impatience in his heart and repeated this action back and forth many times.

"You're an outsider, aren't you?"

"Do you have a car?"

"Do you have the qualifications to buy a house?"

"Can I buy a house in full?"

……

The woman sitting opposite Li Yiru chattered about her conditions for the marriage partner, and shook her upturned legs.

"You're pretty handsome, but you should know that handsome can't be eaten these days, if you don't have anything, where will you get the guarantee after marriage." The woman spoke Shanghai Mandarin with a foreign accent and looked at Li Yiru condescendingly.

"First, it's true that I'm a foreigner, but I'm qualified to buy a house, and you don't deserve to share it with me."

"You ......"

"Second, I have a car. And I am not only qualified to buy a house, but I have already paid for the house in full. Although it is only a small second bedroom, the sparrow is small and has all kinds of organs. ”

Li Yiru straightened the collar of his suit, smiled and waved his hand to signal the waiter to come over, then took out a brown wallet from his right pocket, took out a bank card and handed it to the waiter to ask him to pay, stood up at the same time, and walked straight out of the restaurant. The whole process was smooth and graceful, but his eyes never stayed on the woman opposite for half a moment, as if the woman on the other side had never existed.

The woman's stunned expression lasted until Li Yiru left, and then she regretted that she had missed a big fish. 26 years old, with a car, a house and no loans, he is either a rich second generation or an elite. But a realistic woman will not be nostalgic for any man who misses it, she will still endure her regrets, hold her body upright, act in a play, and end this French cuisine of more than 1,000 per capita in a way that she thinks is exquisite. The indignation and regret in my heart can only be swallowed in my stomach, and all I am left is a fake smile.

This is Li Yiru introduced by his classmates, the third person he contacted was the leftover girl of money, he endured the contempt for them in his heart, pressed the elevator, went to the underground parking lot with a blank face, pressed the car key, entered the car, inserted the key, and went to the company, all the actions were like in the restaurant, in one go, without any delay.

I still have to work overtime until the early hours of the morning tonight.

He now regrets wasting an hour to meet a female wonder. and made up his mind not to go home during the eleventh holiday, so as not to be talked about by relatives and friends about trivial things such as marriage and love.

People in the city often do not seek a home because they are lonely, but are often urged by distant relatives under the pressure of work. Whether it's a close relative or a distant neighbor, this group of people will always give you the feeling that you care about every detail, but when you come back to your senses, you will find that they are just lying about being considerate for the sake of feelings, in fact, the next second they will fall into endless gossip about you, making people feel that not being a reporter for an entertainment weekly is simply wronged by their talents. This is like a weasel greeting a chicken for the New Year, talking about the long-standing blood relationship, and turning around to clearly divide his own program.

At 1:26, Li Yiru, who had finished a day's work, returned home, changed out of his shirt that had been steamed by the hot steam of Shanghai, and slowly immersed his body in the steaming bathtub. But there is a sense of loneliness in my heart that penetrates into my heart and lungs, and I can't break free.

He doesn't know how long he has been lonely, from being admitted to college and leaving his uncle's house, to now entering Chenzhou, a national top 500 company, in the past eight years, he has no close friends, no love, only focused on his studies and work. No one understands why he fights so hard, only he knows.

After taking a shower, I put on my pajamas and leaned against my pillow, and turned on the TV. The TV at this time was either a replay of a bubble drama or a variety of false advertisements, but he still found an idol drama with less noisy content as always, and then turned down the volume and fell asleep with a pillow.

……

"Classmate, let's introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, my name is Luo Mu."

……

"Hey, wake up, your eyes are full of stars, what are you thinking?"

Du Yuan waved at Mei Mei.

Mei Mei was still immersed in the scene when she passed by the door of a class yesterday morning, grinning. Suddenly, a hand waved in front of him, and it felt as if the scene had disappeared all at once.

"Ah, why are you sitting in front of me?"

"I've been sitting here for a long time. What do you think, your soul is lost. ”

"Do you remember, Luo Mu from the first class?"

"Yo, tempted?"

"Can you not be tempted, you look at these crooked melons and cracked dates in our class, it's not easy to see a handsome guy."

Mei Mei's tablemate glanced at her, and then left silently.

"Now, you're running away from the same table."

"Run, run, what's my business."

"Don't you think it's okay for you to be at the same table as Li Xuchang."

"It's okay, if it doesn't work, I won't let him be my tablemate."

"Huh... You nymphomaniac is hopeless. ”

"It's normal for me to be like this in this world of looking at faces."

Mei Mei's two palms spread out against her chin, and a pair of eyes blinked at Du Yuan.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, I saw that he was delivered in a luxury car today, it seems to be a Ferrari, you still have to die of this heart."

"I'll go, rich and handsome, do you think there will be a plot of an idol drama happening to me."

Mei Mei crossed her hands into fists, closed her eyes, and began to reverie again.

"Don't think about it, the standard configuration of the heroine in idol dramas is silly Bai Tian, what do you think you have?"

"......" Mei Mei paused.

"Although it feels like you're scolding me, how do you feel like you're praising me."

"All in all, your character is to stop thinking about it, study hard, just after the division of subjects, some classes began to mobilize for the college entrance examination, it's just crazy."

"That's right, the college entrance examination is on the agenda so soon, and the countdown to more than 600 days is hung out, I can only say one thing, cow!"