Walking home from work at night, I was covered in sticky sweat and uncomfortable. Turn on the shower, hold yourself and stand underwater and let the water wash away. I felt as if I was in tears, but I didn't know why. Because of the loss of Xi Zhongzheng's friend? Or did the senior brother come to the front again? Is my brain really waterlogged? I really can't figure out anything.

After washing for a long, long time, the water was cold and the water heater was restarted. When you turn off the faucet and dry the mist in the mirror, you will feel as if you are about to be scalded in the mirror, and you will get rid of a red shrimp.

Consistent program initiation. From the living room to the bedroom, the floating soil was wiped clean, and the flat mop was washed and the floor was mopped. When Zhe Zhe knocked on the door at the door, everything here and there was clean and bright, and he was sweating profusely. Open the door and let him in, listening to his chirping and excitement about playing with his friends at school to pull the train. The day's worries are gone. I went into the bathroom to take a shower, as if I had closed a thick door, and the noise of the outside world was gone.

She pondered what the problem was. What she used to suffer the most was a big brother who was really like a brother and sister to her, and when she turned her face, she didn't seem to know her. As time went on, she slowly accepted this reality and slowly figured out some ways. I made a mistake in really treating the other party as a big brother, and there was a lot less awe between the words, and many things were not that the other party didn't mind, but they didn't happen. In the end, the situation changed, and the relationship between the two people had already changed imperceptibly, and he didn't know it. A lot of minds slowly accumulate, quantity changes to quality, coupled with the knocks of some people with ill-intentioned intentions, everything she couldn't have imagined became inevitable no matter what.

She has always been the kind of silly girl who will be unreserved once she trusts, and even sacrifices herself for her friends, and does not know how to protect herself. In this society, without money status, innocence is stupidity. In temperament, people will always be subject to scheming.

After the situation deteriorated, she chose to swallow her anger, hoping that one day the misunderstanding between her brother and sister would be resolved. Now she had given up on that expectation. If you don't have expectations, you won't put yourself in the pitiful situation of misunderstanding and grievances, and you won't have insomnia all night long. But she can't learn to turn against each other, she is no longer humble and begging, but her original intention is difficult to change. The contradictions have not been diluted, wave after wave, and the husband is not guilty. She learned to be submissive, climbing high and stepping on the white eyes of those colleagues, and even speaking ill of each other, she accepted it calmly, and her heart was not painless, but she was powerless to resist, and she didn't want to resist. What she had always believed in, collapsed. Her two best friends are also inspired by the deterrent power of the leader, and if they are about to leave, they can't help it.

Failure, failure in life, failure in work, failure in making friends. Her self-confidence completely collapsed, her three views were destroyed, and she was left with a hopeless strange road in life, and she didn't know when it would end.

Fortunately, she also has a home, an innocent and lovely son, a husband who can be relied on, and parents who are healthy and regard him as a pearl in their palms. So whenever she comes home and puts her little home in place, she herself is like getting into a snail's shell, reassuring and warm. Everything in the world is complicated and even ugly, and she rejects it as if she had never seen it.

At nine o'clock, she lay down and went to bed with her son, and she had a dream that night, and when she returned to the classroom in the main building of her alma mater, she couldn't answer a single question in physics. As if he was flustered, when he looked up, the invigilator was the senior brother, and he was shining under his lenses, staring at her for a moment. Her palms were sweating, and she refused to admit defeat on her face, she knew that as long as she begged him, a look, he could solve her current predicament. But she didn't want to, and he was willing to act only when she said something. The two were in a stalemate, and the last piercing bell rang, and she woke up from her dream sweating profusely.

Thirsty to death. I got up and put on my pajamas and went to the dining table to find a cup of water. Standing at the window, he let out a heavy breath. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The heart that had finally been settled shook again.

She couldn't help but think of the senior brother across the conference table, across those people and the fixed glance of the mind.

When she opened her eyes until dawn, she heard the clattering garbage collection truck driving into the community behind, and she pulled herself up resignedly. Another day, she had to work hard.