After the two finished eating dumplings, Huang Xiaoya opened the wardrobe and let Tan Xiaojuan choose as much as she wanted.

"You pick whatever you like, as long as you like it, I'll give it to you, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come." Huang Xiaoya said generously.

"Well, you tell me what you don't want, so that I can take it with peace of mind." Tan Xiaojuan looked at the clothes in Huang Xiaoya's closet, and she was indeed extremely envious in her heart, but she knew the measure. Proportionality is a kind of shame that a person with a bit of culture should have, although Tan Xiaojuan was not born so well, she knows that if she wants to win the respect of others, she must grasp the proportions of interpersonal interactions.

"It's okay, really, I've wanted to change these clothes for a long time. It's just that I can't afford to throw it away. If you want it, it's time to end this hesitant matter for me. Hurry up and pick whatever you want. Huang Xiaoya's tone of voice seemed to be Tan Xiaojuan's request for these clothes, which was to solve her big trouble.

"I'll try it first, I don't have a good figure like you, and I wear it on my body and spoil my clothes." Tan Xiaojuan is self-deprecating by nature.

"The Buddha wants gold, people want clothes, you just don't know how to wear clothes to make your figure disappear." Huang Xiaoya said very directly.

Tan Xiaojuan found a light-colored trench coat from the wardrobe to try it on, and she walked to the mirror at the door. He looked at himself in the mirror, his long hair draped over his shoulders, and his small eyes were full of surprise. She turned sideways to look in the mirror.

"Is it pretty?" She asked Huang Xiaoya.

"It's okay, it doesn't look that thin." Huang Xiaoya looked at Tan Xiaojuan wearing her clothes, and always felt that something didn't seem right. She suddenly understood, and took out a pair of high heels from the shoe cabinet.

"You put this on and try it." Huang Xiaoya instructed Tan Xiaojuan, and then squatted down without saying anything to replace her for her.

Sure enough, as soon as Tan Xiaojuan changed into high heels, this trench coat brought out Tan Xiaojuan's figure.

"Or do you have a vision." Tan Xiaojuan was convinced.

"Actually, you're in great shape, but you don't know how to wear clothes." Huang Xiaoya said comforting words, and Tan Xiaojuan felt a little uncomfortable when she heard it.

Whatever? After some tossing, Tan Xiaojuan picked six coats. Huang Xiaoya gave her all the grace.

That night, it was almost 21 o'clock when Tan Xiaojuan left Huang Xiaoya's house, and Huang Xiaoya sent Tan Xiaojuan on the subway before going home.

Since then, Huang Xiaoya and Tan Xiaojuan have become good sisters in the workplace, and the two are inseparable. Tan Xiaojuan knew that Huang Xiaoya couldn't cook, so she would get up early in the morning and cook some meals for Huang Xiaoya to eat. For Huang Xiaoya to give her clothes, she always felt that she owed her a love.

Huang Xiaoya's workload is increasing day by day, and she often has to work overtime. Tan Xiaojuan suggested that there were some jobs she could do for her. For example, when printing some documents, Huang Xiaoya is no longer polite. Gradually, she began to get used to assigning some work to Tan Xiaojuan. Tan Xiaojuan never refused.

Huang Xiaoya's way of thanking Tan Xiaojuan was very direct, either buying something or inviting her to dinner.

A month is a short time, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for Tan Xiaojuan to agree to Huang Xiaoya to move in with her. The weather was particularly strange that day, and the winter in Shanghai always felt biting cold, even if you were wearing enough warm clothes, it was still cold from the soles of your feet.

The day of the move was the weekend, Huang Xiaoya did not break her promise, and came to Tan Xiaojuan's place early. Tan Xiaojuan lives in a place where urban and rural areas are combined, and there are all people who share a house. It is all private houses, and the owners of each house have done their best to expand the space in order to earn the maximum income.

Tan Xiaojuan and her classmates shared a small room of about 10 square meters on the first floor, and there was no room for anything other than a bed and a cabinet. This large room is divided into dozens of similar small rooms. There is a public toilet and bathhouse. This is the first time Huang Xiaoya has seen such a place in a bustling city. The word "migrant worker" flashed through her mind.

Tan Xiaojuan was packing up her things, and she didn't pay special attention to Huang Xiaoya's expression. In her opinion, Huang Xiaoya and her are people from two worlds, but they got together by chance. Things are also limited, and after an hour of packing, there are three bags in total. One bag is her clothes, one bag is a few pairs of shoes, and another bag contains some of her odds and ends, such as previous birthday gifts, books she read, scissors and other daily necessities.

"You're done, I'll call a taxi." Huang Xiaoya saw that Tan Xiaojuan was almost cleaned up, and said softly.

"No, you take one for me, I'll take two. It's quick by subway. Tan Xiaojuan didn't feel the need to spend that money.

"I invite you." Huang Xiaoya emphasized.

"I really don't need to, there's no need to spend this money." Tan Xiaojuan pursed her lips and said.

Huang Xiaoya is no longer reluctant, she has been with Tan Xiaojuan for so long, she knows that there are some things that Tan Xiaojuan will not give an inch. She has some little stubbornness in her bones.

The two of them carried their bags to the subway station. Luckily, it only takes ten minutes to walk. Huang Xiaoya mentioned the lightest bag for shoes. When she arrived at the subway station, Tan Xiaojuan's tired forehead was a little sweaty, and Huang Xiaoya still felt cold.

After entering the subway to warm up, Huang Xiaoya had an illusion that she was holding Tan Xiaojuan's bag, as if she had become a "migrant worker", even if she was wearing a coat of more than a thousand and carrying a woven bag, she was not noble. Huang Xiaoya smiled dumbly. She admired herself, and studying abroad changed her view of people. She finally understood why she hadn't made any friends before Tan Xiaojuan. Because of the concept that her parents had given her, she was not allowed to make friends who did not belong to the same life level. And she often doesn't have a common language with people who live at the same level.

"I'm tired." Tan Xiaojuan looked at her gratefully.

"Not tired. You've been moving things like this before." Huang Xiaoya asked curiously.

"No, my classmates worked overtime today. They used to help me together. The classmate I lived with had her grandmother pass away, so she went back to her hometown. Tan Xiaojuan explained to her.

"Thank you for helping me." Tan Xiaojuan said to Huang Xiaoya with a particularly serious expression.

"We're not only friends, we're roommates anymore." Huang Xiaoya showed her most charming smile.

"Hmm." Tan Xiaojuan nodded cautiously. She began to try to enter Huang Xiaoya's world, and she knew that it was a world she had never dared to break into before. She studied so hard, worked so hard to leave the environment of her hometown, she just wanted to enter the world of city people. She has a natural envy and occasionally jealousy for all the people in the city. But in any case, it was the life she longed for. Since walking into Huang Xiaoya's rented room, she understands that only with the courage to step out can she have the life she yearns for.

Huang Xiaoya brought her more than just her rented room, a bigger world was waiting for her.