The wind was stronger at night, and a faint humidity permeated the alley. The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and in this dim alleyway, only the dim incandescent lights of a few houses reflected the bumpy path...

The night was quiet, except for the rattling of the trees, and even the insects ceased.

A gust of wind blew into the Berlin house, causing the incandescent lamps hanging from the roof to sway and swing like swings. Its dim light also swayed in the wind, making the room bright and dark...

After a while, Berlin, who was at the table directly below, finally got a little impatient, and he went to the door and closed the door, which was only settled by the light bulb that was hanging from a wooden beam with a wire.

"It's a precursor to a storm." Chen Kexin said.

"I guess... Forget it, leave it alone. Let's eat first. I took a shower after eating and went to sleep. The weather is good today, so you can get a good night's sleep. ”

Berlin doesn't like the rain, but he enjoys the cool breeze – if only the lights weren't so shiny.

Except for Chen Kexin's scratched hand, nothing special happened at night, as ordinary as usual. After eating and taking a shower, Berlin quickly fell asleep with exhaustion by the cool breeze blowing in from the window. Not long after, a snoring sound resounded through the hut, but Chen Kexin and Nini seemed to be accustomed to it and didn't care.

At the beginning of this month, Berlin suddenly had a habit of snoring. At first, the sound was not loud, but gradually, it began to be a little louder, although it was not harsh, but it also affected the sleep of the other two.

"Mom, Daddy's snoring is louder today." Nini had a smile on her little face, and her eyes were crooked like crescent moons.

"Let's go to bed too, be careful to go to bed, don't wake up Dad, Dad has a hard day's work." Chen Kexin instructed.

"Uh-huh, Nini knows." She nodded earnestly.

Berlin doesn't snore, and deep down knows that it doesn't have this bad habit. The reason for his snoring now was a normal reaction caused by being too tired, and he didn't realize it. Otherwise, knowing that it would make a noise between the mother and daughter, he would at least have to wait for the two of them to fall asleep before closing his eyes.

That night, Berlin had a dream.

He dreamed that when he received his salary, the financial error gave him a single digit, and he received more than 100 hundred-dollar bills. He took the money, changed the house to rent, and bought several fans, and the wind of the fans was as refreshing and comfortable as this night. And Nini and Chen Kexin also changed into good clothes, and bought a lot of meat and a lot of fish at home...

I woke up from a dream.

Berlin opened its eyes, and it was 5:30 a.m. He subconsciously looked at the kitchen. And Chen Kexin cooked the porridge as usual. This month, Chen Kexin has been like this.

"You don't have to get up at 4 o'clock every day to cook for me Kexin, I can go to the breakfast shop on the street and buy two buns, and it doesn't take much trouble... It's about spending some money. Berlin sat down at the table and couldn't hold back his words.

"It's a habit, I didn't get out of bed. Six or seven hours a day is not enough sleep? Chen Kexin said softly.

This is not the first time that Berlin has persuaded Chen Kexin, and what he has received is always this kind of reply that he cannot find a reason to refute.

"Berlin, if I really can't get enough sleep, I won't get up to cook for you. When the time comes, you can just go to the breakfast shop and eat. Chen Kexin was afraid that Berlin would be too worried, so she added.

Berlin could only nod in silence.

It didn't rain last night.

The cool breeze blew all night, and the morning was still cool. However, Berlin went out at 6 o'clock and did not see the morning sun, the dark clouds covered most of the sky, the humidity in the air was thicker than last night, and perhaps some inadvertently in the morning, a heavy downpour would fall.

Berlin doesn't like the rain, but the mood of receiving a salary makes Berlin forget all these worries. He arrived at the factory as usual, and he was less timid than he had been a month ago. After a simple change of clothes, I walked to the workshop, greeted Zhang Qinglai and several colleagues in the group who came to the workshop, sat in the corner, picked up the cardboard box, and started today's preparations.

This month, Zhang Qinglai is the most familiar and the best relationship in Berlin.

Zhang Qinglai is 42 years old, quite old, unmarried, and is the cousin of the workshop director. He is very funny, likes to joke, and everyone likes him. Although he worked in the factory, Berlin heard that he had done business before, but failed twice, lost a lot of money, and ended up working in this candy factory for five years.

Business!

Whenever I think about it, Berlin can't help but feel emotional. According to his understanding, those who do not lose money in business can slowly become rich. However, whether to lose money or not, he felt that it was fate, and Zhang Qinglai did not become the life of a rich man.

In other words, did he become the life of a rich man?

After the thought was born, Berlin cut it off in time and stopped fantasizing about these meaningless things. These are too far away for him, and it is better to think about how to make life better at home with these daydreams.

The clock on the wall was spinning slowly, and the work was proceeding in an orderly manner. Without the scorching sun and not having to sweat all over the body, Berlin is a lot more relaxed. Gradually, though, the wind began to stop. The sky was cloudy, the closed warehouse was getting darker and darker, and a few fluorescent lamps were struggling to illuminate, except for the sound of machinery running, the crispness was replaced by the dull air of the warehouse's deathly silence.

Rumble~

Suddenly a thunderclap sounded, a downpour fell, the deafening sound of the rain drowned the world, the torrential rain knocked on the tin warehouse, crackling, breaking the silence of the workers, the sound of the rain crossed the hum of the machine, covering everything in the ears, the world seemed to be only this heavy rain...

"Sure enough, it rained."

Berlin, startled by the thunder, came to his senses and muttered softly.

Trouble going home at night.

However, work is not reading. We will not suspend classes and have a holiday because the weather is cold and the rain is heavy. Those good days only exist when you are studying. I don't know why, but the uncomfortable feeling in Berlin's heart is getting heavier and heavier...

In the blink of an eye, I got off work at noon.

Because I have to work overtime to catch up with the goods, it is still half an hour of lunch time.

At first, Berlin often complained about the lack of time, but now it doesn't mind. After all, there is a reward for paying, he can add a hundred yuan, that is, he raised his hands in agreement during the twenty-minute meal time.

Since he ate the lesson of 5 yuan on the first day, in addition to the 5 cents meal, he will call for 1 yuan and 5 cents at most, and a meal will not exceed three yuan. Even if there was a little less meat, it would be enough to fill his stomach...

The time gradually reached 4 o'clock, and the team in the workshop was one after another, either holding an umbrella or running to the finance office in the rain to settle the salary, and he was also one of them. The process was not complicated, after lining up, he took out the pay slip, pressed the handprint and signed his name, and left with the bulging envelope.

After receiving the first pot of gold in his life, Berlin found that he did not have as much excitement and complexity as he imagined. He touched the brand-new banknotes in his hand, his heartbeat only accelerated slightly, and his mood was a little excited and excited. Then there is some greedy extravagant hope for the arrival of next month's salary and whether the next month's salary can be increased a little...

With his salary in his pocket, Berlin was about to go back to the workshop to continue his busy work, when suddenly, his mobile phone buzzed.

It's Le Yao's phone.

Berlin picked up the phone, and just before he could speak, Le Yao's slightly hoarse voice on the other side of the phone sounded, "Berlin, my stomach hurts..."