The crimson-colored twilight was clearly the most beautiful evening of the year.

But after this untimely rainy season, the hot and humid air spoiled this strange beauty, and perhaps the crowd at the moment loved the cold evening breeze as yesterday more than the rare scenery.

Chen Zhao knew that this kind of unpleasant moment of beauty should not appear in his world.

On the first day of work, his illusions are about to be shattered again?

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I don't know how long he had been standing at the door, but in the hot and dry air that accompanied this suppressed and depressed mood, beads of sweat slowly rolled down from his forehead, drop by drop, and kept falling on his brand-new shirt, which was already soaking wet.

This is the third time.

I didn't cry out of despair like I did when I first lost my job.

There is no such unpleasant grievance as being fired by the foreman for the second time.

This time, he was at a loss.

He was thinking, shouldn't people be full of expectations for life and the future, so as to strive for it?

But why does reality always strangle everything he wants to construct in the cradle every time?

He really doesn't know...

"Why are you still standing here?" Hu Guiyu's voice came.

"Sister Hu, let me try another day..."Chen Zhao bit his lip, "I really need this job." If it doesn't work tomorrow, I'll leave by myself, and I don't want a penny, okay? ”

Hu Guiyu frowned, thought for a while, and then sighed softly, "It's not that I don't want to keep you, it's that you're not suitable for this job." You've been busy like this in the afternoon, but you're much busier in the evening than you are now..."

She wanted to persuade Chen Zhao to find a new job tomorrow, and she didn't want Chen Zhao to waste a day.

But when she cast her eyes on Chen Zhao and swept his stubborn and somewhat complicated eyes, what she wanted to say suddenly swallowed, fell silent, and shook her head for a long time, "Hey, forget it, you can come again tomorrow." But not tonight. ”

She could only give Chen Zhao a chance, she thought, by noon tomorrow, he would be able to retreat...

"Thank you, Sister Hu, thank you really Sister Hu!"

He couldn't think much about what he didn't have in life.

He knows that even if he shouldn't have hope for a future, he has to fight hard. can't be like Chen Zhao in the past, decadent and collapsed at home. He still had to work hard, and even if the job failed, he still desperately tried to find a new one...

Because there is a home.

This is the existence that motivates him to work hard, and this is also the huge pressure that he can never get rid of.

.....

Yunnan Airport.

Ticket gates.

There was a long queue waiting for verification, and there was a beautiful woman in a short black shirt in the crowd, which was very conspicuous.

She looks about 23 or 4 years old, and the sweet and beautiful smile on her face seems to be a little approachable. And judging from the innate playful eyes, she should belong to the type of lively and casual personality.

Finally, it was her turn for the team.

I handed over my ticket and ID card.

"Chen Yi.."

The ticket inspector muttered his name in his heart, and when he saw a beautiful woman who was almost the same as his ID card, he nodded and stamped.

"Alright."

"Thank you." The woman smiled politely.

....

9 p.m.

Sitting on the bed, Xia Qing, who watched the TV series 'Smiling Proud Jianghu' with Chen Zhao, always felt that something was missing.

In the end, when she found out that the reason was that her daughter couldn't go home yet, her mood suddenly became a little low, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of Chen Zhao's somewhat tired eyes, so she bit her lip and asked softly, "Is it because you are tired from work?" ”

"It won't be very tiring." Chen Zhao shook his head and forced a smile, "I want to go to bed early, I just plan to get up early." ”

He needed to get up at 3 a.m. to deliver milk, and he didn't dare to delay any longer.

"Going to bed so early?"

Xia Qing was a little surprised, but she didn't know what she thought, and she was suddenly stunned, she turned off the TV. Seeing Chen Zhao, who had closed his eyes and leaning on the bed, he also took off his pajamas, got into the quilt and hugged him.

The sudden softness behind him made the sleepy Chen Zhao instantly stunned.

"My legs are much better, it's okay, it's okay to lie down." Xia Qing whispered.

Chen Zhao's face turned red.

In fact, he has been in this world for so long, as an adolescent male, how could Chen Zhao not have some special thoughts? After all, it's my wife who sleeps together every day, isn't it?

But he didn't have the courage and courage to do so.

Can he not understand this Xia Qing's words?

"No... No... I'm going to have something tomorrow morning. That's not what it means. This is not in a hurry, waiting for your legs... I'll talk about it when your leg is better. Chen Zhao said in a panic.

He wanted to, but he still had a weak heart and didn't dare!!

"That's right... Well.. Okay..."Xia Qing's hand holding Chen Zhao loosened slightly, turned around, looked at the ceiling, and was also stunned.

In fact... Xia Qing had some strange feelings.

She found that Chen Zhao hadn't made that request for months. Historically, this has been abnormal...

I don't know what went wrong, Xia Qing remembered Yue Buqun in the TV series, looked at Chen Zhao, and his face suddenly turned white... Some cranky thoughts.

....

Waking up in a grogginess, squinting, and seeing the 3:23 of the mobile phone, Chen Zhao's mind was a little messy, so he could only continue to close his eyes.

"It's past 3:20?"

Chen Zhao, who reacted, was startled, turned over suddenly, didn't care about the remaining sleepiness, carefully covered Xia Qing with the quilt, and didn't have time to brush his teeth and wash his face, put on his shoes and looked at the dark sky, and ran.

"This Xia Qing caused me to not have the heart to sleep at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night..."

Except for complaining, Chen Zhao didn't think much about it.

When I came to the breakfast place where the milk was delivered, it was close to 4 o'clock in the morning. The thin old man was already in a hurry, "What the hell are you doing?" That's when it's just here!? Others usually have to send it in advance! ”

"I overslept!"

"Hey, forget it. Hurry, hurry, hurry. This piece of paper is in hand, and this is the list of milk orders in the community. Leave the milk in front of their house and hang it, and they will go and get it themselves. The old man hurriedly said, "I'll pick up the goods after delivery." ”

Chen Zhao got on the bicycle full of milk, and according to the instructions of the thin old man, he went to the gate and said that it was to deliver milk, and immediately opened the door.

When he rode his bicycle to the first building, when he read the paper, Chen Zhao was blinded.

1 building 102, 103.

501, 1st floor.

1 building 1001, 1002.

“...”

Chen Zhao hadn't really thought about what this milk delivery job was like, and after this contact, he knew that the money was really not so easy to earn, and he also understood why the thin old man would give him so many benefits...

It's too much trouble and too tiring, isn't it?

When he was 18 years old, he didn't bother to take a takeout once or twice.

But he couldn't help it, and now he's 26 years old.

It can't be delayed, it must be delivered at 6:30.

Wanting to pick up the big box full of milk bags, Chen Zhao stumbled and almost fell.

"Why is it so heavy?" His face was ugly, so he could only grit his teeth, support his legs hard, change the milk to a more relaxed position, and then slowly moved to the elevator and began to deliver the goods.

....

I ran two trips in total, and it was 6:50 a.m.

Early in the morning he was tired and panting, and his legs were numb.

There are a total of 14 buildings in the community, and some buildings are bought a lot, which is quite easy. But if he bought less, he had to deliver the whole building, and then carry the crashed, milk-filled box back to the confident car and tie it up, and then ride to the next building.

The time dragged on for 20 minutes, and Chen Zhao didn't have the strength to explain, standing at the door and scolding the old man with blood.

But the old man didn't dare to say anything about dismissing him, and only warned him that 'next time it is not in time, he will not give milk', and then handed a small bag of milk to Chen Zhao.

"Where's your home?" The thin old man asked.

"Xiyuan Street."

"So far?" The old man was dumbfounded.

"We're in the middle of nowhere, and there's no milk delivery." Chen Zhao sighed, "Then I'll go, and I have to go to work later." ”

"Wait, wait, wait."

The thin old man glanced at Chen Zhao, who was covered in sweat, and said impatiently, "Forget it, it's annoying to watch." I borrowed my old broken bicycle from you, and I didn't have anything to do with it. You'll ride over tomorrow to load the milk and deliver it. ”