His eyes were obviously so sleepy that he couldn't open them. But can't sleep.
Everyday life is like a chain hanging on a gear, going round and round.
And the days without inspiration are like a dirty rag, covered with the dust of the years.
(poor fate)
When she appeared at the door of a hotel where she was applying for a waiter, carrying a worn-out canvas bag. The staff present showed contemptuous expressions.
A childish face.
Wearing a pair of cheap sneakers, because of the long time in the car, it has been contaminated with dust.
The white sneakers turned black.
She stood in embarrassment.
"Hello. Then who? Write down the contact information." Someone yelled at her rudely.
She looked up and followed the sound source to see a handsome face.
"Oh." She responded timidly.
"Swipe" to write the name on the paper. ancestral home. telephone number. The crooked handwriting gave others another laughing stock.
She knows that others look down on her.
From their unkind eyes, you can read the true and false.
She is only 16 years old. There are five siblings in the family. She is third.
Graduated from junior high school. Come out to work to support younger siblings to go to school.
Her hands are not as tender as those of her peers. Dark complexion. Dry hair with no shine.
Thin as a hemp stalk. She was wearing clothes that didn't fit well and hung loosely on her body, as if they could surround her whole body.
She remembered how embarrassing she appeared in front of everyone that day.
There is no solid fortress behind her to support her fragile heart. He could only grit his teeth and accept the contemptuous treatment.
Being taken to go shopping by someone, I couldn't help showing a look of surprise when I saw the dazzling array of goods on the street.
She knew it was a laughing stock again.
Her hometown is a small closed mountain village. It took three hours on a tractor before I came to the county town to take a bus.
The tractor bumps along the way. like an earthquake. She felt her heart was broken.
Can't tell the people around me, because a candy brother and sister can turn against each other.
This is the tragedy of poverty.
It was he who brought her out to work.
They got engaged in their hometown. Parents racked their brains for the gift money.
Can't blame the parents for their fickleness.
The younger brother is still young. So many mouths for the whole family to eat. Didn't her sister just get married like this?
Such as the form of trading to exchange their cheap lives for money to maintain their lives.
She is the same age as him, with a pretty face.
During the blind date, I didn't fall in love with him, thinking that he was too dull. taciturn.
In order to get the gift money, her parents kept instilling good things about the man in her ears.
Can't bear to be coaxed by rhetoric.
They are engaged. Because the age is still young. After negotiation between the parents of both parties, the wedding date was set in two years.
They did not hold hands.
Get along like friends.
But he regarded her as his future wife. In a strange city, I always want to give her the best.
? To save costs. They rented a private house together.
She is sleeping on the bed.
He sleeps underground.
When I can't fall asleep, I will chat to the moonlight outside the window.
Eat radish and pickles together.
In the cold winter, my hands are red from the cold. He would also bring steaming steamed buns to her to eat.
They spent half a year of hard life.
live frugally, and save a little bit of monthly salary. With enough living expenses, the excess was sent home.
Accidents will happen.
Mom suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized.
She has no extra money on hand.
It was he who spared no effort to lend her money to tide over the crisis.
I knew very early on that she and him are people from the same world. Although she is living in a bustling city life, she is surrounded by fashion and luxury.
They are running around the city.
The arrogance hidden in her was stimulated.
Get rid of poverty. Be her dream.
So two years later, they were not married.
In order to stay in the city, the girl married a local elderly disabled person.
Promises sway in the wind.
A marriage contract is not worth the time.
There is no love between them.
As she said, it was just a transaction.
? When he questioned his efforts over the past two years with tears in his eyes. But she responded lightly, "It's just your wishful thinking."
She never went back after getting married.
When she walked through the hotel in high-end clothes, she remembered the contempt she had received.
Can't help but have a sore nose.
Even if you live in the city, it is no longer as hard as before.
Poor, sometimes poor in the bones.
She is also reluctant to buy expensive items.
Eat radish and pickles.
Standing in front of some people has no confidence.
Life is no different from what it used to be.
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