"Dewey." Whenever I was in a bad mood, I went to the bar to talk to Dewey. The students in the university can't understand the thoughts of people like me. They have the halo of the proud son of heaven on their heads, and they don't have any language to communicate.
"When do you think we will become famous?" I was depressed.
"Ah? Hehe." Dewey was very excited to hear this question, and said, "Have you heard of 'Three Reliances'?" I shook my head.
"This is a test to see if you have a chance." Although I never believed Dewey's nonsense, it didn't hurt to listen to it at this time. I winked at Dewey to signal him to continue talking.
"The first is to rely on parents. There is a father who is an official and goes straight to Kangzhuang Avenue. Don't you?" I nodded.
"Second depends on your husband. You have no chance in this life, unless" Dewey's weird smile provoked a good fight from me.
"The third depends on yourself."
"I can do it." I had expected Dewey to say this.
Dewey shook his head and said, "This basically has no future, and the probability of winning a lottery is basically the same."
I lowered my head, thinking about it too. I am no longer a nerd in the ivory tower. I have met too many people of all kinds as a part-time bar waiter in the past four years. How can there be such a simple thing in the world, relying on oneself Hehe, it is almost impossible for no one to give a chance.
"Hey. Let me tell you something, maybe it's a very good opportunity!" Dewey said suddenly nervously.
"Huh? What chance?" I looked at him suspiciously.
"Remember the guy from the Northeast who came here often recently? Boss Wang!"
I shook my head, not too impressed.
"Oh, you know how to hang out with women."
"What are you talking about?" I grabbed Dewey's front collar. I hate people to classify me as a certain kind of person. What I fear most when working here is such a misunderstanding.
"Okay, okay. Let's not talk about you." Dewey patted my hand away, pulled the wrinkled clothes, and continued: "Then Boss Wang is the current celebrity in the bar, and he is very generous. He often comes to the bar Drinking, didn't you notice? I served him many times, and he said he appreciates me." Dewey puffed out his chest triumphantly.
"Oh." I said calmly.
"Don't just 'oh'. He came here to investigate and wanted to invest in a bar here. Now we have negotiated and started looking for staff. He thinks highly of me and says that I have a good conversation, and I may be buried here. Go to him to do it There is no problem with the foreman or something. Do you think I should try this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
Dewey spoke so earnestly, and I'm happy for him. Those who work here don't have many chances to be appreciated. Those self-proclaimed rich children, high-ranking officials and dignitaries treat the service staff here as low-level animals. If someone could really give Dewey a chance, why not do it? Maybe it changed his fate.
"You might as well give it a try. The opportunity is rare and you should seize it as soon as possible." I patted Dewey on the shoulder to encourage him.
"Xiao Yang, Dewey. You two are being lazy again." Chen Xing came over with an ugly face and reprimanded, "You two boys are fishing in troubled waters together, so stop sticking to me in the future."
Dewey and I stuck out our tongues and were caught again. I guess today's class was wasted again.
I quickly ran back to the infield, ready to make extra money. Dewey was stuck there only to be scolded.
When I got home, I was slightly drunk. As the cool breeze blew past in the early morning, the alcohol that suppressed the bottom of my stomach began to surge up. I finally understand why those alcoholics drink so much. After a person drinks alcohol, he walks like flying, drifts off like a celestial being, forgets himself, and forgets all his troubles and depressions. I staggered up the stairs, the stairwell was messed up, and the messy debris was kicked by me. I put my finger to my mouth and blew playfully: "Shhdon't make noise! ??Be quiet! Be quiet! I was scolded. Hehe" I was incoherent, talking to myself, I moved to the door of the house, took out the key, and looked for the keyhole with the faint moonlight outside the house. My trembling hands couldn't find the damn hole. "Grandma's, what's the matter with those damn hands tonight, they're shaking so badly. Just chop them off." I scolded my mother alone. The door creaked open. Wei Ling stood at the door with her back against the faint light in the room, sacred and inviolable. There was a slight wry smile on the corner of my mouth. I used to naively think that as long as I love her, she will be happy, but this kind of poor love is worthless in the extremely cruel reality.
"Why are you drunk again?" Wei Ling frowned slightly and dragged me in.
She often works in three shifts, and there are no fixed shifts. Her parents can't control her private life, and she often comes to my place to spend the night.
"Hehe, there are too many customers. Look at the tipsJust drink it. "I gently pushed her away and walked into the room.
She said unhappily: "Did you get yourself drunk just for a little tip?"
Her words poured my brains out like a cold lake. I looked back at her slowly. She took a step back in fear. I concealed myself and continued to undress. The money was dismissive in her eyes. Even if I was drunk to death, I couldn't rely on tips to provide her current family life.
"I'm sorry, I just don't want you to drink so much." Wei Ling sensitively realized that what I said just now hurt me, she stepped forward repentantly and put her hand on my back.
I was silent, I don't think I have any qualifications to forgive her, I should be the one who said sorry.
"Don't mind my parents, okay? I hope you can understand their painstaking efforts, and also understand my feelings for you." She attached to my back and said the purpose of coming tonight.
"It's nothing. If I have a daughter, I hope she can marry a rich and powerful man. That's the foundation of her life's happiness." I said calmly, "I'm too self-righteous, I can't give you good things at all. Life" Wei Ling suddenly covered my mouth. Her whole body trembled slightly, she kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face. Her weakness always touched the weakest part of my nerves, and I was so guilty.
She did not speak, choked up; I did not move, distressed.
"Xiao Yang, my heart hurts so much." She calmed down and finally spoke, holding me tightly around my waist like a drowning person, "You are like a poppy, yes My only painkiller right now. I can't lose you."
I held her cold hand and turned to look at her little face, which was full of tears. I gently wiped her tears, her charming little eyes are like springs, but the tears still keep coming out!
"Xiaoling, I'm like a poppy, I can only relieve pain for a short time, you should know that I will only lead you to a worse place, I am poisonous. I thought that as long as I saw you smiling and happy, I would be happy Will be satisfied; now I know that behind your smile hides too much of my heavy burden."
"No! It's not like that." She covered her ears, refusing to listen to me continue to tell her the truth, "I don't care, I don't care where I live every day, what I eat and wear every day, I just want to be with you! "
She went into a state of madness that I couldn't control, and she invested too much love in me. In love, the person who gives more love will become a slave of emotion. How many heavy shackles did she bear to love me?
She is in such pain, how can I bear it? I swore to give her happiness. I hugged her tightly, rubbed her into my arms, and hid her in the safest place in my heart, not to let her be so sad again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com