That night, I just got a call shortly after I started working.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately found the manager, asked for leave, changed his clothes, and rushed to Xueer's school.

Just as I was in the traffic jam and it was a little rainy, I saw the last scene from afar when I arrived.

It was at the back door of the school, and no students passed by at that time. Xueer pushed the boy's hand hard, then turned around and took the arm of a man in a suit, and the two of them took an umbrella and left in a car that looked expensive.

The boy watched the car drive away with a sad face, then slowly squatted on the ground and buried his head in his arms.

I walked over and squatted down, saying nothing, just quietly accompanied him.

After a while he looked up at me, and I smiled at him, "What's your name?"

I haven't asked before, but now it's very embarrassing.

"Fang Xu."

“It sounds nice.”

Then he stopped talking and spoke after a while. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. He didn't care at all and looked at me with a sad face.

"Sister Luoluo, I have always believed that love can last for a long time. Even in this materialistic society, we can still live with our beloved for a lifetime and help us to grow old. Although we are very poor now, all this is temporary and will gradually get better in the future, but why didn't she wait for me?"

I don't know if there were tears or rain on his face, but I know that my heart hurts very much.

I looked at the street lights in the distance, and the dim lights were emitted on a rainy night, but I couldn't feel the warmth. When I looked at him, I thought of myself. I had struggled and had been so stupid that I wanted to fight with the people of the whole world. However, this world will teach you what kind of gentleness is, and will make you become more and more gentle, and it will teach you to accept your fate.

How should I explain to him?

"What will pass, everything will pass. Everyone has the right to choose. Give up appropriately, maybe it is good to you and her. If you cannot keep someone, you must let go. You can't give her the happiness she wants, at least you can fulfill his pursuit. There is no eternal pain in life. No matter how deep the pain is, the wound will always heal. You will see clearly this world, this world is like this, you are willing to fight for her, but she can't wait. All of this will accelerate your growth, and one day it will eventually lead to a new life.

, When you are successful in your career, you will thank her again when you think of her. Many of the things we thought we would never forget until death were forgotten inadvertently. Those who eventually disappeared in your memory are not worthy of death and feelings. She is just a scenery in your life that you cannot escape. Although it is beautiful, it is destined not to belong to you. It is not someone who can accompany you to see the scenery for the rest of your life. You must understand that you did not lose to Yin Jiaxu, not to Xueer, but to this society..."

I remember that I talked a lot, maybe I was talking to him, maybe I was talking to myself, but in short, I didn’t know how much he listened to.

Fang Xu was stunned for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and then stood up.

"Sister Luo Luo, thank you." After saying that, he turned around and left.

I looked at his back and didn't know what this incident meant to him. I just hoped that he could maintain that kind heart.

This was a common thing, a scene that has been badly performed since ancient times, but I was just very uncomfortable and frustrated.

Maybe it was because I just heard of it before and didn’t have a personal feeling, but this time it happened to me. Or maybe it was because I already regarded Xueer as another self. I want their precious feelings to be permanently preserved in this dirty society, which gave me a little spiritual sustenance. Now that I have lost my hope, I have too big psychological gap. It’s easy to say something and persuade others, but it’s not the case when I use it on myself.

After persuading Fang Xu, the more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable, and the more I felt more and more panicked. I could get everything because Yin Jiaxu was rich and powerful, and I felt a sense of regret for Xueer's youth and ignorance. What I was also confused about was whether Xueer fell in love with Yin Jiaxu or Yin Jiaxu's money?

If it is the latter, it would be fine, if it is the former, it would be too sad.

I didn't want to go back to work or go home, so I just wandered outside, thinking to myself, I'll go back when it rains heavily.

Not long after, I received a call. When I saw that I didn’t know the number, I was upset and the tone of the answer was not very good.

A voice came over quite clearly and domineeringly, "Come here, right now!"

I felt even more angry, "Who are you? If you ask me to go over, I will go over. I will call you wrong!"

There suddenly became quiet, and my heart was so quiet that I felt scared.

I suddenly realized that the voice just now looked quite similar to that master's voice.

It's not just like it, it's him.

At that moment, I was speechless. Can I say to him, sorry, you called the wrong one?

Oh my God, the earth, do you need to play with me like this?

I stood in the rain for a long time before I got a car. When I didn’t need it, I ran all over the street, but when I could use it, there wasn’t a single one!

When I came to the villa last time and rang the doorbell, I was still thinking, what did he ask me for? Do that kind of thing?

He came to open the door in casual clothes, looking very home-looking. Seeing me looking like a cock-drinking, he looked disgusted. I was really afraid that he would kick me out of the carpet in their house.

But he said nothing, tilted his head slightly and signaled me to go in.

Then I ignored me and went in by myself.

I was stunned for a moment and followed him in. I didn't know why I was in the mood to study whether he stayed at home or not.

He was sitting on the wool carpet at a low table in the living room, lowering his head, his back to me, I couldn't see what he was studying, and he said without raising his head, "Go up and take a shower."

"Ah?" I thought I must be stupid with half-open mouth.

"I don't understand? What do you belong to?" His eyes looked like an idiot.

This is the rich and powerful young master, who is domineering like a bastard.

But I can only bear it.

So what if I can't bear it? I don't have much money, I don't have much power, I don't have a great power, and I can't beat him. I scold him? It doesn't seem very good. Although I'm not a lady, I'm not a shrew! Moreover, I may not be able to scold him.

In the past, when I was in school, I always complained about too many options for multiple-choice questions, and when I entered society, I complained about too few options for us.

I didn't dare to say anything, so I went upstairs and took a shower in shame. After taking a shower, I went downstairs. This man was still in his posture just now and was concentrating on what he was studying.

I walked over and took a look. It was quite surprising that it was a jigsaw puzzle.

I didn't expect that someone like him would play with this.

As we all know, you can use tangrams to spell out your own design patterns, but if you want to spell out specific patterns with tangrams, you will encounter real challenges and the fun is also the place.

He was fiddling with the drawings seriously, but he tried several times but failed.

I turned my head to look at him, he frowned slightly, his eyes staring at the tangram, the light of the chandelier hit his face, he lowered his eyes, and could see the shadow of his long eyelashes, and occasionally blinked his eyes, which was very quiet.

I was surprised by my actions tonight. Did I get so stupid as to get me in the rain? What did you catch him?

I also lowered my head and studied the jigsaw puzzle for a while, then reached out to move it a few times, and immediately the flowers were bright.

He looked up at me in surprise. I raised my chin proudly, then immediately reacted, put away the pride that I had just been taken away and lowered my head to pretend to be quail.

He didn't care. He sat on the sofa lazily like an old man, looking at me lazily.

I waited for him to bombard me with the gun, but after a while, I asked with great interest, "Can you play with ice and fire?"

I'll know!

"Will..." I replied in a low voice, just because the technical content is poor and there is no practical experience.

“Where is the desert storm?”

Are you finished, ancestor!

“Uh, that’s OK…”

"Where is the Crystal Love?"

Damn, what do you want to do!

"Yeah, I learned..."

He nodded, as if he was quite satisfied. Then he pointed to the table, and the special ancestor said, "Come on."

Come on, you uncle!

I turned around and saw that the table was equipped with all the equipment, ice bucket, thermos cup, jump candy, jelly, which one came from?

Do it all? No matter how good my skills are, you will not be lucky enough to endure it?

In the end, I chose ice buckets and insulation buckets.

Because I want to take the jump candy and jelly on the way to eat it when I leave later, if this master allows it.

This man is very clean, that was my first feeling. I mean the body, I mean the skin outside, and it’s hard to say anything else.

Maybe it was because I had just taken a shower, and there was a faint mint smell, which made me feel a little better.

It is said that experts can not leak a drop of water, and their tongues can still spin back and forth, making it very comfortable.

I said this is a technical job, and my technical content is low, so the water keeps flowing out along the corners of my mouth, dripping on his body, mine, and then dripping on the carpet. I feel sorry for the carpet while doing it.

After repeated this for several times, he became more and more excited. Finally, he simply stood up and grabbed my hair and twitched violently.

After a while, he ejaculated. I didn't have time to hide and all went into my mouth. I was so choked that I coughed. An unbearable nausea surged up, and I pushed him away and rushed into the bathroom without thinking.

I didn't eat much all day, and I was soaked in a little rain at night that I vomited all my bile.

I felt very uncomfortable. He held a gun, and even if you bought a fruit knife, he would be a weapon: he would be a lust day and night, if you downloaded a pornographic film, he would be a hooligan: he made a fortune, and if you set up a street stall, it would be illegal: he lives in a villa with a high-rise building, and if you build a shack, he would be demolished. He has so many women, why don’t even let a young couple go?

This is reality.

I just felt wronged, as if all the grievances over the years have surged up, squatting on the ground and crying so hard that I couldn't bear to breathe.

At that time, I had only one idea in my mind.

I'm leaving, I'll never stay here again.

Go to the city of fucking z! Go to the city of fucking Zuo! Can’t I just stop doing it? I won’t do it anymore if I give it money! What am I doing here? Being ruined like this!

Is it great to have money and power? Are you human beings, but I am not human beings?

My mind is very messy, like a messy ball of yarn. No matter how you make sense, the more you make sense, the more messy it becomes. My mind hurts.

It seemed that the emotions that had been accumulated for several years had erupted. I hid in the bathroom and cried in the dark.
To be continued...