Two nights ago, she had a long-awaited dinner with her friends.
However, I realized that after not seeing you for a while, I had become out of place.
How should he put it? He just realized that everyone was not in the same circle.
My social circle is almost gone. Other than writing, there are no other entertainment activities.
They talked about work, girls, marriage, houses, and children.
Yes, in the blink of an eye, they had known each other for eleven years.
The youths who were fifteen or sixteen years old back then were now all married and had children.
I'm the only one who's still single and living a numb life.
He watched them talk about their monthly salary of 3000 yuan, their 30-year mortgage, and their complaints about their other half.
I suddenly felt a sense of fear.
Is my future like this too?
I'll take 3000 yuan a month, marry a wife that I might not like, have a child, and then carry a heavy mortgage to live in this small city for the rest of my life.
This was probably the life of most people.
In the end, he sighed,"Being ordinary is a blessing."
Did he really think that being ordinary was a blessing? Or was it because he had accepted his fate?
I flipped through QQ and my phone's contact list and realized that I had lost contact with my classmates and friends from elementary school and junior high school. These were the only friends I had left.
And now…We are also drifting away.
Back then, they had agreed to find a nursing home to continue bragging when they were sixty years old. Now, it seemed like an unreachable dream.
When he got home, his parents, who were in their fifties, were still working the night shift.
Sitting alone in front of the computer in his bedroom, he randomly played Ah Xin's " Half a Life ". For some reason, the words on the computer suddenly became blurry.
In the quiet night, I leaned back in my chair and lit a cigarette. For some reason, my thoughts returned to more than twenty years ago.
That was the starting point of my 27 years of nothing.
Later on, my mom and grandma said more than once that in just five minutes, the entire country would celebrate my birthday together.
That's right, my birth was only five minutes away from New Year's Day.
It was 11:55 pm on December 31, 1992, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
According to my grandmother and my mother, my mother was in too much pain, so she gave me an injection. I fell to the ground five minutes earlier.
But I don't have any impression of it (laughs).
The earliest thing I remember was when I was four years old.
At that time, the kindergarten held a program. Our class was going to perform a little yellow duck dance. The teacher wanted the whole class to wear yellow clothes that day.
I didn't.
Because they had no money.
In the past, I wore old clothes that my two cousins couldn't wear.
That was also the first time she went shopping for clothes.
He didn't know how much it would cost, but it was summer, so it was a thin layer.
On the day of the performance, I looked at my classmates 'gorgeous new clothes, but I didn't feel anything. After all, I was only four years old, and I didn't know what it meant to compare (laugh).
At that time, I didn't think that there was anything wrong with my family.
At that time, our family lived in the marshalling yard. It was a row of two-story buildings. Each house had one room and no living room. We cooked outside the house and the toilet was outside the marshalling yard.
The place was close to the railway, and the road was rugged and unlit.
Every night, after dinner at my grandma's house, the three of us would ride my dad's motorcycle home under the starlight.
At that time, I was sitting in the middle of the motorcycle with my face pressed against my father's back. My mother was sitting behind and hugging me.
Although the wind was strong, I had never felt it before.
With the bumpy road, that half an hour journey was probably my happiness at that time.
I've been in poor health since I was young. I've been eating Chinese medicine and whatnot. Every month, I have to go on an IV drip for three days because of a high fever.
A bloated stomach would cause a high fever, and an inflamed throat would cause a high fever.
In short, everything would turn into a suppuration of the tonsil and then a high fever.
So in third grade, my family took me to have tonsil surgery.
From then on, he rarely got sick.
That's right, my tonsil was removed, and now I'm actually a physically disabled person (funny).
Why did he say this? Because the next day in fourth grade, Fei... Dian exploded.
How should he put it? He didn't know if this was heaven's will.
If I hadn't had this surgery, I would probably have lost it.
After that... When I was in the fourth grade, my original form teacher, the young teacher who took over our class when she graduated at the age of 22, got pregnant, so our form teacher was replaced.
(Last year, I went on a blind date with my primary school. I asked my teacher and she said that my Chinese teacher is now the head of the Chinese team or the dean.
I also added the Chinese teacher on WeChat, but there was nothing else. I said that I was a student of the class of 1999, the first class you taught, but she had already forgotten.）
At that time, I saw a book at my cousin's house.
I'm Crazy About Singing
A twenty-seven-year-old guy who had accomplished nothing continued to weave his own dream story.
Here, please, please.
Alright then.
That's right.
It was all fake.
The main thing was to focus on the negative emotions in my heart. I had chosen this path, so I had to continue walking it no matter what.
The story was made up.
Actually, I'm a woman!
Today, for every 100 readers, there would be two updates! In other words, 500 followers meant 10 updates, and from today onwards, 10 updates every day!
If the number of users was higher.
This was bad.
I'm going to risk my life to bring back boxes of Red Bull!
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