between clouds and mud

Chapter 21 This Wind Changsha Cloud Old Habits (End)
When Zhang Chengnian was approaching the end of his junior year, the school's school recruitment also started vigorously.Like all graduates, he is busy submitting resumes and interviewing.

In fact, in the year of the college entrance examination, Zhang Chengnian applied for the computer major, but was transferred to the architecture department because of his grades.

The Internet has developed rapidly in recent years, and this industry is on the cusp of the storm, which is equivalent to picking up money with sacks.

As a traditional industry, the construction industry is relatively disadvantaged, but because of the strong momentum of real estate development in those years, the industry prospect is also good.

There are also unexpected things.

As students who just walked out of the ivory tower, they began to plan the blueprint for the future complacently, but the reality gave them a slap in the face.

College Students?The most indispensable thing in this society is college students.

With a monthly salary of 300 yuan, we cannot afford to hire migrant workers, but only college students.

As a representative figure of cheap labor, college students flock to the market wave after wave.

When Zhang Chengnian was in school, all his subjects were top-notch.

From the basics of hand-painting to software operation, from theoretical knowledge to competition trophies, he is undoubtedly an outstanding graduate representative, but this does not hinder the cheap salary offered by the company.

The offers he got were all famous companies, but the salary he gave made it difficult to even rent a house.

"What do graduates know? There are still many things to learn." This is a sentence that every interviewer hangs in his mouth.It is also a real fact.

Even some companies are too thick-skinned. Relying on their reputation in the industry, they don’t have any salary. They pretend that you are lucky to be able to enter our company as an intern. The face of capital is really greedy.

This is the first hurdle that graduates face when they step into the society. Being young means that you know nothing, but being young is also the capital for you to fight hard.

Zhou Song went to Zhang Chengnian several times, but he was really busy, and more often than not, he didn't dare to face her.

At this stage, Zhang Chengnian had to admit that what Feng Yi had said had been confirmed.

Zhou Song's school entrance banquet, in the bustling banquet hall, he looked at the girl who was full of stars.

The gap between them is clearly in front of them, one is a famous college student with a good family background, and the other is a graduate with a worrying future and nothing.

He doesn't want his promises to be worthless.

Can't give now, let alone the future.

When the work arrangement was almost done, Zhang Chengnian took the initiative to ask Zhou Song and Zhang Fang to meet.

The three rarely have the opportunity to sit and eat together, this time it is for Zhang Chengnian to practice.

He decided to go, to a farther place, to a bigger city.

Since it's a big city, why can't it be BJ?Zhou Song asked.

She will go to school in BJ.This is her invitation letter.

Zhang Chengnian naturally made the decision after deliberation. BJ, as the capital city, has a relatively full market and is not suitable for the future development of the construction industry.

As an emerging city, Shenzhen is at the forefront of reform and opening up, and it is also a gathering place for young people. There are relatively more opportunities there.

"Then we are not going to go to another place."

Zhou Song was reluctant to leave, one south and one north, far apart.

Zhang Chengnian's words made her heart cold. Of course, as a friend, she would often write letters.

In a word, draw the boundaries clearly.

He classified her as a friend, a sister, but not a lover.

Zhou Song didn't speak for the rest of the time.

Her mind went blank for a while, and then she listened to Zhang Fang and Zhang Chengnian chatting about work-related matters.

She was silent for a long time, she lowered her head to eat the vegetables, and tears fell one by one, and the taste was salty and spicy when she chewed.

After Zhang Chengnian left, Zhang Fang handed her a tissue: "Xiao Liu, you are not suitable."

This inappropriate sentence cut off the love that the girl didn't have time to say.

Zhou Song didn't raise her head, she continued to eat.

"Don't eat it, I'll take you home."

"I'm not full yet." She cried and swallowed.

He once carried her home under the moonlight and folded beautiful garlands for her;

He gave her tutoring in the summer afternoon, let the dragonfly land on the window lattice;

He played tricks on her in the snow maze, and put a box of candies in his schoolbag:
But her first love ended without a problem before it even started.

The boy who held her hand finally left her behind.

Zhou Song didn't keep Zhang Chengnian, nor did he ask Zhang Fang what was inappropriate, because she vaguely knew the answer in her heart.

Zhang Chengnian will not be with her, because he is Zhang Chengnian, so she likes him.

A teenager's self-esteem is far higher than his love.

In the summer vacation of the third year of high school, Zhou Song originally made an appointment with Jiang Lele to go to Dengxin Bridge together and show her his childhood.Finally stayed in Changsha.

This summer vacation, she didn't go on a trip, didn't go back to her hometown, and stayed with Zhou Li quietly.

Zhou Li was just at the age of being lively and active. When Aunt Song didn't pay attention, he secretly climbed up the tree in the yard, lost his grip and fell down.

Aunt Song was almost in a hurry to call an ambulance, and kept asking him if his heart ached, and if his chest was okay.

Zhou Song walked over and saw the left chest of the little boy with his upper body naked. It was a scar left by cutting the whole chest. It was in the shape of a right angle, and it was horrifying like a centipede crawling over.

Zhou Li covered his chest, quickly put his clothes back on, and said in a timid tone, "Sister."

She knelt down and looked at her younger brother: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Li touched his left chest, which is where the heart is: "The doctor said, it's broken here."

She knew that her younger brother was in poor health, but she never thought it was such a serious illness—a heart attack.

"Sister, it's ugly, you saw it." Zhou Li pouted, his tone a bit tangled.

A 12-year-old child with such hideous scars on her body did not dare to imagine how Zhou Li survived on the operating table.

But he not only used a knife, but also three times, lying on the operating table three times, and cutting his entire chest open three times.

When Zhou Li was eight years old, the danger was extremely dangerous. The hospital issued two critical illness notices in a row, telling parents to be mentally prepared. He almost died that year.

Feng Yi collapsed outside the operating room alone, but Zhou Huaiming did not come back after fighting the flood in the mountainous area.

"At that time, I thought, if my son is gone, I will divorce him."

"But after our Xiao Li woke up from the coma, he told me, Mom, don't blame Dad, he works very hard. My child is so good, so good, how did he get this disease?" Feng Yi said. I can't cry.

Zhou Song was silent for a while and then asked: "Is it summer, in July?"

Feng Yi raised his head in a daze, then nodded.

Zhou Li always said that he and his sister are connected.

It turns out that this is the connection of blood and the close relationship of flesh and blood.

Zhou Song was 13 years old that year, graduated from the first grade of junior high school, and suddenly burned for more than a week.

The only person in the world who has the same blood as her has passed through the gate of hell. An eight-year-old child has already experienced death.

As a sister, she is incompetent.

She has been deliberately keeping a distance from Zhou Li, neither far nor near, neither salty nor bland.

She was tolerated by so many people, but she couldn't tolerate her younger brother.

Zhou Li still has the last heart bypass surgery, which needs to be done before he becomes an adult.

The doctor said the probability is half and half, if you succeed, you can live like a normal person, if you fail.
If you don't do it, you can't be a normal person for life, and you may get sick at any time.

Zhou Li doesn't like studying, his grades are not good, and his handwriting is sloppy.

Zhou Song taught him patiently, just like his father taught himself when he was a child, one stroke at a time.

Zhou Song is very flexible, she climbed up the tree and grabbed the cicada: "You wanted this last time."

This summer vacation, the Zhou family in Changsha took their first family portrait. In the photo, the family of four smiled warmly.

There was a square photo frame above Zhou Li's desk, and he stared at it for a long time.

Write in your diary: "In fact, being sick is good."

(End of this chapter)