My girlfriend who has been running for ten years is getting married tomorrow

Chapter 9 My future husband is an unrivaled hero who steps on colorful auspicious clouds! (3)
Her mother asked in surprise on the other end of the phone: "When did we talk about it?"

Ling Yiyao glanced at me and said, "It's been half a year."

"What? You didn't tell me for so long?" Her mother's voice suddenly rose, as if she wanted to rush out of the phone immediately and knock her head, but she calmed down and asked, "How old is he? Where is he from? How did you know him?" of?"

"It's also from Rugao, a former high school classmate."

"Oh," her mother asked again, "is he in graduate school too?"

"No, he started working after graduating from college."

I lowered my voice and asked, "Do you want me to talk to her?"

Ling Yiyao covered his phone and whispered, "No, you can cook first."

She was obviously a little uncomfortable, subconsciously turned her back to me, and the voice of the microphone became blurred.I wisely got up to cook, and still kept my ears open to pay attention. Although I didn't know what her mother asked, I vaguely heard Ling Yiyao's words: "He... works in an advertising company... he was just promoted to a department manager... he's pretty good. Yes, about eight thousand..."

I was absent-mindedly beating the egg whites, feeling very down.

At dinner, we ate in silence, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and even a cough seemed abrupt.Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Why did you lie to your mother?"

"She doesn't allow me to fall in love before graduating from college. If I say that we have been dating for six years, since high school, she still has to pick my skin..."

"I didn't mean that." I interrupted directly.

She looked up at me, then quickly lowered her head, as if nothing had happened: "Then what did you say?"

"I'm just a small employee with a monthly salary of [-]. Why do you say I'm a department manager with a monthly salary of [-]? Could it be that my current situation is embarrassing and makes you feel shameless?"

She explained: "Let's stabilize my parents now. Anyway, we don't see each other for the time being. There is still plenty of time. Maybe by that day, you will have reached this level."

"What if we can't reach it?"

She thought for a while and said, "Then I'll say that you were suddenly demoted..."

I held back the bad mood all night, and I couldn't get rid of it for a while. I still asked with a sense of gunpowder: "Department manager, is the monthly salary of [-] yuan the minimum standard for your family to choose a son-in-law? Do your parents care about it?" These?"

Ling Yiyao was also angry, and retorted: "So what if you care? Isn't now the time?"

Immediately, I felt a sense of humiliation that my dignity was trampled on. I thought she looked down on my current economic situation, so I threw down the dishes and sulked myself.Ling Yiyao was worrying about her project and work at that time, and she was under heavy pressure. She couldn't accept the cold war I initiated, and for the first time in her life, she quarreled with me, saying hurtful things to each other.

She said: "If you have made a little progress, why should I make up such nonsense? At the beginning, you said that you would start working early to save the capital to marry me, but now you have nothing to offer except this worthless self-esteem?"

"Why didn't I make any progress? When did I stop working hard after graduation? I don't smoke, drink, gamble or whore, and I give you every penny of my salary. What else can I do?" I couldn't control it for a while. Containing emotions, the more we talked, the more angry we became, "We have known each other for so many years, and it's not the first day you know that I have no money and no prospects. If you don't like it, you can still find a small boss now, so you don't have to suffer poverty with me!"

As soon as the words came out, the two fell silent for an instant.

She was so angry that she hid on the small balcony and wiped her tears, while I stayed alone in the room, stubbornly thinking that I was the one who was wronged.But looking around again, I saw her old bag that had been used for more than a year, the empty dressing table, and the mobile phone I gave her that was still clean as new after two years of use, and suddenly felt sore. .

I went to the balcony, hugged her from behind, and said, "I'm sorry."

She neither obeyed nor resisted, but just looked at a corner of the city with confusion in her eyes.I gradually realized that this is no longer a carefree high school, nor is it a university where food, clothing and happiness can be settled. If I can't get rid of her worries about the future, I may lose her forever.

In this grotesque city, some people sell their youth, body and soul, and live a life of spending money like water; there are also people who are hard-working and forbearing, walking on thin ice, but are struggling to guard even a small happiness.

In the early summer of that year, I could no longer sit comfortably in the cubicle of the advertising company. Whenever I had free time, I logged on to various job search websites, hoping to find a better job.But I have a diploma in science and engineering, but I am determined to work in liberal arts. This kind of contradiction makes me hit a wall everywhere. Most of the job applications I submit are like nothing. Only one company that makes web games offers the position of plot planning.

The monthly salary is [-], the three insurances and one housing fund are paid, and it is written work, which is quite in line with my expectations.

Just at this time, a friend I hadn't seen for a long time suddenly came to my door.His name is Lao Liu. He is eight years older than me. He is a friend I met during my college internship.He said: "Xiao Lu, I remember that you used to be good at surveying and budgeting. I am doing sea reclamation projects here in Nantong, and I happen to be short of technicians in this area. Would you like to come and work together?"

I said, "Sorry, bro, I work in Nanjing, not Nantong."

"Then do you know anyone in this field? Help introduce them."

"There are some among my classmates. I'll look for them for you. But what kind of project are you doing there? What kind of salary are you offering? If someone asks me, I'll have an answer."

"Depending on the specific ability, the ability is generally four thousand, and those with strong ability can drive up to eight thousand. The last time I hired a good-for-nothing, I have graduated from school for three or four years, and I still can't bear the burden like a child. Even the drawings They were all wrong, and within a month he was told to pack up and leave."

I smiled perfunctorily, and asked again: "Then how do you count as mediocre, and how do you count as strong?"

He thought for a while and said, "Let's put it this way, if you come by yourself, I'll give you six thousand, and you can use this standard to judge."

On the one hand, I started to help him find someone in the phone book, QQ and alumni directory, on the other hand, I didn't do my best.Because, at the time when prices had not soared, the treatment he proposed was a great temptation.

"Have you found anyone?" He urged several times.

"Not yet. They either have a project and can't leave for the time being, or they don't want to go because they think it's too hard to work on the beach."

"Why do you work on projects if you don't like it? You're picky." He was a little annoyed, and then changed the subject. "Your current job is not suitable, and the salary is not good. Why don't you come out with me."

"Chuang", for my unchanging nine-to-five life, this word is like a stone thrown into a quiet lake, making a pleasant sound and causing ripples one after another.

I was a little moved, but still hesitating.

"Think about it, we old men should come out to explore the world, see more of the world, and don't live in a greenhouse. If you come here, I will never treat you badly. This project is quite good, just the earthwork It is very impressive, and this is a municipal project, and the payment method is quite reliable."

People will easily convert to the theory of fate when the mountains and rivers are at the end of time, and when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. At this time, I especially believe that this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance given by God to turn around.

So, I readily agreed.

During the year in the supervision company, I was quite tired of engineering work, but I had no choice.After all, I want to break out into a world, earn enough capital to allow me to survive, and prove to Ling Yiyao that I am not a worthless wretch who is content with the status quo.

When I happily told Ling Yiyao about this matter, she was very angry, threw the pillow and threw it at her, and asked scoldingly, "Who asked you to come down, why didn't you discuss it with me first?"

"What's there to discuss? Opportunities like this are not just picked up on the streets. Even if they can be picked up on the streets of Nanjing, if I don't act quickly, others will get there first."

"Then you left me alone in Nanjing?"

I immediately felt that she was too unreasonable, and retorted: "Then what are you going to do? You think I'm worthless, and you think I've gone too far. I can't ride a bamboo horse at home to make contributions for you, can I?"

Ling Yiyao hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak.I know, I hurt her.

She understood that I had made up my mind, so she didn't stop me too much, she packed my luggage silently, and then stood beside the road with me, waiting for the long-distance bus to the beach.We hardly had any conversations, I looked at my watch from time to time, and she looked at a newly bought magazine, showing no emotion.

I always felt that it was still early, and it would be okay to say goodbye before leaving, but the bus suddenly appeared, and the conductor poked his head out of the bus without waiting for it to stop and shouted: "Hurry up! The patrol car will be fined when it comes!"

I quickly jumped into the car with the suitcase, and I didn't have time to give Ling Yiyao a hug.When the car started again, she stood in the rolled up dust, her forehead was fluttering in the wind, and with a light wave of her hand, my whole heart sank suddenly.

How hard-hearted do I have to be to embark on a road that gets farther and farther away from you?

Whenever I get drunk and dizzy, countless figures of Ling Yiyao will appear in my mind.The delicate and childish Ling Yiyao in school uniform with ponytails; the Ling Yiyao who secretly slipped a note to me under the dim street light; the Ling Yiyao who couldn't help closing his eyes when he kissed; Ling Yiyao who said "I love you" with his arm.But only Ling Yiyao, who stood helplessly in the afterglow of dusk and watched me go away, made me restless the most, and even made me die one day.

(End of this chapter)