I'm reborn, I don't want to fall in love anymore

Chapter 1 Qian? What about my money?

“300,000 colorful gifts, no less points!”

“I don’t care about money, I just want to know how important I am to you.”

“Also, you can’t write your mother’s name, you have to turn to my name.”

Deep city, the window of the gray whale cafe.

The 38 -year -old Jiang Qin looked at the marriage object in front of her, and suddenly felt her face was a little strange.

They met through a blind date. They had been together for more than half a year. Because they were not young, they had no time to drag down, so they have been discussing marriage recently.

To be honest, Jiang Qin didn’t have much feelings for her, and he believed that the other party was almost the same.

After all, it is the age of Ben Si. Is it still for love to marry a wife to have children?

I just don’t want to be old -fashioned …

However, he didn’t speak, but instead drank the water in the cup silently, and looked at the glass window, and his ears automatically shielded the other’s voice.

He felt that life was actually very fucking.

Because his parents said that knowledge changed his destiny, he studied hard since he was a child. He felt that he must be rich or expensive in the future.

But after work, he realized that he could not even be a common man

In the early 16th year, he entered the workplace. He was filled with a table with a table and entered the hospital. He could not see his last side.

In the 19 -year project of mines, he was forced to carry the pot. He had a five -month instant noodle in the rental house, which could not distinguish between dreams and reality.

Later, the job was quite stable, but it was far from the place of residence. His rolled liver was broken. He diligent in urine and diluted to buy a trolley.

In 22 years, the car finally bought it, but he found that the oil could not be added, and the urine was endless.

At the age of thirty, he found that the rent rose faster than his salary, so he desperately saved money and told his parents the idea of buying a house in Shencheng.

From that day, the parents’ desk had never been seen again.

However, the down payment was not enough, so the dad hid him and ran to work during the day at night, almost cerebral congestion.

Is poverty really related to laziness?

Jiang Qin has been thinking about this problem over the years.

He felt that he was diligent enough to be worthy of his name.

What about money?

Who made money by money?

When I was a kid, my parents had eagerly told him that as long as you are willing to suffer, you will definitely be out of place.

But when he grows up, he finds the fact that as long as you are willing to suffer, you must have suffering.

Now, his blind date is 300,000 gifts.

“Jiang Qin, have you listened to me?”

“Well, I kept listening.”

“Then why don’t you say a word, I said it for a long time, and you don’t care if you are dumb!”

Jiang Qin put down the water cup, and said after a while for a while: “This marriage, don’t you still end?”

The woman froze for a moment, and then furious: “What do you mean?”

“Nothing, just feel so tired, want to go home to sleep.”

“Jiang Qin, you are a ravioli, no wonder you are thirty -eight, and there are no women who want to follow you!”

Regardless of the woman’s roar, Jiang Qin walked out of the western restaurant and walked along the road aimlessly.

When he walked to a construction site, he saw a banner hanging on the wall, saying that beating workers was a superior.

So he lit the cigarette, pumped two mouthfuls and hot on it.

He didn’t have much complaints on that woman, and even felt that her demand was normal.

There are thirty -five people. What is wrong with reality?

He is just thinking about a question.

Which day is this day?

Those who have not worked desperately advocated that fighting workers was a superior, but those who had been working did not dare to say anything. They could only nod to admit, ah right.

But where do you look like an individual?

I have two pairs of AJ in my life, or Putian. Do you care about this?

As for love?

Jiang Qin didn’t even know that this thing existed.

He has met a few times, and has seen a few friends introduced by a few friends, no matter which one can live, but the saddest thing is limited to it.

Looking back on my life, there are really too many regrets in my life …

Jiang Qin sighed, and found the phone from his pocket. He wanted to find a friend to drink with himself, but after ordering, he saw four text messages.

A credit card reminder notification, a warning of a call fee, a brother, I am nearby, there is no one at home today.

The last one from his direct leader, the words of the words and long -term told him that recently the company’s benefits are not good. I hope that employees can voluntarily cut salary and go with the company with difficulties.

Jiang Qin instantly lost the mood of drinking and continued to smoke under the construction building.

In this era, you must not work if you want to have money, because the distribution of resources in this society is originally unfair.

But when he thought of his age, Jiang Qin couldn’t help laughing.

It ’s a bit unrealistic to go to start a business after thirty -eight?

In the past two years, his waist was exhausted, and there was a problem with the cervical spine. Cross -nerve pain was more diligent than frequent urination.

Dragging this broken body to start a business, even if he succeeds, he is fifty years old. What else can you enjoy in this life.

If you can come back, you can do nothing, and you can be close to the rich woman.

If you do n’t do it, you can start a business. He believes that the money is gone and you can make any money, but your conscience has no earnings.

Jiang Qin exhaled deeply, squeezing his sour neck, and couldn’t help but glance at him.

Um?

What is dark? Still here?

“…”

“Push him a needle adrenaline, hurry up!”

“…”

“Welcome to the Olympics, talk about civilization, tree new wind!”

“…”

“Where is Director Liu? Ask the operating room, is it? Hurry up!”

“…”

“My door often opens, open embrace waiting for you.”

Suddenly Jiang Qin felt a little dazzling in front of him, a little noisy in his ears, a bit hot in his skin, and his head stunned.

Between vaguely, he saw a very beautiful little girl, about 17 or eight years old.

She was wearing a fluffy floral skirt, revealing a small white and smooth calf, a tilled nose bridge, rosy thin lips, slender and curly eyelashes, and a pair of bright eyes.

Jiang Qin laughed.

In the past years when he worked hard for the big boss, he had never dreamed of such a beautiful girl.

Such a beautiful girl, can I cry for a long time, can I cry for a long time?

“Jiang Qin, I really don’t want to talk about friends, I’m sorry.”

Jiang Qin couldn’t laugh, because he found that the girl in front of him became more and more clear.

Her floral skirt was printed on Yano, and the people stood on the red plastic runway, covering the sun with the arms of the frosty Saixue, so that she would not open her eyes so that she could not open her eyes.

But even so, the hot weather still showed the young and beautiful girl to show some irritability.

“If you don’t speak, I will be a good friend, are we still a good friend?”

Jiang Qin’s eyebrows began to wrinkle, and his eyes flashed with a slight dignity.

She knew this girl, Ban Hua Siqi in the high school era, should now be married as a wife.

In high school and college, she chased her for seven years, and she almost refused to doubt her life.

In fact, Jiang Qin was not licking a dog dead, nor could he be entangled with life.

But the problem is that Chu Siqi has always been involved in his life as a friend. He called him to do this and that, and he did not allow him to associate with other girls. From time to time, he gave some hope and lost two sugar. The torture is not light.

“I will consider being your girlfriend in my freshman year!”

“I didn’t expect that the sophomore’s schoolwork was so heavy. Let’s talk about it.”

“There are a lot of competitions to participate in the junior, I don’t have time to fall in love.”

Until the second semester of her junior year, she and a tall and thin boy wore couples in hand.

On that day, she was gentle with her eyes, her eyes were like a star, and she smiled and asked her boyfriend to be handsome.

After that, he had a concrete, and never had the idea of falling in love again. Only then did he barely find a person to get married at the age of 38.

There was no concept of spare tires in 2008. Jiang Qin realized until the Internet developed later that he was a spare tire.

She only had not found the right for the time being, and she kept having a long time to herself. She laughed two words when she was happy. She ignored it.

To put it plainly, he is a tool for passing time when she is bored.

The past is vivid, but Jiang Qin felt a little dizzy and tinnitus at this time.

The south high school in the memory, the class flowers of the Girls’ Generation.

Is this … rebirth?

Still dreaming?

If it is reborn, what about it? Why not do it?

Jiang Qin stretched out his hand tremblingly and grabbed it twice in the air without waking up any virtual screen.

Is this a fake rebirth? Not even the equipment?

“Jiang Qin, have you heard me talking? I really don’t want to fall in love now.”

“Okay, listen to you.”

Jiang Qin returned casually, and then closed his eyes. He wanted to try to wake up his golden fingers with his mind, but unfortunately, he failed, and there was really no system.

When he heard him simply answered, Chu Siqi was unexpectedly wrong. Jiang Qin’s attitude was full of it. This made her feel fist hitting the cotton and was in vain.

“Did you not hear it? I just rejected you!”

“I heard, I’m not deaf.”

“Then … then you have nothing to say to me?”

Jiang Qin accepted the reality of no system, and his eyes fell on Chusqi’s hands: “What is the one in your hand?”

Chu Siqi raised the envelope in his hand proudly: “This is the love letter you just stuffed me. I said it wouldn’t pay it to you, don’t write it next time.”

“Can you give me back? I use it.”

Jiang Qin didn’t wait for her consent and took the love letter back, then took out the page inside, pinched it into a ball, then stuffed into the pocket, and then expanded the envelope, paved on the knee, brushed and wrote writing Two lines.

If you do n’t work in anything, you can be next to the rich woman.

If the money is gone, you can make it again, but your conscience is not earned.

Newcomers and new books, I think it is possible to collect it!

(This chapter is finished)