C1 You've Worked Hard

Me and his story started out not pure.

In the autumn of 2010, Shenzhen was filled with killing intent. I lay on my bed and couldn't sleep until 2 am. I was as lonely as a mountain flood that almost buried me alive. Thus, I turned on my computer and logged into QQ.

After browsing through my friend list, I decided to add a few new members of the opposite sex. Anyway, it's just bullsh * t across the Internet. Anyway, it's fine as long as you don't crack it.

That's how he jumped into my life.

He told me that he was a postgraduate student at Shenzhen University and that he would only graduate after half a year.

This gave me a lot of good impression.

To be honest, Although I'm doing pretty well, I've always been brooding over not being able to properly experience a real university life. Even if I later pass the adult college entrance exam and enter the adult education college, I still have a gap from those official university students.

By chance, I managed to become a postgraduate student in the advanced college. My enthusiasm for chatting was unprecedentedly high, and I almost knocked my finger on the computer.

For the next two months, he and I had an exceptionally tacit agreement to meet each other on the Internet every night. Our topics of conversation from the beginning to the end of the day, slowly became ambiguous, and then exposed to each other.

Until one day, he brought up the topic of meeting.

He and I had agreed to meet at the milk tea shop at Ximen Gui Temple, big and small. When I stepped on it, he was already waiting there.

I came to Shenzhen at the age of 19 and have been floating since then. I have met many men in the past few years, but he is the most handsome man I have met so far.

So that night, I followed him to a convenient hotel.

The moment the dry firewood starts burning, my brain will burn and my brain will burn. I made an appointment with him again and again.

Looking at his ordinary clothes, there were only two or three sets of clothes that he wore over and over again. I believe that he is a poor student. I'm not his girlfriend, I don't think his financial situation will affect me. On the contrary, I still feel bad that every time I go to the Porsche Hotel, he would rush to pay the room fee of over a hundred dollars. I didn't weigh the pros and cons too much. I directly brought him home.

My relationship with him has been maintained for nearly half a year.

Then, it ended on a night when summer first came.

That day, I came back from the factory, took a shower, and took out my phone to call him.

It was almost the graduation season. He might be troubled by his graduation thesis, or he might be worried about finding a job. His words were perfunctory to my invitation, and he wasn't as enthusiastic as he used to be.

My mood waned, so I said, Come or not, I'll hang up.

I didn't expect him to appear in front of me in less than an hour.

I closed the door, didn't give him a chance to speak, and used my hand to hook his neck to climb up. He was a little slow and didn't push me away. We hugged and kissed from the hall to the bedroom, and both of us fell on the bed.

Maybe he was in a bad mood and used the darkness to cover up his movements. He was even more arrogant than usual, but I couldn't get involved. He opened his eyes and peeked at his expression through the faint light coming out of the floor.

After the commotion, I tidied up briefly, then sat on the sofa and absentmindedly played with my phone as if nothing had happened.

After a while, he came out of the bathroom.

He casually lifted his eyes. I cast a sidelong glance at him and casually said, "Come here. "

He followed the voice and acted as if he was going to sit next to me as usual.

I fixed my gaze on him and raised my voice slightly. "Who allowed you to sit?"

That face that I had not been bored with for a long time revealed a faint awkwardness, but his eyes were exceptionally clear, "Duoan. . . "

Reaching out my hand, I took out the fifty thousand yuan cash that I had prepared in advance. Smiling faintly, he says, "Actually we are not familiar to the extent that you do not use your surname to call me by my name. You'd better call me Miss Liu. This is for you. "

I went to the bank to carry the money during the day. At that time, I casually took a transparent plastic bag containing the bread and wrapped it around. He could naturally tell at a glance that the money I gave him was money.

His eyes widened, and the embarrassment on his face became even more apparent. He changed from his usual silly manner of avoiding my gaze. He took the initiative to look at me. "What do you mean?"

Ever since we met, he was like a little sheep in front of me. If it wasn't for the fact that his figure was clearly manly and he didn't have sex with me, I would have had the illusion that he was a delicate and quiet little aunt.

Now, he seemed to have changed into a different person. That domineering appearance almost made me fall out of my glasses.

But at the very least, I've been rolling around in society until my face is covered in calluses. I've seen all kinds of people.

Stretching his back, My tone was even more indifferent: "Thank you for following me around for the past half a year. Thank you for your hard work. This is for your hard work, Wang Yao said. I wish you a bright future. "

His face alternated between red and white as he stared at me. After a short moment, he gritted his teeth: "Liu Duoan, I know how much money you have. But you humiliated me with money. You humiliated yourself! "

To be honest, even though I was infatuated with him being as gentle as a little bunny in front of me previously, his temper now isn't bad either. It's a pity that this doesn't hinder my determination to get rid of him and draw a clear line between us.

My body leaned forward. Ignoring the anger in his eyes, I stuffed the money directly into his hands. "In the future, don't contact me anymore. "