01
Hungry. "Three hours after posting this status, I became Brother Yang's girlfriend. He called me out of the dormitory and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”
Paste soup powder. I blurted out, staring at him.
Brother Yang frowned, but he immediately grabbed me and went straight to the door of the company.
I hadn't eaten for two days, with rice noodles in my mouth, and asked gratefully, "Brother Yang, why don't you eat?" ”
Brother Yang paused, looked up at the sky, stared at me again, and said, "Brother only has ten yuan." ”
I almost choked, sniffed, and said, "Brother, I'm penniless, if you don't dislike it, I can only make a promise." ”
Good! Brother Yang's eyes lit up and he smiled.
In April 2010, we were in our third year of college.
I was really poor during those days, and I didn't eat the last meal.
In my hometown in a small northern town, my mother was frail and sick all the year round, and she had taken medicine for decades, so I applied for a four-year student loan for myself. I am not idle on weekends, looking for part-time jobs everywhere, distributing leaflets, setting up stalls, working as tutors, and working as waiters, which is busier than our principal.
Brother Yang, an unknown student in our unknown school, is low-key and silent. On the third day after I lost 800 yuan in living expenses, he rescued me with the only 10 yuan he had left that month.
I have always felt that the three best words in the world are definitely not "I love you", but "With me, don't be hungry, eat more". Good love never needs to be said, it is done.
We came together naturally. There is no romance of the wind and snow.
In June 2011, the day after the graduation photo was taken, Brother Yang and I sat on a 12-hour hard seat on the train, and ran from Wuhan to the magic capital. Brother Yang came to Shanghai despite his parents' opposition after graduation, and planned to start a business with his seniors, and I also happened to have an interview.
Brother Yang and I rented a partition in Changning, two kilometers away from the subway entrance. The rental contract was charged one and paid one, so I had to pay 2,000 yuan at one time. After paying the rent, we only had 215 yuan left. Sitting in a room of less than 5 square meters, Brother Yang and I were silent for a long time.
Every day, I have to grab toilets, washing machines, and showers with more than a dozen people, and queue up to brush my teeth, take a shower, and wash clothes. The toilet is blocked, and the stench is stinking.
In the morning, Brother Yang got up and had diarrhea, squatting in it for more than 20 minutes, and a boy next door knocked on the door and scolded angrily: "Constipation or death?" Can you hurry? Brother Yang, who has always been unfazed, had a gloomy face that day.
It's okay, it's better to live than not to live! I smiled at Brother Yang.
I've wronged you, let's move to a big house when we make money. ”
With you, anything is good. ”
My interview went well, but the salary was too low: 2500 per month for the probationary period, 3200 after the regularization, and occasionally a bonus.
Brother Yang entered the senior's company to participate in the project, and his salary was twice that of mine, every **9 to 9, and it was late at night when he got home. Me too.
Our biggest problem at that time was how to hold the 200 yuan until the day of payroll.
We ate rice at noon, ate mustard vegetables, and hid in the lattices to make ends meet.
I was woken up by Brother Yang in a daze: "Bread, yogurt, you stole it?" ”
Brother Yang snorted: "The company sent it." "Which company sent this?" Unbelief! "I'm full of suspicions.
It's okay, I happened to be passing by, and I sent it when I donated blood. ”
My heart chuckled, tears fell down, and I cried while eating: "Brother Yang, I'm drinking your blood!" ”
Rest assured, my brother's kidney is still there. "Brother Yang laughed at me like a child.
I cried even harder hahahaha.
We were the poorest at that time, but we hugged the tightest in the middle of the night.
Half a year later, we moved to a two-bedroom apartment in Xuhui and shared a house with a couple. Brother Yang and I excitedly ran to buy all kinds of things.
For the first time, I finally added floor-to-ceiling mirrors, bookshelves, coat racks, carpets, wallpaper, hung up the ** wall, and put flowers and plants on the balcony. We started cooking and cooking seriously, and we tried not to eat meat dishes, which saved a lot of money in a month. In order to save subway fees, I bought a second-hand bicycle and rode back and forth for more than ten kilometers every day.
In 2012, we lived a poor and comfortable life. On weekends, go out for a good meal, watch a movie, or go to the library to read a book and spend the afternoon.
No one's life is smooth sailing, and neither is love.
Housing prices in Shanghai have risen, and our hearts are shaking. As expected, the landlord gave us a rent increase. 800 yuan added in a month.
In 2013, ** for a period of continuous daily limit, our colleagues around us were all **, Brother Yang also began to think about investing some money into it, and he put all the tens of thousands of yuan he had saved in the past two years. I don't understand **, so I persuade him to accept it when he sees it.
He looked excited: "Now I can earn more than half a year's rent in a week." ”
I can't do it, I can only let him. Next** fell so that Brother Yang and I stared at each other, and tears were in our eyes. Finished.
Unexpectedly, things got worse after that. Brother Yang has not been paid for three months. In those years, as many startups rose, as many times as many startups fell. During that time, he often worked overtime all night and fell asleep when he came back.
I work in the company during the day, and come back at night to pick up advertorials and write ** until two or three o'clock in the morning.
I thought I would be able to survive for a while, but as soon as my head got hot, I lost my job.
The moment my new boss did something to me in the locked-up office, I finally exploded. Sister is gone!
When I got on the subway home, I regretted it, plus I stayed up all night and ate irregularly for a month, and my stomach suddenly hurt and I broke out in a cold sweat.
The subway during the evening rush hour was packed with people.
I went home in a daze, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
For the first time in the past two years in Shanghai, I feel tired.
A month later, we each got jobs. Brother Yang is in Yangpu and I am in Minhang. Thirty kilometers apart, we had to live separately.
It's been two years, and we're still us, and we're not anymore.
We are busy on weekdays and stay together on weekends. Sometimes we work overtime on weekends, and we see each other once every half a month or even once a month. I began to Xi the life of being alone, and the solitary days of my student days returned.
I don't know if I'm really busy, or if I'm busy for the sake of being busy. We have fewer and fewer words. It's just that Brother Yang will take the initiative to give me **, let me eat more, go to bed early, and ask me if I still have enough money?
I'm eating an overtime bento, and my mouth is full of mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
In September 2014, Brother Yang's father was suddenly sent to the hospital for rescue, and he returned to his hometown in Xi'an overnight, and I quickly sent tens of thousands of yuan over.
Two weeks later, Brother Yang called me **, and his tone was low: "What should I do, my mother is the only one left." "I see, you take good care of her. Tears rolled in his eyes.
Are you coming? Almost in a pleading tone.
I held back for a few minutes, and finally said, "Brother Yang, I'm almost 28 years old, and I'm scared." ”
Brother Yang was silent for a long time, almost choked: "I'm sorry I couldn't raise you well." ”
I hung up **, hid in the company bathroom, and couldn't cry. It's like the heart has been hollowed out.
Brother Yang left, returned to his hometown, and never came back.
Brother Yang returned to Xi'an, and his life slowly settled down.
My job is on track, and I can afford to rent a slightly better house by myself.
At the beginning of 2016, Brother Yang's roommate Lao Zhang told me that Brother Yang was getting married.
Brother Yang held a wedding during the Spring Festival, and I hid in my hometown and didn't want to go anywhere.
Later, Lao Zhang told me that on the day of the wedding, Brother Yang was drunk and crying and wanted to go to Shanghai to eat paste soup powder, how can you say that there is paste soup powder in Shanghai?
Yes, there is no soup powder in Shanghai.
There is one in Wuhan, and one in Wuhan in our junior year. Love story