The story of Shanghai poor boy's affair

When telling this story, I hope my mind is free, listening to cheerful music and drinking coffee with a lot of sugar, so that I don't feel sad. I like to drink Sweet Caffe, and I have no impression since when. I just stubbornly feel that there are many sorrows in life, and all we need is a little more sweetness.

I'm sorry, I'm not Han Han, I'm not Jing M.Guo, I'm not your brilliant romantic talent and beauty. I can't write that kind of words, but I only know how to describe a non-vigorous but extraordinary past.

In three days, I will fly out of Shanghai and leave the city where I have lived for seven years. This city has brought me too many things, wealth, love, honor and status. Everything is so real, but it is broken before my eyes like a mirror. I choose to leave, cut off the past and let it end where it started.

/kloc-in the spring of 0/999, I first set foot on the land of Shanghai. Even after living in the capital Beijing for four years, everything here still dazzles me, a small native from the countryside. I was carrying a big travelling bag with all my belongings inside, standing in front of the exit of Xujiahui subway station at 10, and looking at the Oriental Commercial Building, Pacific Department Store and Haiyi Plaza that my roommate little shanghai described to me countless times.

Full of ambition

Soon I got a job in a software company, doing what I learned in college, developing software and holding a small amount of money every month. With the unique efforts and humility of rural children, I have made rapid progress and my life is full.

When I arrived in Shanghai, I realized that there are many other leisure ways besides watching TV on the Internet. Please don't laugh at me. Even drinking afternoon tea and clubbing, the most common leisure ways for urbanites, have opened my eyes to this native child. I like to go to the bar after work with several colleagues in the company, sit in the booth, hold a VODCA, look at the twisting crowd on the dance floor through the glass, and feel the colorful and noisy city. I am in it and enjoy it.

Bars have become an indispensable activity in my life.

An indispensable ornament in ordinary life is a woman. Please forgive me for saying that women are decorations. I always think that a man's motivation in life is success in his career, while colorful women around him can only be regarded as embellishments. They can't help your career, but only bring you a short physical and physiological life when you are prosperous or frustrated.

My host is a typical hedonist, a Shanghai man with a house, a car and a wife. I followed him in and out of bars in Shanghai, and he never asked me to pay for drinks. In his words, you'd better save your little money for ten years before marrying a wife. In fact, he knows that it is not easy for me to work hard in Shanghai alone. I thank this man for his kindness, although every time I see him taking a different woman to check in, I feel a little despised.

Because I am with the master all day, I know his every move, including kickbacks between customers and using company resources to do some private work. Master is unprepared for me and is keen to teach me how to do everything possible to seek benefits for myself. I am silent, he trusts me, but I always feel something is wrong in my heart.

A year has passed.

One day in July 2000 was a day that changed my life.

My girlfriend of four years broke up with me.

I never understood what women think. How did the previous vows of eternal love become so fast? I spent a year in this materialistic city, waiting for her to graduate, but she cut off all contact with me on the day of graduation. What kind of world is this? I am a nostalgic person. Even if you don't cherish your boyfriend who has been with you for three years, what about your memory? A few years of memory can be erased at once. I will always remember her last sentence: one should think for oneself. What a terrible world! I adhered to the moral concept for more than 20 years and subverted it at that moment!

I kicked the door and couldn't wait to bump into hengshan road's baby face. I went to the bar angrily and growled, bring the wine! My red eyes and angry expression frightened the little girl in the bar. I grabbed the wine she handed me and gulped it down. After a glass of wine, the momentum is exhausted and it is decadent in an instant.

After a few drinks, I was already in a state of chaos, my eyes were blurred, and I kept sweeping around the beautiful women on the dance floor. At this moment, all I can see is the plump chest under the low-cut coat, the soft waist and the dazzling thighs under the ultra-short group. Just as I was wandering around, my eyes inadvertently met someone in the air. Woman. A woman.