"Brother, wait for my good news." This is what my friend said yesterday when I asked him to borrow money. At that moment, tears of disappointment welled up in my eyes again. The feeling was sadness, grievance, and relief. , I was moved, actually I couldn’t explain it clearly, I just couldn’t hold back the tears anymore.
The post-90s generation has not had an easy life. At this time, those who should get married should get married, and those who should buy a house should buy a house. In short, life requires various expenses, and life is always tight. Coupled with the epidemic in recent years, life Even more embarrassed.
has encountered the biggest difficulty since he was born during this period. He has insomnia every day. Even if he sleeps lightly, he will wake up suddenly. His hair used to be black, but now it is mixed with a lot of white hair. At the age of 30, he has The look of a fifty year old.
I need money urgently now, but where can I get it? I have to borrow it from my classmates. Either I want to buy a house, or I want to get married, or my wife is unwilling, and I hit a wall at every turn. Only at this moment do I realize the hardship of life.
He is my classmate in high school. We have always had a good relationship and his family situation is better than mine. From high school to college, when we go out to play together or encounter something, he always rushes to the front and says, don’t worry, let me take care of it. , I always feel that they take good care of me, and I am always grateful.
Before this, I sent him a message one night. I originally wanted to talk about borrowing money, but I heard that he had a cold and I was too embarrassed to mention it again.
But how could I ask until I was at the end of my rope? Yesterday I messaged him again. He said that night he felt that I needed money and wanted to ask, but he didn't ask because he had a cold.
He said that he only had more than 10,000 yuan in hand now, and his cousin lent him tens of thousands for a project. He said that the money should be paid back in the next few days, and he could give it to me by then. Although he did not borrow it, he had already given me a great deal. comfort.
His words "Brother, wait for my good news" seemed to prick my tense nerves and grievances for so many days. In so many days, I encountered so many difficulties in borrowing money, said so many good words, and endured so much pressure. Only I know that this is probably what the adult world is like.
I really want to find a place where no one is and cry loudly, and then start on the road again. The dream is still far away, and the hope is still far away, but I don’t know how long it will take for me to arrive.
