90's female neighbor's love ups and downs, although I feel sorry, I can't help
narration: Awei
compilation: Minghao brother
picture: from the Internet infringement
It was a summer ten years ago. I rented a rental house on the fourth floor of a small town in the Pearl River Delta region. There was no elevator, so I could only walk stairs. The narrow corridor is dark and damp, with flies and mosquitoes dancing with people; when people walk over, a huge mouse often jumps out, running past their feet, making people jump. The room was small and simple, and there was no place to do it with a bed. This is the bitter accommodation environment for workers, and there is only a place to live at night.
I lived opposite me with a couple born in the 1990s who moved in after me. One night when I got off work, I happened to meet them moving. Tables, stools, pots and pans blocked the corridor and could only pass by. The door of their room was open, and I glanced at it, it was spacious and cleaner than mine. The man is thin and tall, handsome and handsome; the woman is tall and has fair skin and beautiful appearance. They flirted and acted intimately while moving things. People are layered, and compared to rich people, they are also low-level people; but compared to me, a miserable bachelor, they are happy and enviable.
They should be working in a nearby factory. After get off work, they sometimes hold hands, sometimes they hold hands, and sometimes they come back together to cook and rest. I saw each other more often in the corridor, and they would nod and say hello.
The rental house we rented was converted from an old house and has poor sound insulation. At the beginning, there were always the sound of pots and pans, and the sound of laughter and joking, full of the atmosphere of life. Men and women in love are even sweeter in the air, but what remains after the enthusiasm is dullness. In just one or two months, I met them several times in the corridor, one after another, no hands holding hands or intimate actions, as if I was worried, and there was less laughter and less joy in the room.
One night, I heard a noise coming from the opposite door, followed by a "clang" sound, something fell to the ground, and a woman sobbed again; it was another "dong" sound of slamming the door, and I felt shocked, and then the sound of footsteps disappeared from near to far into the corridor. I vaguely heard the intermittent sobs of the woman opposite the door lasted all night.
After this, I didn't see that man. During that time, the girl seemed to have not gone to work and rarely went out. The room was full of life. One night when I went out, I happened to see a girl picking up a fast food and coming back from outside. Her hair was messy, her face was pale, and she was thin, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness and was listless.
I asked her, "Are you okay?" She nodded, said nothing, turned around and entered the door.
. Based on my experience at that time, I can only guess one or two of them, but the specific situation cannot be known. Many years later, as I have experienced it, I guessed that the boy should have abandoned the game and disappeared. The girl became pregnant unexpectedly and did not dare to tell her family, so she had no choice but to deal with it alone. Think about how helpless and sad the girl should have been at that time!
Two months later, I saw the girl again in the corridor with neat hair, rosy face, and a smile. She took the initiative to say hello to me and said she had gone to work. I think she should have overcome that hurdle and start a new life.
As the saying goes, “A person cannot fall twice in the same place”, but for some people, they don’t have a memory. I think the girl I am opposite is like this. One day shortly after, I opened the door and saw the girl walking towards her head in the other end of the corridor with a man in her arms. I let them sideways and nodded to the girl. The girl felt a little embarrassed, nodded at me, pulled the man into the house quickly.
The man was in his thirties, his hair was not messy, his white shirt and blue pants, and his sleeves were neatly buttoned, like a little boss or a little leader. I have seen him several times, and every time I see me, he deliberately raised his chin and looked down on others without squinting, looking proudly.I looked at him with contempt and thought, "What are you pretending to be? I'm lying to the little girl outside, and when I go home, I'm decorating a good man, and I hate this kind of person very much!" I am a poor worker. I don’t steal or rob, and I don’t hurt other people’s feelings. I’m much better than you in morality, but I’m even looked down upon by you?
The little leader and the girl were dating for about two months, and the same plot is being staged again. The young leader didn't show up for a long time and disappeared again. He went home to play the role of the Gu family's good man, leaving the girl opposite Gu to himself.
She was silent for a while and finally went out to work. When I saw her again, I was in the Shiduo store downstairs. I saw her dressed up in her spirits, but there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows. She was so lively and cheerful girl who fell into such a situation. Therefore, people cannot go the wrong way. Once they go wrong, many beautiful things will never be able to go back. She smiled and called me, I didn't want to be too close to her, so she nodded and left in a hurry.
One night, I was about to go to bed, and the door knocked twice, and I thought I heard it wrong, and no one came here to look for me at night. There were two more "dongdong" sounds, and I got up and opened the door. It was the girl opposite, wearing pajamas and hair scattered. She said to me embarrassedly, "Brother, can you please help me see, the lights in my room are no longer on."
I walked into her room, and it was dark inside, with a lazy smell filled with the smell of cheap perfume. I turned on the lighter and looked at the light bulb. It was tungsten wire that was burned out. I went to the hardware store downstairs to buy a new light bulb and helped her change it. The room was immediately brightly lit. She said to me gratefully, "Thank you, brother." I said, "All are neighbors next door, no thanks."
took the money for the light bulb she handed me, and I was about to leave, so she stopped me, "Brother, sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving!" I thought to myself, it's okay, I just happened to be a little thirsty, and my room was out of water. She handed me a cup of steaming tea and I took a sip and it smelled so good! In the mist of tea, I had an illusion, as if I was sitting at home, my child was running around, my wife handed me a cup of fragrant tea, and I took a big sip, it was so comfortable! This is the joy of family! I suddenly woke up and laughed silently. Alas, this is the sorrow of a bachelor. Who doesn’t want to have a warm home!
She smiled and said to me, "Is the eldest brother married?" I smiled bitterly, "Is there a poor worker, and I don't look good, where can I find a wife?"
She smiled and said, "Brother, I want to ask you something, do you look down on me a little?"
"No. When people are young, they are hot-headed and will do some impulsive things. The past is over. The important thing is to grasp your present and future." I comforted her.
"I haven't met a good man, a good man like Big Brother, and he hasn't met a good woman, God will do anything to others." She was a little sad.
I knew that I couldn't continue chatting like this, so I hurriedly said to her, "It's very late. I'll go back to rest and I have to go to work tomorrow."
returned to the room, lying on the bed, with all kinds of thoughts. I do want to find a woman to get a family, but with my poor family and bad situation now, it is too difficult! The girl opposite has been hurt emotionally. If I take advantage of the situation now, it is not that I have no chance, I don’t care nor have the conditions to care about her past. However, I felt a little disgusted in my heart. I felt unhappy when I thought of the two men who were dating her under my nose, especially the pretentious young leader.
Although I am a low-level worker, I also have the dignity of being a human being. If I care a little bit in my heart, my future marriage life will have a shadow and I will not be happy, that will harm myself and others. It’s better to let her go so that she can start over, go to a place where no one knows her past, and pursue a happy life in the future!
One day not long after, she knocked on my door again and said to me, "Brother, can you treat you to dinner tonight?"
"Is there anything wrong? If you have something, tell me that you don't have to eat." I was a little surprised.
"That's it, brother, don't get me wrong. I'm leaving tomorrow, back to my hometown, and never come again.First, because my elder brother is a good person, I thank you before leaving; second, I don’t have many friends now, so I pretend to have a friend having dinner with me and give it to me. Just here, I cook two dishes. "She hurriedly explained to me.
I felt that she was leaving, and she just had a meal and gave her a gift. It was also a comfort to her, and it didn't matter, so I agreed. After get off work in the afternoon, I went back to the rental house. Her door was open, the dishes were fried and served, and there was a bottle of white wine. She poured two glasses of wine and handed me a glass. I said, "I mean, just one glass is enough, don't drink too much. "We were having a meal while chatting.
She raised her glass, touched me, drank it all, choked, and said to me, "Brother, I have been working here for three years. To be honest, I am quite adaptable to it. I am still worried about not getting used to it when I go back to my hometown. Give me some advice, do you think it is better for me to go back to my hometown or stay here? "After saying that, she looked at me with hopeful eyes.
At that moment, I understood the meaning of her eyes. I said expressionlessly: "Actually, you have been hurt here, and returning to your hometown to start over is also a good choice. Of course, it's good if you're used to it and want to stay here. It’s not a good one or the bad one, it depends on your choice. "I was talking about a correct nonsense, without any nutrition, and I felt her eyes gradually dim.
Then, there was nothing to talk about. I said a few blessing words, "Good luck is here", "Get safe", "Good luck always exists". Amid her thanks, I found a reason to leave.
Early in the morning of the second day, the girl left, leaving behind an empty room and some things I didn't want.
A few months later, I also left the town where I worked and started my next station in my life.
The world has changed and people have changed. In this life, people are always on the road to happiness; they are searching and strides non-stop. Only by living in the present, living every day with all their heart, doing everything they want to do, and seeing every moving scenery. May every passerby pass by, including the former female neighbor, have a happy life!
