Post-80s Siege

"Si'er, I'm so depressed. I made a round of phone calls today, and I was thinking about the saying on the Internet: 'A man can be trusted, even a pig can climb a tree.' Usually when I was alive and kicking, so many people asked me out. But once If you are sick, you can't count on anyone. Why are you so realistic?" Yawen said while wiping his nose.

"Society is so realistic, you should know it best. Didn't you say, 'The sky is blue, the sea is deep, and nothing a man says is true'. Drink the porridge quickly, then take medicine, and sleep well One sleep. Wake up, you are still a princess, hehe." Si'er started tidying up Yawen's room, the bedroom wall was covered with pink flower wallpaper, setting off the pearl-like spherical lamp hanging from the ceiling. The sofa is quietly placed beside the pure white wardrobe, like a magnified rouge box, reflecting the luster of rouge cream. On the sofa are a few dresses that were left in a panic before going out yesterday. Si'er covered the open cap of the annasui loose powder covered with rose flower pattern on the dressing table, and arranged the lancome mascara, benefit rouge water and lamer's face cream one by one neatly. The water glass and antipyretics were placed on the bedside table, and the ashtray was taken away.

Yawen was leaning on the bed and slowly drinking the porridge. His long hair was a little messy and scattered on his shoulders. His usually ruddy face was a little pale, and he fiddled with the spoon in his hand with his slender fingers.

"Si'er, I think I would rather believe in ghosts than a man's mouth. I feel so tired. So many people chase me, but none of them make me want to get married. People always propose to me, I know A girl who is four years younger than me is married." Yawen said sadly while drinking porridge.

"Wenwen, have you had a boyfriend recently?" Wenwen took out the thermometer and gently held it under Yawen's armpit.

"There is one, 40 years old, who is in the steel business. He is probably the richest person I know so far. He is not married yet. He still calls me patiently every day and buys snacks with me. I didn’t dare to look at it when I went shopping with him, as long as I looked at it for a while, he would buy whatever it was. He even drove his car for me.”

"Isn't this the diamond king? How wonderful, why don't you agree?"

"I don't feel at ease, it's not what I want. This porridge is so delicious, I'm starving to death." Yawen gulped down the porridge.

"I understand, you are still waiting for true love."

"I see, it's easy to find a good job and a good lover in Shanghai. Finding a good husband is harder than landing on the moon. I don't know where all the good men have gone. My mother tells me to marry into a wealthy family every day. Look, if I really marry into a wealthy family, no one will care about my illness or death."

"We will wait. We grew up together and know you best. Don't care what outsiders think of you, you must be brave." Si'er took the empty bowl and turned to get water and cold medicine.

Shao Si'er sat in the subway, her body swayed up and down as the subway moved. There are many people in the subway, but no one looks at each other. The girl standing by the car door was wearing earphones, holding on to the armrest with one hand and holding a book in the other, whispering something. A boy holds a ps2 in his hand and plays it intoxicated. The middle-aged woman sitting beside her closed her eyes and held her handbag tightly in her hands. Every time she arrived at a station, when the shaking of the carriage increased, she would instantly open her eyes, hug her handbag more tightly, and then close her eyes again after making sure she was fine.

Si'er showed up in the subway on time like this every day, with the same tired expression as the people around her. Life is like the three points and one line in childhood, the daily life repeats as before, it seems that everything in my life remains the same, and the only thing that changes is the life of my good friend Yawen. Her life is always colorful, and occasionally listening to her talk about interesting things always adds a lot of fun to Si'er.

I can't help but think of the girl Yawen mentioned who just got married and was four years younger than her. Maybe getting married is adventurous and exciting for the girl who I have never met but often heard about by Yawen, but for me...