siege of post-80s

Yawen, who had already changed into his own car, drove the car carelessly. Shanghai in the early morning was so relaxed that I was a little dazed, because I promised Hao Sier to accompany her early, so I joined the ranks of this morning.

The workers on the side of the road are still cleaning hard, there are very few cars on the road, and the sunshine in the morning does not seem to add a bit of vigor and vitality to today's Shanghai. Everything seems to be still asleep. Yawen has been driving absent-mindedly. The small polo is not as dazzling as BMW, but it has a kind of pride. Yes, my own freedom has just begun.

For a whole day, I stayed with Si'er in my hometown, to be precise in the suburbs of Shanghai, and greeted the guests. The wedding was not as romantic as imagined, and the treats were even more disappointing. Si'er's wedding dress is not exquisite, Xiaoqiang's suit is not as flat as expected, and the color of the tie is not of any taste at all. I don't know why, but I am a little disappointed in my good friend's wedding. Is it because of the long-delayed "good friend"? Yawen is constantly cheering himself up, not wanting to spoil Si'er's joy, this is an important day after all.

The bride and groom, the protagonists of the wedding, never seem to feel the torture of the wedding itself to the guests. For three days in a row, Yawen carried a small red bag to accept the red envelopes that would appear at any time, and also to cooperate with the records. Every once in a while, it is necessary to touch up makeup for Si'er who has oily skin. Busy before and after, always in a trance. Sprite, iced tea, and mineral water seem to be drinking non-stop. I ran to the bathroom twenty times a day, but that red point of hope never appeared, and I always sighed deeply every time I came out of the bathroom.

After a few days, Yawen felt exhausted from the bottom of his heart. After putting Xiaoqiang and Si'er on the honeymoon plane and absently replying Su Wei's message, Yawen finally made an appointment with Guohai. Until a week ago, I was still immersed in this deep love. I don't know why I want to see someone so much now, is it because of the anxiety in my heart? I vaguely remember Yongnian telling himself the feeling of waiting for the result of the bidding, the feeling of a girl thinking about whether she is pregnant. The feeling I feel at this moment should be uneasy. The marriage of two good friends one after the other has brought me too many surprises, but the feeling now is that there are no surprises but no joy.

Is it psychological? Yawen suddenly felt sick and didn't want to eat or smoke, so he asked Guohai to come to McDonald's. Drinking a large glass of Coke without ice, Yawen stared blankly at the children's activity area. A little girl slides down a colorful slide, her innocent face is full of smiles. A young woman stepped forward to protect her carefully, then picked her up, put her in her arms, and straightened her hair. Outside the guardrail, a man took pictures with a camera.

What a beautiful picture, of a girl, becoming a woman, and finally, a mother.

Yawen's smile widened, and then he frowned again.

I am almost twenty-five years old, and it seems that I have been praised for being beautiful since I was a child. When I was in school, some boys fought for themselves, and I could receive love letters almost every day. When I was taking a birthday commemorative photo at the age of 18, the photographer of the photography shop waived the photography fee, took a group of photos for Yawen, hung them in the lobby of the photography shop, and recommended her to my photographer friend. Yawen, who is 1.75 meters tall, stands out among Shanghai girls. Years of modeling career have given Yawen a comfortable life and many good memories. And, it seems, beauty brings wealth and love too smoothly.

Some people say that Yawen is the smartest among southern girls. I don’t know since when, the man who pursues her no longer queues up to buy a concert ticket for herself, nor fights for her at the school gate, but takes her to a high-end western restaurant to drink red wine, drive a sports car for a ride, Give some designer bags and jewelry enough to cover the living expenses of many ordinary families for several months.

Is it because I have grown up, or has the times changed? The self who rejected the marriage proposals of diamond kings and old fives, because he has been in an unstable mood recently and often suffers from insomnia. Unexpectedly, when I put on makeup in the morning, I found that there were fine lines in the corners of my eyes, and the texture double stimulated my fragile nerves. A woman who is a professional model at this age seems to become more vulnerable than a girl of the same age, although she is still young and beautiful. Slowly, the attention paid to hyaluronic acid and collagen drinks became noticeably higher than the daily national events.