The Ups and Downs of Time

The Ups and Downs of Time

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My name is Zhan Xu, from Fushun, born in 1994. When I was eighteen years old, I gave up my job at a hair salon in Benxi and returned to Fushun for a promise. From that day on, I got up at four o'clock every morning, took three buses, and traveled across the city to pick up a girl from school for four years. I thought this was a lifetime, but one afternoon in September 2016, WeChat rang, with five words - "Let's break up", and four years of youth were shattered into pieces. I degenerated for a whole month, drinking, getting tattoos, and suffering from stomach bleeding. Finally, Chen Yao sent me to the hospital. I have known this girl for a long time. She is a photography assistant and has always been by my side silently. Later, I went to Beijing and slept in ATM rooms, subway stations, and park benches. I started as a mobile phone repair apprentice and worked my way up to a wholesaler. Chen Yao also came to Beijing and worked as a photographer at 798. We both made a name for ourselves in Beijing and returned to Fushun together. Now I am running a mobile phone stocking business on the 22nd floor of an office building, and she is running a photography studio on the 23rd floor. We have a golden retriever named Xia Mo, a cat, a turtle, and a fish at home. We drink tea, play chess, and read books, and we live like an old couple. But I can never forget what happened in those years. I have to walk that road every year - Health School, Shanghai Building, No. 8 Middle School Entrance... Every step is the past that cannot be returned. This book is about my life in the past ten years. It's not about success, it's not chicken soup, it's about how a person climbs out of the pit and how to learn to reconcile with himself. Northeastern people don't mince words when they speak. I speak slowly and you listen slowly.

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