He put his arm around her waist and asked her if she wanted to give it to him. Aunt Luo shook her head and refused.
"Why not? Others can, others are willing; are you worried? I will be good to you, I will be responsible for you, believe me."
Yu Mingliang looked at Aunt Luo, the affection in his eyes almost overflowing.
Aunt Luo lowered her head. She was just an intern. She was only nineteen years old. She didn't want to find someone to spend the rest of her life with. Besides, her love didn't need to be proven in this way.
Yu Mingliang smiled bitterly, the differences in the spiritual world were difficult to bridge.
*
The lights are messy, the thick mixed smell assaults the sense of smell, and the deafening sound of singing fills the ears;
Aunt Luo looked through the gap specially left for her. The person who said he would be responsible for her was currently discussing the origin of life with a young woman who was not divorced and had a baby. The level of rudeness was comparable to the animal world. It turned out that this was how he dealt with responsibility, and her stomach suddenly turned upside down.
Faced with her so-called 'best friend' who has always made her own decisions regardless of her wishes, who has switched sides at some point, or who just wants to 'get into trouble' like her, she doesn't want to stay in this cannibalistic place for a moment anymore.
(I only use this book to remind my friends that there are deep routines in the factory. Be careful not to be deceived, which will cause physical and mental damage; especially those who go to summer jobs and internships, don't harm yourself because of impulsive choices. Our future is bright and brilliant!)
Reader comments
The writing is very simple, as if I had worked in a factory. It was the same when I was working in the factory six or seven years ago. I was afraid of my boss if I did something wrong. When I was bored at work, I would chat with my colleagues. My colleagues would also deliberately joke with each other about who was interested in whom.
The writing is very simple, as if I had worked in a factory. It was the same when I was working in the factory six or seven years ago. I was afraid of my boss if I did something wrong. When I was bored at work, I would chat with my colleagues. My colleagues would also deliberately joke with each other about who was interested in whom.