Su Jingnian, 26 years old, delivery boy.
I ran for fourteen hours a day, in the wind and rain, and broke three electric bikes. My knees suffered from rheumatism. On rainy days, I had to squat on the side of the road to relieve pain for half a day. He had his first love, Xu Xingwan, whom he had been dating for four years and whom he loved fondly. She loves to drink milk tea, and he takes a detour every day to bring it to her. She said she was hungry in the middle of the night, so he put down his chopsticks and ran around the city looking for food. When she was sick, he took time off to stay with her in bed, squatting in the corridor and eating cold steamed buns. He hasn't bought new clothes in three years, and he couldn't bear to replace his mobile phone screen after it was broken for a year. In order to marry her, he earned four and a half yuan per transaction, collected a dowry of three hundred thousand, and put it on her parents' card.
The wedding is scheduled for tomorrow.
Last night, her mother said with a smile: "When you get married, you will also be given an "open red envelope". Each of the couple will receive 50,000 yuan, a total of 100,000 yuan. This is for face."
He held the remaining eight hundred and thirty-two dollars and fifty cents in his pocket. He was much more awake, so he made up his mind not to marry again.
He didn't sleep that night. At dawn, my good friend called me - a scientist working on AI. He said he had built a robot girlfriend who was gentle, sensible and not greedy. The development cost was just 300,000 yuan, and asked him if he wanted it.
He looked at Xu Xingwan's photo on his phone, and remembered every morning in the wind and rain for the past four years, her mother's expressionless "hmm" when the 300,000 yuan gift was handed over, and her mother's expression while drinking milk tea, "Today's cup is not sweet enough."
He replied to his brother: I want it.
I saved 300,000 yuan after running a food delivery business for four years. One part feeds love, the other part buys a way of survival. This world is so damn ironic.
