Poverty and the inferiority complex, sensitivity and cowardice derived from poverty have been entangled in Xia Shuang's heart for a long time like a continuous rain.
She was used to letting her emotions break down late at night, and then pretending to be quiet and sensible during the day. In the eyes of outsiders, she is gentle and funny, but only when she is alone will she reveal her inner embarrassment and struggle.
Growing up in a small town, she was trapped by the concepts of her native family and the malice around her. Graduate school life was a beam of light that shone into her life, but it was just a short respite, and the ordeal of fate did not end there.
It was raining in Jingcheng on the day I met Ouyang Lie, an upstart in science and technology. Two people with very different identities had a love affair that could not be made public. There was no response to his love, it was just a boring pastime. After waking up, Xia Shuang chose to leave.
In the two years since Xia Shuang left, Ouyang Lie was overwhelmed by belated longing.
She went to Haicheng to become a test development engineer and met Jiang Xuzhi. The tenderness right before her eyes in a strange city made her mistakenly think that she had finally found stability. It can be gentle and fragile, but the reality is biting.
After a job transfer, she was forced to return to Jingcheng.
Jiang's elders personally interviewed her and persuaded her to give up this relationship as someone who had experienced it.
Her fingertips were clenched until they turned white. She stood up with dignity and walked out of the tea room with empty steps. A cold voice came from behind her: "Shuangshuang, I have warned you a long time ago that you are not suitable."
Purpose: Most of us ordinary girls are particularly prone to anxiety and internal friction, and want to find a place to stop in the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, just for ourselves.