Qiao Ran lived in the second bedroom facing west. The summer sunset made the room even hotter. She picked up the air conditioner remote control and found that the battery inside was rusty. She curled her lips helplessly. Just as she was about to get up and go to Lin Yanyan's room next door to get the remote control, she received a call from her father.
"Yiran, you have to pay the rent again next week. It's three thousand yuan. You should prepare it first. There is also your brother's tuition for the next semester. It's already July, so you have to start preparing..." Dad Qiao sighed after finishing speaking, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Of course, dad is useless. He is old, and now he will only be bullied if he goes out to work. But I have trained you to be a college student, and you can now take the lead."
"Dad, I... Okay, I understand." Yiran hesitated a little, but finally agreed. The money I saved by working part-time as a substitute teacher during my college days was very little left by my father. At that time, she didn't know where the money would come from. Her rent was paid in advance by Lin Yanyan.
After hanging up the phone, she continued to lie on the hot mat. The daily expenses of the family and the tuition fees for herself and her brother fell mostly on her shoulders during the first summer vacation after her college entrance examination. Age is never an excuse for children from poor families to avoid responsibilities.
The stuffy room and the depressing mood made Qioran breathless. The grievances and uneasiness were tumbling in her heart. The stuffy heat and depression in the room made it almost impossible for her to think.
Intention: When the soul moves towards the abyss step by step, self-salvation is the only way out.