++++Lin Siyuan's daily life is to be cheated by his boss, his colleagues, and scolded by his boss. In my previous life, I blew up the earth. In this life, I am a reporter, working on manuscripts at night and running around during the day.
+//It rained heavily that day, so she took a taxi home for the first time.
++++ "Mr. Driver, how much do you earn from driving in a day?" Lin Siyuan sat in the back seat and wiped off the water droplets on his bag with a paper towel. He just bought a new bag last month and felt very distressed.
++++The driver was silent.
++++Lin Siyuan put the used tissue in his bag and looked at the items around the driver.
++++The latest mobile phone, and Bulgari on the wrist.
++++ "If I had known, I would drive a car before. Driving is so profitable!"
++++"..."
++++Lin Siyuan kept talking, and the driver couldn't help it. "Can you be quiet for a while?"
+++ "Sorry, I have to talk a lot every day."
+++Lin Siyuan seemed to have heard this voice somewhere. This voice was somewhat familiar.
//"Don't cry, I haven't cried yet." Lin Siyuan's left hand was pressed on the table to apply medicine, and his right hand was too far away from the tissue on the small table. She frantically wiped her tears with her hands.
+++ "I really don't feel any pain. I'm not a kid in your class, I'm an adult!"
++++ "You are my child to me."
//"Lin Siyuan, journalists are also soldiers. You should use the pen in your hand to bravely fight against the unfairness in your mind."
++++ But how does reality fight against fantasy?
Intention: Don't be afraid of right and wrong and stick to your heart