Admire
仰
by Prisoner Mo Xiaowu (囚君陌笑无)
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 3k Words
- Chapters
- 5
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeLove
- POVUnspecified
- Age18+
- Inspirational
- Rebirth
- Serious Drama
Synopsis
At that time, you were a junior college student who came to work in the electronics factory during the winter vacation. I was a high school liberal arts student who temporarily took a break from the Olympiad class because of too much study pressure in my senior year to come to the electronics factory to experience life. It was the first time you met me with the face of first love and you fell in love with me at first sight. After getting along for a few days, you discovered that you and I both like history and admire Marxism. I had a great time chatting with you about life, social status and history, but you and I were both pessimistic about our future. You comforted us: "It's okay, we all have a bright and beautiful future." I said that I didn't want to get married and have children, and that marriage was too tiring. You respected my choice and supported me. You said that getting married and having children is very harmful to women's mental and physical health. Children are not a tool to raise children for old age, unless you really want to get married and have children and be responsible for raising them into real people. You talked to me about history and life, and you still like me. I knew at that time that your liking for me was not for any purpose, but because you wanted to find a girl whose soul resonated with you to fight for the ideal of communism together. You also talked to me about your future. You want to upgrade from a junior college to a bachelor's degree to study Marxism, sociology and philosophy more deeply and serve the people in the future. You and I have the same thoughts. You fell in love with me at first sight, and now after a few days of getting along, you have fallen in love with me for a long time. I can see that you like me. Other colleagues and old fritters in the factory also told me that you like me. You and I added each other on WeChat. You encouraged me to go back to school as soon as possible to study and take the college entrance examination. I agreed. Later, there was a conflict between you and me because of our different views on refined egoism. So, I deleted your WeChat account when I was angry. The next day I saw you crying, and we had no contact since then. Later, you and I both left this electronics factory. You went back to school to prepare for a bachelor's degree, but I ended up choosing to work part-time because I was too tired from studying in my senior year of high school and stressed out. On the way to find a job, I was fired from many electronics factories and restaurants because my hands and feet were slow and inflexible. I had no education, and my hands and feet were not flexible, so I ended up farming at home. Because my family background is average, and now I have no work value, my family dislikes me, and my friends who I grew up with have no longer wanted to interact with me. After farming for several years, I reached the age of marriage. No man was willing to marry me because I couldn't make money. Finally, a man from a construction site who treated me as a reproductive and sexual tool was willing to marry me, but he asked my parents not to give a bride price and to pay tens of thousands of yuan in dowry. My parents agreed in order to marry me off. I don't want to get married. My parents, friends, relatives, and people in nearby villages all say that you are like this and you are still unwilling to get married. It would be great if someone wants you. Eventually I disagreed, so I was kicked out by my family and became a joke in the village. Why don't I want to get married? Because I don't want to make do with it, and the person I don't want to end up with is someone who uses me as a tool. You once said to me that I will no longer be a prop, but a person who lives up to my name. I always believed that I would meet someone who doesn't treat me as a tool like you. But in the end, I discovered that you were the only person I met who loved me and didn't treat me as a tool. Only then did I discover that I love you too. In order to survive, I worked as a cleaner and became the youngest cleaner. I started working at the age of twenty and have been working for twelve years. I met you again. You have become a civil servant serving the people. You did not recognize me who was wearing a mask and sweeping the streets to pick up empty water bottles. Instead, you politely and respectfully handed me an empty water bottle that you drank from. I saw you didn't have a ring on your hand, and I knew you were over thirty and not yet married. I guess, maybe after you left me, you didn't meet the person you loved again. Another ten years later, I saw you taking your wife and children out to play, and seeing you living happily, I smiled because you had found another girl who resonated with your spirit. The next second, I cried again for the misery of my life. After that day, I gave the stray dog I picked up to my fellow cleaner, although I didn't know if she would treat it as kindly as I did. Then I jumped down and died in the river. When I woke up, I was reborn and returned to the time when I was in my senior year of high school before I met you at the electronics factory. Let me explain here. The first time the heroine worked in an electronics factory, it was because she was working on a semi-assembly line and the speed was slow. The reason why she did not go back to this electronics factory to continue working was because she had a conflict with a leader in this factory who had been working in this factory for a long time (she directly said in front of everyone during the morning meeting that this leader was trying to get the big picture without giving any substantial rewards, which was disgusting). Intention: You will no longer be a prop, but a person who lives up to your name