Author: Youdaoyan

It was another Friday, and the Cuizhu City Subway Line 3 was even more crowded than other days of the week. Xin Junmao finally managed to squeeze himself onto the subway. During the process, he almost left his satchel outside the subway. It was so dangerous.

It took a lot of effort to pull the satchel back through the crack of the subway door before the subway started.

Xin Junmao breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the middle of the crowded crowd, carefully protecting his satchel.

Although Cuizhu City is a first-tier city with strong security, pickpockets and idiots are rarely seen, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.

Standing among the crowded people, Xin Junmao relaxed his feet. Because there were people rubbing shoulders and heels right next to him, he didn't have to stand firm and was not afraid of falling.

He would have to take the subway for an hour and a half, and then take the bus for another half an hour before he could get home. Now during the rush hour, he might not be able to find a seat. Since he might have to stand all the time, he had to save some energy.

Watching the subway passing through the underground tunnel, everything outside was blurry, and Xin Junmao's attention seemed to fly with the high speed, gradually losing focus and starting to wander.

Today's interview failed again. This was probably the thirty-third company he had interviewed since graduation. Although he failed to get a clear rejection from the interviewer, Xin Junmao could still be sure based on his rich experience in failed interviews.

He was not favored by the other party.

Xin Junmao graduated from an ordinary second-tier university in China, majoring in information management (a major that focuses on computer programming, and management is basically a title, but he graduated with a management diploma). He has a relatively strong personality

He is reserved and doesn’t have any big pursuits. After graduation, he just hopes to find an ordinary clerical job and wait until death. He does not plan to find a professional career. After all, the Internet is too complicated now, and he is also satisfied with his skills in computers.

There is self-awareness of talent in this area.

However, his idea did not come true, because in this era of global integration, talents are not scarce. Even ordinary clerical jobs have corresponding professional talents, and companies currently recruit fresh graduates, and they need to get started.

More than one year of work experience.

Of course, Xin Junmao later learned that in fact, for some clerical positions, work experience is not very important. The main reason is that the company wants to find good-looking women or men, and good-looking women are more important than good-looking men.

Xin Junmao's relationship with the word handsome is just like his relationship with his girlfriend - no.

When the subway car became less crowded, Xin Junmao had no intention of looking at his phone, because if he looked at his phone, he would inevitably browse online social platforms and see messages from family and friends.

Parents may ask themselves when they will arrive home and ask themselves how the interview went today.

Friends may express their feelings and complaints about their day at work, and then hold the hand of their significant other and have dinner together in a certain restaurant.

He doesn't want to be a son who only vents his incompetent emotions to his parents, nor does he want to be a friend who is jealous of his friends.

But he knows that he will eventually become the person he doesn't want to be, just like when he was a child, he never thought that he would be so embarrassed when he grew up. The guy who dared to clamor to take the Qingbei test in the future with a perfect score in the first grade,

In the end, he became a jobless vagrant.

He will eventually return home two hours later and have to face questions from his parents. Then he will vent his incompetence, try his best to blame the reason for his failure, and finally slam the door and go back to his room.

And he will eventually open the V message on his mobile phone in the middle of the night. When no one cares or disturbs him, he will look through the chat groups with mixed emotions that gradually disappear his own chat space, and then secretly envy, secretly jealous, cynical, and underappreciated talents.

Finally, I calmed down, felt guilty, laughed at myself for being mediocre, and then looked at the job search platform without any intention of sleeping.

Day after day, without beginning or end...

Xin Junmao knows that if this continues, he will one day be so anxious that he collapses. The only solution to his current situation may be to find a job that he wants - a job that his parents want, a job that his classmates and friends think he can do.

A job that my future girlfriend and her parents will approve of, a job that society considers decent.

In a blink of an eye, Xin Junmao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Looking at the no longer crowded carriage, he wiped the cold sweat from his neck, then found a quiet corner and sat down.

He's been like this a lot lately, frightened by his own thoughts.

He felt that, for now, there was nothing more terrifying in the world than his own chaotic future.

"We have arrived at Dongshen Station. The door on the right will open. Passengers getting off the train, please take your luggage and get off through the door on the right..." The subway announcement rang on time. Xin Junmao glanced at the digital TV on the top of the subway door.

Calculating carefully, there are still a few stops to the stop where he will get off.

People who don't want to play with their mobile phones will be a little bored and their eyes will wander around. Xin Junmao's eyes quickly noticed the poster on the wall of the stop platform, which was about the concert promotion of the musical genius Hai Morfen. He also listened to that during the interview today.

People in the company's office chatted that this effeminate violinist was going to perform a new and great work at a concert. Celebrities from all walks of life rushed to support him and the concert was now sold out.

Then, Xin Junmao started to think wildly again. He felt that when he was in elementary school, he should have had some perseverance to continue learning his guitar. Maybe even if he couldn't be a singer now, he could still be a star in school like so-and-so in junior high school.

The music teacher is also very good.

He thought with an expressionless face about something that he himself knew was impossible, but for him, this was a much better experience than being the protagonist of a cool novel because it was more "real".

Xin Junmao, who was thinking wildly, suddenly smelled a wisp of orchid fragrance. The smell was a bit dazzling, and his heart beat faster. He subconsciously followed the fragrance and saw a beauty who looked like a celebrity from the 1920s and 1930s.

Walking out of history, wearing a plum blossom cheongsam, she walked into his carriage with a graceful figure.

Looking at that peerless beauty, Xin Junmao was a little stunned. It was a beauty he had never seen before. He could not have imagined that there could really be such a stunning beauty in the world, with jade bones, ice skin, and perfection.

In this woman, he felt the greatness of the Creator and the gift of the world.

Perhaps God had arranged such an encounter for him. When he was at his most depressed and frustrated, he could see the beauty of such a beautiful woman and feast his eyes on it, so as to comfort his long-standing heart.

It wasn't until the cheongsam woman noticed his gaze and cast a smiling look at him that he was so frightened that he retracted his eyes, sat nervously where he was, and looked around in panic elsewhere in the carriage.

At this time, Xin Junmao noticed that the car he was in was actually empty, including the two nearest cars. The entire subway was quiet, as if there was no one else in the world except him and the beautiful woman in cheongsam in front of him.

No one else.

He rarely stayed in the same room with women because he had never had such an opportunity. Xin Junmao was a little nervous, especially because the other woman's beauty made him feel even more stressed.

I don't know if the cheongsam woman noticed his awkward mood, and deliberately chose to sit opposite him as if she was secretly doing something evil. This made Xin Junmao lower his head even more uncomfortably.

While waiting for the subway to arrive at the station, Xin Junmao didn't dare to raise his head the whole time. At most, he only secretly glanced at his long legs wearing bamboo high heels. He seemed to hear the woman opposite him seeing through his brother Zhu.

Laughing softly after such behavior.

Finally arriving at the station, Xin Junmao hurried out of the subway as if he was running away. When he was about to go down the stairs, he couldn't help but look back and want to take another look at the beauty of the cheongsam woman. However, he was disappointed to find that the woman had disappeared.

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With a disappointed mood, Xin Junmao walked out of the subway station and on his way to the bus stop, he accidentally bumped into someone.

Smelling a refreshing wisp of incense smoke, Xin Junmao was suddenly shocked, as if he had untied an invisible chain, suddenly woke up, and quickly apologized to the young man in front of him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." The young man's gentle voice made Xin Junmao relax. He slowly looked up and saw that the young man was handsome, with an easy-going and approachable smile and a pair of dark, deep black pupils.

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