Narrative language has inertia, and many words cannot be stopped as soon as they are started. Adding the story itself and the environment will accelerate this inertia.
Sun Hong continued talking in the darkness without any intention of stopping. She talked about herself that summer night, taking the high-speed train to Hangzhou.
Sheng Chuncheng was on the side, holding Sun Hong's hand and listening quietly. He could feel Sun Hong trying her best to suppress her excitement. Her hand was trembling slightly, and she pulled Sheng Chuncheng's hand tightly.
, as if he was something she grabbed casually when she was about to drown in the darkness.
In the darkness, Sun Hong arrived in Hangzhou. It was a night in summer. Sun Hong took her luggage and walked out of the station exit. She sat in the spacious square in front of the station. Although the square was wide, there were not many people because
The station is surrounded by busy roads, turning the station and the square into an isolated island. Even the all-pervasive square dance army has given up here.
Although Sun Hong had been to Hangzhou, Hangzhou was still a strange city to her. She didn't even know anyone in this city. Sitting there, she didn't know where she should go next.
"Maybe that's a good thing." Sun Hong and Sheng Chuncheng said, "It's that when you're broken up, you're unemployed, and you don't even have a place to live. This leaves you with no time to suffer. Compared with the pressure of survival,
, the emotional blow doesn’t seem to be that severe anymore.”
Sun Hong, who was sitting in the west square of the East Railway Station, looked at the tall buildings opposite and the bright windows. There were really thousands of lights, but among the thousands of lights, none of them belonged to her.
Sun Hong thought that if she disappeared in this square right now, it would probably be like a bubble bursting, causing no ripples and no one would even pay attention.
This city will soon erase her, as if she had never arrived here from Shanghai with pain and sadness, and tears in the corners of her eyes. She will blow past her like the wind blowing her.
Leave no trace, not even a leaf. The leaves still have a destination in this city, but she does not.
The leaves will be swept by the cleaners, dumped into the trash can, and then on the garbage truck, rattling through the streets of the city in the early morning, going to the garbage station, and finally transferred to the suburban landfill or incinerator.
.Every leaf that falls from the tree has a destination in this city, and will eventually be together with more leaves.
She didn't. If she disappeared, she would disappear, not even as good as a leaf. Looking at the lights of thousands of houses on the opposite side, and the people walking past and dragging their luggage, Sun Hong thought blankly. For a moment,
She even thought about getting up, walking back to the station, buying a ticket and going back to Shanghai. In Shanghai, she at least had a room where she could stay.
But she didn't get up, and still sat there blankly. Sun Hong herself didn't know how long she had been sitting there. If she wanted to, she could probably sit here until the night went through until dawn.
On the marble table of the flower bed in the square, there are actually several people who have nowhere to go, with luggage piled in front of them. They are preparing to sleep here until dawn. The air here is fresh and getting cooler, except for the fact that there are more mosquitoes.
, there is nothing bad about it.
Sun Hong sat there until the end. She felt that her whole body was numb. When she was not thinking about anything, she heard a voice in her heart saying to her, you are so sad, who cares about you!
Yes, in this city, whether you are ecstatic or miserable, who cares about you? Who are you?
Sun Hong stood up. Almost at the moment she stood up, she decided that she would not leave anymore, she would stay here. I will stay in this city even if I am shameless, I will stay here and not leave, look at you
What can you do to me? I have to stay here until many people in this city know me, Sun Hong, and know me, Sun Hong.
I'm not leaving.
Sun Hong dragged her luggage to the edge of the square, went down the high steps, and crossed the road. Across the road was a commercial district with several express hotels. Sun Hong asked three of them and finally chose the cheapest one.
Hotel, there is a room there for only sixty
It cost 1 yuan a night. The receptionist at the front desk told her that this was a special room and there were no windows in the room.
It doesn't matter if there are no windows, as long as she can take a shower. Sun Hong feels like she has been bitten by mosquitoes countless times, and her whole body is itchy. Taking a shower is her most urgent thing now, and she can't find a cheaper room.
Just stayed.
When she got up the next day, she was still sitting on the bed. Sun Hong first picked up her phone and found a photo of herself and the boy from the phone's photo album. She shouted to the boy, "Get out of here, go to hell!"
Then, she deleted all these photos from her photo album, leaving none.
Sun Hong got up and tidied herself up to look refreshed. Although the room price was cheap, it also included free breakfast. Sun Hong went downstairs to have breakfast. After eating, she sat on the sofa in the lobby and began to search for job information online.
, found six of them and saved them.
At this time, it was already past nine o'clock, and the sun outside was bright and scorching. Sun Hong decided to go out immediately. If he was quick, he would have time to go to two houses in the morning and then go to the other four houses.
When walking past the front desk, Sun Hong thought that she might not come back halfway, so she went through the procedures to extend her stay. She felt that what she had to do now was to spend all her energy and time looking for a job, and
Not looking for a cheaper hotel.
The first company she went to was an online direct sales company, and they were looking for an assistant to the general manager.
Sun Hong arrived at Jiade Plaza on Qingchun Road, went upstairs, and entered a large office with dozens of employees. Everyone looked very busy. At the end of the large office area, there was a row separated by glass.
Compartments, all offices, from the general manager to finance to the human resources department, are all in these compartments.
Sun Hong went to the human resources department, and the person interviewing her was a woman. As soon as Sun Hong sat down, she gave her a nickname in her heart and raised her mouth. No matter what Sun Hong said to her, she would habitually raise her mouth and follow.
His nose would also twist, looking very disdainful.
When she took a form for Sun Hong to fill out, she raised her lips. When Sun Hong filled out the form and handed it back to her, she raised her lips again.
She asked Sun Hong to show her her graduation certificate. The university Sun Hong studied in was a 211 university. She thought that the 211 diploma should not be that ugly, but she opened her diploma with her mouth raised and looked at it. It was still curled up.
mouth, said:
"This kind of school."
Sun Hong wanted to ask her, what kind of school is this and which university did you graduate from? It couldn't be Lan Xiang's, why do I look like you look like Lan Xiang's? Sun Hong couldn't help laughing when she thought of this.
Got up.
He raised his lips and looked up at her, asking, "Why are you laughing?"
Sun Hong quickly said: "Nothing, I remembered something unrelated."
"It's not okay for you to be so absent-minded." Before the person was recruited, he started to lecture Sun Hong and said to her: "We are a very powerful company, and the assistant to the general manager is a very important position. You know
Don’t know? The people who have just come for interviews include people from Peking University, Zhejiang University, and Harbin University. Do you know Harbin University?”
"Harbin Institute of Technology?" Sun Hong asked.
"Harvard!" She said with her lips raised, and then raised her lips again, which made Sun Hong feel that even Harvard was nothing special.
Sun Hong said with a smile: "I really don't know about this. This is the first time I heard an HR in China call Harvard University."
She glared at her with her lips curled up, and just as she was about to say something, the phone on the table rang. She picked it up, listened to a few words, said hello, put down the phone and said to Sun Hong:
"You go to the office at the top, we, Mr. Zhu, want to talk to you."