My anger comes and goes quickly; I know that arguing with Lao Mi, my mother, and me about Lu Jia is pointless. Apart from both sides getting angry, there is no real change whatsoever.

I don't understand why, but the flaws I see in Lu Jia are what they see as virtues of being good at managing money. For example, being meticulous with money, being calculating, and being uncompromising when it comes to finances…

After a long silence, I softened my tone and asked Lao Mi and my mother, "Did you go to the sales office of Cangshan Villa to inquire about changing the name on the contract?"

Old Mi did not deny it; he nodded and replied, "I asked."

"Have you talked to Lu Jia about the house?"

This time, it was my mother who answered me. She frowned and said, "Lu Jia's attitude is very clear. She said she will only talk to you about the house issue. If you have no objections to these two houses, then she will consider it compensation for your youth... If you ask me, she doesn't want to give the houses back... But if we look at it from another angle, maybe she can't let go of the relationship between you two, which is why she's using these two houses as leverage... After all, you made a mistake first, so you can't expect Lu Jia to come and bow down to you!"

Old Mi chimed in, "That's what I think too... I've always believed that Lu Jia is a girl with no character flaws."

"Whether two people can be together does not depend on whether they have quality issues, but on whether their values ​​are compatible... I really don't want to explain this anymore. If you are reluctant to give up those two houses, I don't think it's necessary; since I could earn enough for two houses two years ago, I can only earn more now."

"Doing business requires the right timing, location, and people. Look at yourself and see which of these qualities you currently possess!"

Old Mi's words really frustrated me... because I don't have any of those three things... and it's true, doing business requires some luck, but many real estate developers suddenly started hoarding properties and withholding sales, so I lost my biggest advertising deal... that's a sign of bad luck, as the saying goes, not having the right timing or location... plus, my leg is broken, so it's inconvenient to do anything, so I can't talk about the right people either.

I'm wondering: Is earning two apartments in Chengdu and Dali really the limit of my life?

Looking at my legs, which I haven't been able to walk for a long time, I questioned myself for the first time so strongly.

...

After I packed my things, Lao Mi and my mom left, leaving me alone in the cold and quiet room. I really wanted to talk to someone, but everyone was busy, either with their careers or with drinking and dating.

Around ten o'clock on Wednesday, he finally arrived at my ward. He looked quite tired...

Wednesday, Wednesday, he also learned to smoke, but he's still addicted. He sat down on the chair next to my bed, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then said to me, "Brother, I've delivered almost half of my takeout orders."

It's been a month... You're not going to keep making me do this forever, are you?"

I countered, "Didn't you gain anything at all during this time?"

"I've lost five pounds, would you consider that a success?"

"If you think it counts, then it does."

Zhou San glanced at me, then said seriously, "Brother... I know you want to improve my social skills, and I have indeed been improved... It's like, before officially starting university, the school organizes a military training, which lasts for seven days... I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue... But you have to give me a time limit, right?... I can't really deliver food for the rest of my life, can I?!"

I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag with my eyes half-closed, and replied, "I'm not entirely confident yet... You need to give me some time."

On Wednesday, we didn't say a word, just took turns puffing on our cigarettes; soon, a gloomy atmosphere settled over the ward... just like my current situation.

When Zhou San was almost finished with his cigarette, he hesitated for a moment before speaking to me, "Brother... how about we go to Shanghai and work at Fourth Brother's dad's company? I've looked into it, and his company has recently upgraded many of its businesses and is in dire need of software engineers... I'm willing to learn humbly and start from the bottom... I think a big platform would be more helpful for personal development."

"I've said before, if you want to go to Shanghai, I respect your decision..."

"I've said before, if you don't go, I won't go either... but I'll try to persuade you to go."

I threw the cigarette in my hand and yelled, "Can you guys stop trying to 'force' me? ...I'm not a machine, you can't just press a button and I'll shoot wherever you point!"

Zhou San looked at me with some fear. He didn't expect me to suddenly get angry, and neither did I... But I have indeed become irritable and easily agitated... Probably because too many unpleasant things have happened recently... I really want to calm myself down, but only saints or Buddhas can control their emotions at will... I am just an ordinary person, my heart is full of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

After a long pause, Zhou San said to me, "I didn't insist that you go to Shanghai... I was thinking that my fourth brother is there... You've been so depressed lately, if your fourth brother were there to help you, you might feel better."

I remain silent.

On Wednesday, San asked me again, "Brother, can you tell me... why haven't you two been together all these years because my fourth brother has such a good girl... do you really not like her?"

Do you still have any cigarettes?

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