I laughed and replied, "Others may not know what color you like, but I know you well... Tell me honestly, do you like it or not?"
"I like it, but it's too expensive!"
"I'm willing to pay any price as long as you like it... Don't bother changing the clothes, just have the sales assistant cut off the tag on the back, and we can wear them directly."
"No... I'm really, really happy that you bought me clothes... but you can't buy such expensive ones. How many takeout deliveries would you have to make to earn that much money!"
As Yang Sisi was about to go back to the fitting room to change, I stopped her; then I winked at the sales clerk, signaling her to quickly pack up the clothes Yang Sisi had just changed out of...
I really didn't feel bad. If you're going to measure my work as a food delivery driver by money, you're really underestimating me. Besides, some people are priceless to me.
I once heard someone say: if a woman who is already very wealthy still knows how to save money for you, then she truly loves you to the core... Now, I have such a woman by my side, so how could I possibly feel bad about spending money?
...
Stepping out of the clothing store, the city lights became increasingly hazy... This gave me a sense of floating, sometimes feeling real, sometimes like I was dreaming...
I wanted to hold Yang Sisi's hand, but I suddenly felt nervous...
"Michael... if my parents ask you later if you want to get married, what will you say?"
I suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Sisi, then stared at her somewhat nervously...
She was startled, thinking she had said something wrong.
I startled myself, so much so that I stared blankly at Yang Sisi until someone next to me spoke loudly, which diverted our attention.
...
To our right is a hotel called "Orange Crystal." A woman chased after us from inside, carrying a takeout box that looked like it contained a bowl of fried noodles. Her eyeliner was smudged from crying...
The man remained silent until he finally spoke to the woman, saying, "This bowl of fried noodles is all the money I have left... I can't stay with you any longer... You should go."
"Where do you want me to go?"
"Shanghai is so big..."
The man's Adam's apple was moving...
The woman screamed at the top of her lungs, "I'm asking you one last time... don't you regret it?"
"I...don't regret it."
The woman wiped away her tears fiercely and then boarded the No. 101 bus...
The car followed the flow of traffic and quickly disappeared into the flashing lights. The man squatted on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands… To chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Sister," follow "Hot Articles" or "rd444" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other book lovers.
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