It's been three or four years since I graduated, but in this busy big city, I barely earn enough money to support my family, let alone buy a house. So after working for more than four years, there is no real home here so far.
Fortunately, I am optimistic by nature. Even though life is hard and fate is tortuous, I always face it positively, thinking that there will always be a day of hope in my heart. I still live in a rented house, single and without a girlfriend.
Actually, it's not that I don't want to talk about it. I just haven't met the right one and I don't want to make do. What's more, I am used to living alone, and I am too indifferent to such things as love. I've always wanted to go with the flow. My parents urged me two years ago. Later, they also knew that I was upset, and now they simply gave up.
It was not until she moved across from the house I rented that my heart, which had been silent for many years, was shaken. I will never forget seeing her for the first time. When I came home from work that day, I saw the door left unlocked and a lot of things piled up at the door, and I suddenly realized. It seems that people who have been empty for a long time have finally moved in.
In order to see whether the handsome guy or the beautiful woman is moving around, I deliberately opened the door slowly that day, hoping that he would come out. Everyone will be neighbors in the future, at least say hello.
Just thinking, the opposite door opened and a beautiful young woman came out of the room. I was looking straight at it. She is slim and thin, with a beautiful face, a little sexy and a little pure. Seeing her coming out, I quickly stepped forward to strike up a conversation.