This was my first night in this single apartment, but I made one of the most important decisions in my life. I wrote two letters, one for Mi Cai tomorrow, and the other for resignation letter to Chen Jingming after completing this promotion plan.

I know that when I chose to tell Mi Cai about Mi Zhongde's power conspiracy, it also meant that I was untrustworthy in Fang Yuan, and I felt even more ashamed of Chen Jingming's kindness. I had no face to continue to stay at Polytechnic Department Store. Resigning was the only way I could choose.

I picked up the pen and took a deep breath. I almost didn't think. I wrote two letters as fast as possible, then broke the pen and threw it into the trash can. The pen was innocent, but my emotions needed to be vented. I ruined my future with my own hands, and even Fang Yuan and Chen Jingming's future.

Thinking of the sacrifices Le Yao made for my future work, I felt suffocated again. Although this decision held on to the little belief deep in my heart, it failed my friends who really cared about me.

I folded the two letters and put them in my pocket. Although I didn't regret my choice, I knew that the night I was going to spend next was sleepless. I wanted to drink, the more the better, and then fell drunk on the bed, covered my head and slept, no matter how heavy these reality was.

I really want to drink at this moment. When I have time, I don’t have to talk about my choice of human nature, just chat casually.

...

It was already very late at this time. As the closing time approached, there were very few customers eating in the music restaurant "Empty City". CCC was sitting in a corner drinking beer, and she still didn't live like a woman, although she looked like a beautiful woman.

Only then did I realize my arrival, I snapped my fingers at the waiter, and the waiter immediately brought me a big glass of beer.

cc looked at me and smiled, and asked in a teasing way: "What's wrong, Zhaoyang? Have you been beaten by life again?"

"It's almost the same. You really know me!" I said, picking up the beer and taking a big sip.

"Or what would you do when you come here so late?"

I didn't say anything, and poured beer into my mouth as water, until my head was stimulated by the alcohol and stopped feeling cold and painful.

cc just looked at me like this, occasionally picking up the beer and taking a few sips of it. It was not until I stopped that I asked me: "Tell me, why is life unhappy?"

I was silent for a long time before saying, "You said we are all idealistic people. It is a very beautiful thing to live with ideals and persistence in our hearts. Why does reality give us so much constraints?"

cc thought for a while and said to me: "Actually, I have figured out something over the years. There is nothing wrong with living in an idealistic way, but the premise is that you have material support. For example, my music restaurant can support me now. I don't have to worry too much about material things, so I can continue to live such an ideal life. If there was no 100,000 yuan that the unknown customer supported the restaurant at a critical moment of life and death, so that the restaurant could continue to operate, where would I talk about my ideals?"

I was silent for a long time before saying, "cc, you are right! Ideal living requires material as the basis."

cc is indeed right. Taking the incident I encountered this time as an example, if I have enough economic foundation to ensure that I don’t have to worry about my future work, and Fang Yuan and Chen Jingming are already in a high position in Poly, then I can tell Mi Cai all this without any worries to fulfill my conscience and belief in my heart.

Even though I understand that living in an idealistic way requires material support, I still don’t plan to change my decisions anymore. I will still tell Mi Cai about Mi Zhongde’s conspiracy of power. Perhaps deep down in my heart, even if this incident made me lose the future of work that I finally fought for, I still feel it is worth it.

After drinking a big glass of beer, I asked for another big glass, and cc just smoked to accompany me. We did not communicate anymore. This lack of communication originated from our idealistic perspective that we can see the real world too thoroughly. Once we see through it, we will be tired and unwilling to say anything else.

After two big glasses of beer, I became a little dizzy. My tense mood gradually relaxed and my face blurred. So I asked for another glass of high-intensity white wine while the iron was hot. This kind of drink with the drunkenness made me feel dizzy more and more intense. I lay on the table in front of me... The spiritual world is quiet, but tomorrow's real world may be in chaos again.

...

The next day, I woke up from the headache after getting drunk. The autumn rain outside the window was misty and the sky was gloomy. I looked inside and remembered that I deliberately drank myself high yesterday.

I lifted the quilt, put on my shoes and left the bed, walked out of the bedroom, slept on the sofa in the living room and had not woken up yet. I looked at the time and took it to my door and left at half past 7:30.

I went downstairs and walked outside the community to stop a taxi. The destination was not my own company, but Zhuomei. Since I had made a choice last night, I would follow my choice to do it.

20 minutes later, I came to the entrance of Zhuomei's underground parking lot and waited for Micai. Based on my understanding of her, she probably hadn't arrived at the company yet.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, I finally saw the red q7 of Mi Cai. While she was driving the car into the underground parking lot, I stopped a boy who looked like a passing student.

I said to the boy who looked puzzled, "Can you guys do me a favor?"

The boy looked at me with great caution and asked, "What's the busy thing?"

I pulled the letter out of my pocket and handed it to him and said, "Transfer a letter to a girl for me."

The boy suddenly realized and said, "Is this a love letter? But now that the information is so developed, why do you need to write a love letter? You can send text messages or anything else."

"Are you born in the 1990s?"

"yes."

"I am born in the 1980s, do you understand what the generation gap is? We were so popular in writing love letters in those days. This is called style. Please give it to you quickly. She will have to get into the elevator when she turns around." I said anxiously.

"But I'm going to be late to school!"

"It will take a short time to stop you from going to school.

The boy still looked embarrassed.

I immediately changed my strategy and asked, "Do you like to see beauties?"

When the boy heard that there was a beautiful woman, he immediately asked in high interest: "Is she a beautiful woman?"

"If she wasn't a beauty, would I be able to like her? Don't worry, an absolute beauty, you get off the elevator and wait for her in the underground parking lot... Remember, wearing a purple-gray coat with long hair hanging down your shoulders, the most beautiful woman is her, don't admit it wrong."

"Okay, let me see if you said it's so beautiful." The boy said and finally took the letter from me.

I told him again: "Just give her the letter, don't say anything else, especially don't describe my appearance in front of her, do you know?"

The boy nodded tacitly and said, "I understand, do you want to surprise her? I wish you a successful confession first!"

I nodded in approval and said, "Yes, we don't have a generation gap."

The boy smiled "hehe" and then ran to the elevator entrance in the store... And I lit a cigarette and watched him leave quietly. It seemed that I finally put down a heavy burden in my heart. As for tomorrow, I will talk about it tomorrow...

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