my devil

My name is Bai Yu, I am 20 years old, and I am a student in Class A of the fifth grade of Mandarin.My parents divorced, and I didn't live with anyone. I rented a house not far from the school by myself. After school, I would go to a cafe on Guwan Street to work as a waiter to earn my own living expenses.I didn't hypocritically say that I didn't need the money my parents gave me.If they give it to me, I will keep it. I made a card for myself, and all the money they give is stored in it. Who knows what will happen in the future, let alone I live alone, what happens? Order something and have an emergency.As for their divorce, I never asked them why they divorced, there was no complaint or hatred, they stayed together if they loved each other, and they separated if they didn't love each other.

Every week, I save one day to visit my parents.My father is a businessman, he has his own company, and to put it bluntly, he is a rich second generation.As soon as you find him, he will take you to have afternoon tea and chat, he is an out-and-out old boy.My mother is an office worker, and her salary is enough to support her. I heard that she is now dating the boss of their company. When she called me, she mentioned him, saying that he is a very good person, and she is also divorced. The man There is a daughter in my family, who is 4 years younger than me. She said that she is a precious baby, and she said that she would meet her when she had time.

My father and mother would also come to see me at the same time. It was embarrassing for them not to meet like other divorced couples. They were like old friends. They would talk, laugh and fight together. I think this is very good.But they always think that they owe me, let me not have a complete family, so they can't wait to push all the best things in the world to me. For them, Bai Yu is helpless and a little moved.

My life line is very simple, and I don't have such high requirements for life, just be happy and relaxed.The line of home, school, and coffee shop is enough to enjoy yourself.

My place of work is Guwan Street, which is a food street, it should be regarded as a paradise for foodies.The post-90s couple who run that cafe always give me a daisy when they get off work. They say that the flower language of daisy is happiness and happiness.They said, may I not lose my happiness and not forget my happiness.

I think, I should be grateful for life, and I will have no regrets if I live meaningfully.