perfect life

After the morning class, He Zihan left the school by bicycle and returned to his small hut.

On the way back, I passed by a breakfast shop that was about to close, and bought two meat buns that were not fresh at half price.When I saw soy milk, my mouth was a little greedy, but when I thought about the coming of winter, I must buy something that can keep me warm this year, be it a quilt or a thick down jacket, no matter which one is fine.

Of course, either way requires money.

Therefore, he can only eat as simple as possible without causing malnutrition—at noon, the half-price buns at the breakfast shop are his best choice.He doesn't expect to be full, as if he grows up and doesn't know what it means to be full, he only knows hunger, endless hunger.

Quickly finished eating two buns, drank some tap water, drank "gulong gulong" in one go, and He Zihan fell asleep on the bed.

He needs to catch up on sleep at noon every day, otherwise he will not be able to listen to the class in the afternoon, and he will not be able to complete the work in the evening.

He needs to earn living expenses, tuition fees, and all other expenses related to life for himself.

Taking advantage of his sophomore year of high school and his schoolwork is not too tight, he wants to earn more money quickly. No matter what, he has to save a part of the tuition for the first year of college.

He Zihan is not the type who likes to study, but only when he is admitted to a university far away can he leave this place and start a new life.

Standing outside the small hut, Chen Qiran looked at the tired sleeping face of the young man on the bed through the half-opened window. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart slowly growing.