Female tenant: 26-year-old heartbeat and life ups and downs

That night, Su Ran slept very lightly, and his tired soul struggled in a gray dream. He woke up tiredly until the morning sun shone through the window on his face.

Su Ran sat on the bed for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he didn't need to go to the company today, so he lay back down, not wanting to get up, and it was difficult to fall asleep again.

It was almost noon when he got up from the bed, washed up simply, and quickly opened 58.com to post a house rental information. He planned to sublet the house first, pay off the money he owed Xu Tianna, and then leave Suzhou.

After the information was posted, he went downstairs and ate a bowl of noodles at the snack bar, just as breakfast and lunch, and then his life fell into endless boredom.

He sat in the closed room for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it, so he left the cage-like house with his guitar. He came to the moat again, wanting to sing a few songs to the blue sky, white clouds and clear water, to comfort his tired heart, and then wait for the arrival of dusk.

He sang one song after another, his voice sometimes full of sadness, sometimes full of joy. Finally, he put the guitar aside, lay on his back on the lawn, facing the slanting sunlight, and stared at the sky with white clouds drifting by.

He naively thought that the sky city in his mind would be hidden behind the white clouds, so he looked and waited silently for a long time. However, until the sunlight became soft and the evening wind blew gently, the crystal clear city never appeared. He became more and more lost, and this loss was intertwined with the heaviness of reality and the collapse of fantasy, which made him more painful.

After a long time, he sat up from the lawn, habitually lit a cigarette, and sat quietly in the dusk. He was not waiting for dawn, because in this city, his dawn seemed to no longer exist.

The wind became colder as the sun set, and it gradually sobered him up. He couldn't help but recall every bit of his time in this city, all of which were like a sharp blade, cutting countless wounds of varying depths on his body. He could only helplessly watch the wound bleed. Now that the blood was running out, in order to survive, he could only flee the city and return to his hometown where there was no love but family affection. Perhaps, the warmth of family affection can slowly heal these wounds.

After a day of peace, the phone finally rang. Su Ran knew that it was Le Yao who called. After all, they had agreed to go to A Lin Restaurant tonight to taste bamboo chicken.

After the call was connected, Le Yao said with a sense of relief: "I have finished filming today, Su Ran, where shall we meet?"

"Go directly to A Lin Restaurant."

After thinking for a moment, Le Yao said: "I will go to where you live, and then we will go together."

"Why bother so much, just go directly. And I don't live in the original place now."

Le Yao's tone was full of surprise: "When did you move out?"

"Just these few days." After a moment of silence, Su Ran gritted his teeth and said, "I have something to tell you. I resigned yesterday and will be back to Xuzhou in a few days."

Le Yao was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he excitedly asked, "Why did you resign? Last time you said you had a chance to be promoted!"

Su Ran responded apologetically, "It's my personal problem. Let's talk about it in detail after we meet."

Le Yao's mood was obviously low. After a long silence, he said, "Okay, then let's meet directly at A Lin Hotel."

Su Ran responded, and he and Le Yao hung up the phone, looked at the river covered by light and shadow again, picked up the guitar box and walked to the river bank.

When he took a taxi to A Lin Hotel, Le Yao had arrived before him and was waiting at the door of the hotel.

The autumn wind whistled along the street at night. Le Yao put her hands in her coat pockets, and the white scarf around her neck fluttered in the wind, which made her look even thinner. That pitiful look made Su Ran feel a strong sense of guilt.

Su Ran walked slowly to Le Yao, and she looked at him with complicated eyes. Su Ran understood that Le Yao must have some complaints about his sudden resignation. He clearly remembered that when they met last time, they had agreed to work together to become strong people in life, but now he was getting worse and worse, as if he had become a slave to life.

Su Ran didn't want the atmosphere to be too dull, so he said with a forced smile: "Let's go, go in and eat."

"Can I say that I'm angry enough?" Le Yao responded with a straight face.

Le Yao's words made Su Ran feel even more depressed, but he still smiled and pulled her into the restaurant, saying: "Don't live up to your reputation as a foodie if you're angry. Besides, can you bear to see me eating alone? It's not worth it for you. So don't punish yourself with my mistakes, right?"

As he spoke, Su Ran had dragged Le Yao into the restaurant. However, Le Yao was still in a low mood, and Su Ran could only take the menu from the waiter and order the dishes by himself.

After a while, the dishes were served. Su Ran poured himself a glass of white wine, but Le Yao did not drink with him as agreed before, but only asked for a glass of hot boiled water, and did not even order juice or other drinks.

Su Ran picked up the glass and drank it all, smacking his lips and sighing that the white wine was tasty, but Le Yao remained silent, which made Su Ran more and more panicked.

Su Ran took a piece of chicken from the bamboo tube and put it in Le Yao's bowl, smiling and said: "Try it and see if his chef's skills have improved."

"I'm full." Le Yao picked up the chicken in the bowl and threw it back into Su Ran's bowl in a huff.

"Then you can't just drink boiled water. If you drink too much, your pretty face will be swollen when you wake up tomorrow, which will affect tomorrow's filming." Le Yao ignored his jokes and asked solemnly, "Tell me, why do you want to quit?" Su Ran poured himself another glass of white wine and drank it in one gulp. Feeling the strong liquor rolling in his stomach, he said helplessly, "Life is full of choices. This is a cruel choice for me. I don't want to do it, but I have to do it. Don't ask me. I won't be happy after resigning." As he said that, he put on a smile again, "I'm leaving Suzhou soon, and we'll have fewer opportunities to meet in the future. Let's not make the atmosphere so heavy, let's have a happy meal and drink, okay?"

Le Yao looked at him, her expression gradually eased, and she said helplessly: "Su Ran, you reminded me of a song by Shao Yibei, "Mr. Denial."

"Who is Shao Yibei?"

"Don't pretend, last time we went to Shenzhen's music festival with Robben to listen to her special performance, have you forgotten so quickly?"

Su Ran smiled cheekily: "I just like to pretend."

"Asshole." Le Yao cursed with a smile, then took the chicken back from Su Ran's bowl and started eating. Although Le Yao's mood eased, Su Ran knew in his heart that his resignation had brought a great shock to Le Yao, and this farewell banquet between them was destined to be full of helplessness and sentimentality. He didn't know how to make up for his guilt towards Le Yao, nor did he know if he would have the opportunity to get along with her in the future without any barriers as before. At this time of parting, he can only cherish the present moment of reunion. Although the atmosphere is a little awkward, this may be the last warm memory he can leave for each other. And he can only try to find a balance in this complex emotional entanglement so as not to let this final farewell become too bitter.