My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1409 "fairy tale" 2
There was a sound of wind blowing outside the window.

In the second bedroom.

Jiang Yiren continued her attack on her husband. After a while, the attack seemed to have an effect. Zhang You got off the bed, opened the wardrobe drawer, took out a box, and then... his hand paused slightly. He then took one of the two boxes that had fallen out of the old bag and returned to the bed.

Shortly after, Jiang Yiren, lying on the bed, lightly bit her lower lip. Then, after the light in the second bedroom was turned off, some unusual sounds filled the room.

After midnight.

Fairy Tale has officially launched.

Although Zhang You is still releasing songs at a relatively high frequency, just like the movies he invests in, both the quality of the songs and the quality of the movies have been recognized by the audience. Therefore, even with such a high frequency, many fans are still willing to buy his music.

Compared to the relatively high ticket prices for movies, the price of three yuan per song is generally acceptable.

The Spring Festival has passed.

But for most people, this is a time for family reunions. For some, it's the same as before, because the company received an urgent order before the Spring Festival, so they didn't get a holiday.

Although they didn't have to come, the boss's sarcastic tone implied "Try not coming," so many people from the company came.

On the one hand, the leaders forbid people from not coming, and on the other hand, they offer triple pay. Money has been particularly hard to earn these past few years. Families without mortgages or car loans are in a better position, but the real concern is those who rushed in when housing prices were at their peak a few years ago. There are quite a few such people in the company. They bought their homes for 8,000 or 9,000 yuan a month, but now they only have 4,000 or 5,000 yuan left. The down payment they made could now buy a house.

As a result, many colleagues expressed deep regret when they talked about this incident. One woman even burst into tears on the spot. This may only be one aspect. Another aspect was that seeing everyone else celebrating the New Year at home while she was still working the night shift at the factory made her emotions surge and she couldn't help but cry.

This is not bad.

At least I can still cry; the worst thing is not being able to cry at all.

However, many people have had a tough time in recent years. They finally managed to buy a house, only to find that the price was at its peak. In addition, the burden of their children's education is also heavy. Because of this, many people are willing to work overtime whenever their company offers it.

no way.

Everyone wants to make money and stabilize their current life, and he is no exception. The only difference is that he didn't buy the house at its peak. Now that he has bought it more than ten years ago, even if the house price drops, it will not fall below the price he bought it at. He can still make a living, but he has also started working overtime this year.

The child attends a private junior high school, which costs about 40,000 yuan a year. Whether or not he goes home for the New Year doesn't matter. He definitely wants to earn three times his salary, because making a living is the most important thing. Other things are not unacceptable, but they don't mean much. He is also open-minded. Not going home for the New Year has its advantages, because he doesn't have to hear about how much so-and-so earned in a year or where they bought a new house.

In this society, some people can't make money, while others can.

Because money doesn't just disappear into thin air; as long as it continues to circulate in the market, it will flow into the pockets of some people who know how to make money. So he also feels pressure, but not as much as many of his colleagues who bought houses at the peak of the market.

To put it bluntly.

The pressure was so immense that... those with slightly weaker endurance might snap and commit suicide, because they saw no hope. All they could do was focus on making money, with no time to spare. If the company was doing well, they could barely stay afloat, but if things went badly and they were put on a four-day work week with two days off, these colleagues would be frantic with worry.

Last summer, when the weather was so hot, the company wasn't busy. These colleagues who had bought houses when prices were high went to work as temporary workers at the courier station, earning seventeen yuan an hour. They were working the night shift and got heat rash from the heat.

But the current situation is what it is: "If you don't do it, plenty of others will." It's a harsh truth, but it's the reality. If you have no money, no skills, no connections, and no vision, then this is the kind of life you can only live. After finishing his dinner at night, he came out of the cafeteria, took out his phone, and opened iMusic. A couple of days ago, he saw that Zhang You was going to release a new song at midnight today. He especially liked Zhang You's songs, not only his instrumental compositions but also his pop songs.

Many of Zhang You's songs can bring strength and warmth to people's hearts, just like the song "She Came to My Concert" that he sang at the Golden City Awards ceremony a few years ago.

He turned thirty-nine after the New Year. Men of this age all have their own stories, and Zhang You's song reminded him of "her".

The memory is still vivid.

But that was more than twenty years ago.

Just like Zhang You sang, "The boy queued up completely for her, saving up half a year's worth of tickets for a pair." He originally thought the two of them would grow old together, but later, just like Zhang You sang, "The platform whistles kept urging him on."

Then she went back to her hometown, and he really thought it was just a short separation and that they would see each other again soon.

But little did he know that it would be the last time they met. They didn't even have a proper goodbye, and they never saw each other again. Later, they had a phone call, and he learned that she had gotten married under the arrangement of her family.

after that.

I haven't seen or contacted them since.

Sometimes, encounters in life are by chance, and farewells can also be silent, like the shooting star he saw streaking across the sky when he came out of the restaurant last summer after working the night shift. It was bright, but there was no sound.

It just passed right by.

Perhaps it's not just love, but life itself; no matter how deep the love or how intense the emotions, they will all gradually subside at some point.

He used to feel quite regretful.

But as time went by and he got older, he realized that it was actually a good thing.

His life was too mundane, and he had no real ability. He was almost forty and still working night shifts at the factory. A man like that couldn't support a woman's future, especially the girl for whom he had once queued up to buy tickets.

When his memory paused at a certain point, all he saw were her most beautiful moments. So much so that when he looked in the mirror after showering after get off work in the morning and saw his many gray hairs and wrinkles, he still felt for a moment that she was beautiful and hadn't aged like him.

Some say regret stems from unrequited love.

Actually... unrequited love is the most beautiful thing.

Because her beauty is frozen in time and will not fade with time, when he saw that Zhang You had posted an English song on the homepage of the iMusic platform, he was reluctant to listen, but he still took out his phone, put it on, and clicked to listen.

moment.

The gentle and ethereal background music seemed to transcend the long river of time, resounding in his ears.

(End of this chapter)