I hummed the song for a while, and I don’t know how I got interested in humming it. Maybe it was too exciting.

At the same time, I was thinking, could it be Mother Lin who lied to me?

I also thought that Lin Xiaojuan was not that kind of person.

But why can the director named Lin go to her house to celebrate the New Year, but my real boyfriend can’t?

I looked at my phone, expecting Lin Xiaojuan to call me. I wanted to hear her tell me personally, whether it was a misunderstanding or not.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't call.

I thought about whether I should call him again, but there was a complicated emotion inside me.

Isn't it because I didn't buy a house? Why can someone named Lin go there but I can't? And now such a thing has happened.

If this is true, then I am really blind.

If it's not true, does Mother Lin lie to me like this just because I'm poor?

Is there anything wrong with being poor?

That’s right!

But if someone's daughter doesn't want to marry a poor kid, what do you have to complain about?

They don't owe you anything.

I thought about it a lot and felt hungry, so I got up and got something to eat by myself.

According to the custom in some areas of western Hunan, the New Year's dinner is eaten at noon, but I was alone. I made something to eat in a hurry and waited until almost ten o'clock. More than two hours had passed since I called in the morning.

, I didn’t see a call from Lin Xiaojuan, so I took my mobile phone and wallet and went out for a walk.

The streets were deserted, with almost no one around.

In prosperous Shenzhen, the streets are deserted during the holidays on weekdays, but now on New Year's Eve, the streets are deserted.

Fortunately, buses are running normally and supermarkets are running normally.

I randomly boarded a bus at the entrance of the village. When I saw some nice buildings or scenery on the side of the street, I got off the bus in time. I walked for a while and took a look, and then randomly boarded another bus.

In this way, I walked casually through the city.

Sometimes I lower my head and fall into deep thought, sometimes I let myself go and watch the scenery along the way.

On the way, I called my mother and chatted about home affairs and asked each other about the New Year's Eve dinner.

When I was wandering around Caiwuwei in Luohu, I remembered to look at my phone again and found that I had dropped it at some point.

Or maybe it was because when I got on a certain bus before, it was obviously not crowded, but two people blocked me and kept asking the bus driver questions and stole away.

This mobile phone was bought for me by Lin Xiaojuan as a birthday gift when I was in college. Although the model is a bit older, it is of great commemorative significance. I didn’t expect to lose it today because I got distracted.

What is lost is difficult to get back.

Or, never come back.

I couldn't help but think about what happened between me and Lin Xiaojuan. Will I lose her too and never get her back again?

Maybe, this lost mobile phone is a sign.

I was originally in a bad mood, but ended up losing a mobile phone, which made my mood even worse.

After walking and walking, I stopped when I reached the door of a bicycle shop that was still open near Baoan South Road in Luohu.

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, so I chose an entry-level mountain bike that cost just over 2,000 yuan.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

I took my boss’s cell phone and called my mother.

"Mom, I bought a car."

My mother was surprised there: "What kind of car did you buy? It cost tens of thousands of yuan, right?"

Me: "Hey, hey, it's a two-wheeled bicycle. I plan to ride it around during the Spring Festival. Maybe I'll visit Guangzhou, Zhuhai, Dongguan, Zhongshan."

Mom: "You are really poor and happy."

I'm laughing here.

Mom asked again: "Why is your mobile phone number displayed incorrectly?"

I didn’t want to tell her that my phone was lost, so I added: “My phone is out of battery. I borrowed the phone number from the owner of the bicycle shop. I’ll charge it and call her again. I’m going to ride!”

My mother repeatedly told me to be careful, so I told her not to worry, so I just rode a bike to relax, chatted a few other things, and hung up the phone without mentioning Lin Xiaojuan's matter.

The boss said that if you plan to go on a self-driving trip by bicycle, you should be prepared to buy some things.

So I bought cycling clothes, a helmet, and a water bottle, which cost nearly a thousand yuan.

The boss saw that I was empty-handed and asked me again: "What about your change of clothes and so on?"

I said, "Boss, if you want me to buy anything else, just tell me."

So I bought another bicycle seat bag in case I need to put new items on the road.

In the store, I happily put on the entire set of equipment, even putting on my cycling clothes without washing them. Then I asked the boss where to go first for fun cycling in Shenzhen.

The boss said that many cycling enthusiasts like to go there on the winding mountain road. I asked about the route and thought that it would be fine anyway, so I would go there first and buy a mobile phone when I came back.

The weather is cool, and I feel much more relaxed riding a bicycle.

I don’t know how long I rode. By the time I reached the winding mountain road at the foot of Wutong Mountain in Sha Tau Kok, I was already out of breath from exhaustion.

I looked at the winding road extending upwards and couldn't help but sigh, people still need to exercise more on weekdays.

I pulled over and parked my bike, sat on the side of the road to rest, and planned to sprint uphill when my strength recovered.

I don’t know what time it is in the afternoon. I don’t wear a watch. It’s not because I don’t have this habit, but because I am poor. I feel that there is no need to waste money on buying a watch when I can check the time on my phone on weekdays.

There were cars passing by one after another. At that time, the Wutongshan Tunnel was not free yet, and there were also some cycling enthusiasts riding up.

When riding, I let myself go. As soon as I sat down and stopped, I started to think about myself and Lin Xiaojuan again.

Some of the people riding up the mountain greeted me very friendly and asked me to come on. I saw some heroic girls riding in their team, climbing up the slope slowly.

Wrapped in cycling pants, their thighs look strong and strong, exuding a different kind of feminine beauty.

I stared at the cars and people going by.

A man also parked his bicycle aside and sat down on the ground not far from me to rest.

After a while.

"Hey, buddy, how long is this winding mountain road?"

I turned to look at him. There was a sunny young man with bronze skin and a stronger body than me. He was drinking water from a kettle in his hand. He must be a few years older than me. I replied: "I don't know, this is my first time today."

Come once."

He added: "This is our first time here too. It is said that it takes eight minutes to climb the entire slope from this place. How about we climb together later and have a try?"

I replied: "I'm afraid it won't work. I haven't ridden a bicycle in several years. I'm in a bad mood today, so I'm going to ride it. You see, I just bought this bike."

He said: "Well, my name is Ade, what's yours?"

I thought to myself that this name must be a nickname, so I replied: "My name is Xiaohan, cold as cold, heart-chilling as cold as cold."

He covered the kettle and put it back into the cup holder under the front bumper of the bicycle. He turned around and sat down again: "Why are you so lost? Are you broken in love?"

I thought to myself that we didn’t know each other anyway, so we met by chance, so it wouldn’t hurt to talk about it, so I replied: “That’s right.”

"Brother, what does it mean? Unrequited love? Secret love? Spare tire? Is it a spare tire? I told you, unrequited love and secret love are okay, but don't use it as a spare tire."

I smiled bitterly: "I may have been squeezed out by the spare tire. Do you think it's funny?"

He looked at me and hesitated to speak. As a result, he didn't answer for dozens of seconds. I felt a little embarrassed, so I asked again: "What time is it now?"

He looked at his watch and replied: "It's almost a quarter past four."

I replied: "Thank you."

He replied: "Why are you so polite?"

The weather was cool, and I saw that he didn't pick up on me about the topic of spare tires. I was bored, so I didn't talk anymore.

After a while, maybe a minute or two, I was in a daze.

He said: "Xiaohan, I'm sorry, I'm not good at comforting people."

I replied: "It's okay, I'm not good at talking about feelings either."

He smiled, with a hearty smile, showing his white teeth: "Why, why did we break up? If you don't mind telling me, I've actually broken up with you several times."

I replied: "Maybe it's because I'm poor now."

He said: "Don't bully young people into being poor. We are young now and have nothing to fear when we are poor. Things will definitely get better in the future. Don't be discouraged. That girl dislikes poverty and loves being rich. Don't worry about it. There is no grass anywhere in the world."

Bar?"

I sighed in my heart: "It's not that she dislikes being poor and prefers being rich, it's that her mother thinks that I don't have a house. She is actually a good girl."

Having said this, I remembered what Mother Lin said about Lin Xiaojuan being pregnant and the child was Director Lin's, and I couldn't help but look sad.
To be continued...