At night, the hot water washes away the fatigue of the whole day. I leaned on the bedside, touched my phone, and started browsing Douyin habitually.
After swiping through several funny videos, a push from official media caught my attention.
The picture shows a takeout station, with several takeaways coming in and out.
A female voice announced: "This city is about to issue implementation details to protect the rights and interests of food delivery riders, requiring platforms to compulsorily purchase insurance and disclose the commission ratio..."
The comment area was filled with some riders commenting, and some riders complained: This should have been the case a long time ago.
Some users are also worried: Will the price of ordering takeout increase?
If this rule really comes into effect, the operating costs of the site will probably rise again.
While I was thinking about it, the screen suddenly turned upside down and jumped into a live dance studio.
It was Charlene next door. She was wearing a sequined sling, dancing to the dynamic music, with her hair flying and a sweet smile. She was completely different from the cold intern nurse in the hospital during the day.
I glanced at the upper right corner of the screen, and there were more than a hundred people watching online.
"I didn't expect Charlene to be famous now."
The current live broadcast environment can stably have this number of viewers, and the popularity is indeed not bad, but of course it is far less popular than the restaurant proprietress.
Just as I was about to row away, gorgeous special effects suddenly exploded on the screen, and someone painted a carnival for her.
Charlene's dance steps paused slightly, her eyes lit up instantly, and she smiled brighter at the camera: "Thank you brother for the carnival!"
I looked at the dazzling carnival special effects on the screen, and my heart sank inexplicably.
This kind of spending money often has a motive behind it.
Too many men rely on this kind of money bombardment to gradually break down the defense lines of women who are eager for material things.
The surprised smile on Charlene's face made me slightly worried.
In this materialistic environment, I am really afraid that one day she will not be able to withstand such temptation.
But I also know that I am in no position to dissuade anything.
Humbling about Shen Rou, the same thing happened. The pain and unwillingness she felt at the beginning have now been smoothed away by time.
After those experiences, I finally figured out one thing:
"Everyone has their own choice. Instead of worrying about others, it is better to live your own life."
I turned off the live broadcast interface and put my phone on the bedside to get ready to rest.
In this city full of temptations, everyone is living in their own way.
After all, the world of adults has always been self-inflicted, and everyone bears their own consequences.
I was lying on the bed, sleeping in a daze, when I suddenly felt a slight movement.
The familiar fragrance of gardenia drifted over, it was the scent of Su Yan's commonly used shower gel.
Subsequently, my quilt was lifted, and a warm body got into my bed.
Xiao Yu is not here tonight, and she can’t hold it in anymore after all.
None of us spoke. After spending these days together, a certain tacit understanding has already been formed.
Her arms went around my waist, and I turned over and found her lips accurately.
Just as we were embracing each other passionately, the mobile phone screen on the bedside table suddenly lit up.
I don’t know who sent the message at this time. But now that I have the warm and fragrant nephrite in my arms, I really have no time to pay attention to it.
Su Yan hugged me tighter, as if urging me to focus more.
Since she took the initiative to come to me, I will put everything else aside tonight.
Hands with Su Yan all night, until the next day, I woke up from my sleep, my throat was dry and tight.
Just as I was about to move, I found Su Yan’s arm resting on my chest.
She was sleeping deeply, her warm arms wrapped around her naturally like vines.
I held up her wrist, and when I gently put her arm back on the pillow, she unconsciously smacked her lips and turned over.
I got out of bed lightly, my bare feet stepping on the slightly cool floor.
The clothes thrown carelessly on the back of the chair last night were folded together, and her suspender skirt fell to the floor, mixing with my clothes.
I opened the refrigerator door and was bending over to look for a drink when the sound of a key turning suddenly came from behind me.
The door of the rental house was opened.
Lin Xiaoyu stood at the door holding a backpack, with a look of exhaustion from the night shift on his face.
I was so frightened that my hands shook and the Coke can in the refrigerator almost rolled down. Su Yan was still asleep in my room.
"Have you...have you had breakfast? I'll buy it for you!" I stood up in a hurry.
Lin Xiaoyu glanced at me lightly, her eyes lingering on my bare upper body for a moment.
"I've eaten."
She said calmly, "Can you be more careful about your image when you are in the house from now on? Su Yan lives here too."
I then looked down at myself, standing in the kitchen wearing only a pair of underpants.
In her eyes, Su Yan and I are male and female roommates who should be avoided.
"It's too hot..." I explained vaguely.
Lin Xiaoyu said nothing more, hung her bag on the hanger in the entrance, and went back to the house to rest.
I quickly returned to the room and pushed Su Yan up, who was still sleeping.
"Go back to your own room quickly, Xiao Yu is back."
She sat up sleepily, froze for a moment, and then woke up.
Grabbing the clothes scattered on the floor, she tiptoed out of the room and ducked into the opposite bedroom like a cat.
I quickly got dressed and when I finished making the bed, my eyes fell on the mobile phone on the bedside table.
The screen lights up, showing the unread message from last night
The sender is Charlene, and the time is past one in the morning.
The content is only four words: Have you slept?
I cross out the notification bar. I don't have time to think about this now.
When we arrived at the station, the morning meeting was about to begin, and the riders gathered at the door.
“Everyone knows about He Shiyu. The site has canceled overtime fines a long time ago.” I reminded her again and again.
There was a slight commotion in the crowd. Some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others looked worried.
"I know you are all settling this score. But orders can be taken again, and you only have one life. The few seconds you spend running a red light may be the life of your wife and children."
The crowd quieted down. Several old riders nodded silently.
"The company is piloting a new delivery timeliness system, and dispatching orders will be more reasonable in the future."
"Before this, safety comes first. I don't want to go to the hospital to see the second He Shiyu."
After the meeting, Chen Zhipeng came over and asked in a low voice: "Sister He, are you okay?"
“I’m recovering well. I’ll be discharged from the hospital next week.” I responded to him.
Chen Zhipeng nodded, with concern in his eyes that he could not speak.
I returned to the office and Zhang Wei was standing in front of the water dispenser making coffee.
“Apply for some activity funds and do a team building next week.” I pulled out my office chair and sat down.
“Including new recruits, there are more than fifty riders. How many should I apply for?” Zhang Wei stirred the coffee spoon.
"Let's approve five thousand first, and use the rest to buy water for the brothers."
Zhang Wei pursed her lips and smiled: "Why did you think of team building this time?"
“This is a rule from above. You need to show more humanistic care. If you only focus on running orders all day long, you will become a fool.” When I was a rider, we often had dinner parties, but it was initiated by the riders themselves.