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The day we argued, she left cold medicine on my car.
I chased to the pharmacy entrance and heard her on the phone with a man. The tone was sticky, like she just pulled it out of a jar of sugar, a sound I had never heard from her before.
She said the medicine was bought, don’t come to pick me up, I’ll take a taxi back myself.
After hanging up, she turned around and bumped into me, her face turning pale.
I handed her the medicine. I said this brand isn’t good, I’ll exchange it for another one.
She took it without saying anything. I asked, who is that person.
She said he’s a colleague

Twenty years ago, you taught me how to code; twenty years later, I teach you how to survive.
That year, I just started my job, the team leader's last name was Wu, from Northeast China.
He taught me how to write my first line of C++, and I got thirteen compilation errors; he stood in front of my screen thirteen times.
Later, the company parachuted in a VP to cut our project.
Wu, the team leader, pounded the table with the VP in the conference room, saying this project was built from scratch by him.
The VP said you've led it for a few years, but you're no longer worth that now.
Wu to

The company's new VP's first meeting, he called me out publicly: "Your performance over the past six months is the worst. Do you think you still have a chance?"
I didn't say anything. He continued: "If you have no hope, you should clear out your workstation early."
The conference room was so quiet that only the sound of the air conditioning remained. I opened my laptop and projected a document onto the screen. It was the seven arbitration cases I had won for the company over the past three years, each one only settled on the last day. The VP stared at the screen, his face gradually turning pal

Differences in Sexual Attitudes Between Japan and China
🇯🇵 Japan
・Means of reproduction
・Talking about sex = dirty
・Lack of serious communication
・"Tired" is a reason to refuse
・Cannot do without sex
・Both the one refusing and the one being proactive feel pain
・Even as a married couple, they avoid awkward atmospheres
・Unconsciously become less intimate amid busy schedules
…This gradually turns into a life without sex
🇨🇳 China
……

Last month, the pet boarding hotel I used to frequent went bankrupt.
It's not a scam, but legally deregistered after the contract expired.
Three days before closing, they were still running the 618 pre-paid activity.
I followed the rights protection group to figure out their tricks, and after watching, I broke out in cold sweat.
This is not boarding at all; it's a legitimate money-making machine disguised as pet care.
The operation method is as follows: first, register a main station in the suburbs, using an abandoned farm, which costs almost nothing.
Then rent a storefront in the

In the final round of the interview, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat across from me.
He flipped through my portfolio and suddenly asked, "There's a gap on your resume. Where did you go during that time?"
I said, "Taking care of my mom. My mom has uremia, and she undergoes dialysis three times a week. I spent two years in the hospital with her."
He took off his glasses, looked at me for a few seconds, then said something that made my back go cold.
"I know. Your mom's attending physician is my dad."
I was stunned. He stood up, closed the office door, then turned around and said a

Let me tell you something. That winter when I was nineteen, working in the countryside in Northeast China, I was pulled by an old crazy man and he talked about his woman all night long. Not his wife. A Japanese woman.
He was surnamed Bu, we all called him Bu Crazy. Originally, he was a horse feeder on our farm, had worked as a laborer in the old Manchukuo during the development group. Usually no one paid attention to him, thought he was dirty, called him a traitor. He never argued back, squatting outside the horse shed, rubbing his hands with snow until they turned red. Only I and he worked

When I first started working, my senior said that patients who have been given sedatives can still hear, so be careful when speaking.
Later, once when turning a patient, everyone was wiping and complaining about the director.
A few days later, the patient woke up, looked at the director coming to check the ward, and suddenly said, "Doctor, they say you drink alcohol all the time."
The curtains in the entire ward all stopped moving.

Damn, I have an announcement for everyone. I got married on March 8th, and today I got divorced.
That night at the wedding, I was still counting the red envelopes, and the next morning, there was a divorce petition on the bedside table. It was left by my wife. No, my ex-wife. She left that paper and never came back.
We talked. She said she didn’t want to get married before the wedding. I asked her, if you didn’t want to get married, why did you toast with me on stage? She said she didn’t want me to lose face. I said you’re making me lose face even more now. She got angry, I got angry too.

I know a sales associate at a luxury brand counter who has been working there for eight years.
She once told me a sentence that I still remember: The customers who come in holding coffee and point at you from start to finish are actually the easiest to serve.
Because their sense of superiority needs to be seen by you.
All you have to do is slightly bow, place the bag on the counter for them to pick up themselves, and they will feel it's what they deserve.
But after the sales associates close the door, their conversations are completely different.
Who wears a coat worth over ten thous

Yes. I am that fool who was publicly humiliated when I went home for the New Year.
At the classmates' gathering, in a private room, a whole house full of classmates who grew up in my hometown, girls carrying LV bags, guys driving BBA cars. I took out a pack of Furongwang and handed them out one by one, but the seat host, Long Ge, waved his hand to stop me.
In front of the whole table, he took out a box of Lotus and handed me a cigarette. He said one sentence that I remember to this day: "People coming back from big cities, why are they still smoking this."
He dropped out of middle school

That night, I reviewed my supermarket purchase bills from the past three months, and I felt terrible.
I realized that my threshold for "forget it, I won't buy it" has become ridiculously high.
In the past, I would hesitate for ten seconds in front of the seafood tank just to buy a fish for a good meal, thinking it was expensive, walking around twice, then coming back to check the price tag.
Now, holding a small jar of preserved vegetables, knowing it’s twice as expensive as last year, I still toss it into the shopping cart, thinking forget it, I’ll save money next month.
The problem is

My aunt was stopped at the entrance of the community last year by a young man.
He was wearing a white shirt, with a work badge on his chest, and handed her a glass of water.
He said, "Auntie, try this, it's water from your home faucet. I just fetched it upstairs."
My aunt took a sip, frowned.
The young man said, "You can tell, right? This water is a bit astringent, probably a layer of white scale from boiling in the pot."
My aunt said yes.
The young man said, "That's right. Your building's water pipes are aging, the rust taste is covered up by bleach, but the mineral content exceed

Henan's Dirty Jokes
Director: Call me Comrade.
Clerk: Comrade.
Director: Do you want to improve?
Clerk: Yes!
Director: Say it together.
Clerk: I want to improve.

My cousin, in her second year of college, bought a second-hand textbook from a used book stall. Five yuan.
When she opened it, it was full of notes, densely packed.
Every page had them.
The handwriting was neat, even neater than hers.
On the title page, there was a name and a class: Civil Engineering, Class of '93, Chen Moumou.
She kept this book until now.
She passed the Level 1 Construction Engineer exam, the Cost Estimation exam, and the Geotechnical exam.
This book has always been with her, reluctant to throw it away.
Last month, she met an old master on a project.
The ma

My sister can't cook. But she's more familiar with the vegetable market than anyone else.
She gets up at six every morning to buy groceries at the market. Not just one stall, but nine.
She consolidates the nine stalls into a package deal, preps the dishes, sets the price, and delivers it to the neighborhood entrance.
She sells to young white-collar workers who "don't want to go out to buy groceries but also don't want takeout."
She divides the package deals into three types: the lonely type, the couple type, and the shared rental type.
The lonely type includes one meat and one vegeta

At that intersection, during morning and evening rush hours, auxiliary police are stationed, always holding a stack of tickets.
The morning I was caught, I didn't have time to fix my hair, and I was biting on a piece of bread crust.
The auxiliary police officer was a young guy, probably new on the job, with a face as sharp as a salute, and he shouted at me: "Where's your helmet?!"
I said I was running late, and it wasn't intentional.
He didn't reply, just tilted his chin to the side and said: "Get off, push the bike, give me your ID."
I thought, this is the end, no full attendance bo

On the day my second aunt remarried, she wore a red dress.
Not a dark red, but a bright red.
She was in her fifties, standing at the hotel entrance greeting guests, smiling like a young girl.
Someone whispered, "Getting remarried and still wearing red, isn't that embarrassing?"
My second aunt heard it.
She didn’t say anything, just lifted her dress hem a bit and kept smiling.
Later, I helped her tidy up old things.
In the cabinet, I found a stack of old photos.
All of her in her early twenties wearing a white dress, standing next to a man.
That man, I should call him her form

Shopping for gold with my mother-in-law.
She picked up a gold bracelet, flipped it over to look at the price tag, then put it down. I said, Mom, try it on. She said, No need, we have one at home.
That evening when we got home, she sent a message to my husband: Your wife insisted on shopping for gold today. I didn’t buy it, but she kept asking to try it.
My husband turned to look at me: Why did you ask Mom to try the bracelet? She’s not unable to buy it herself.
I said, I didn’t—
He said, Mom said you want to buy that bracelet, so she tried it first, then she’ll buy it for you.
I st

The partitioned room I rented had such poor soundproofing that I could hear the neighbor's alarm clock.
Every morning, the neighbor set six alarms, ringing from 6:30 to 7:00, but none of them woke him up.
It was me who woke up instead.
Later, I developed a habit.
Every time the alarm rang the first time, I would knock on the wall.
Three knocks, and the neighbor would shout, "Got it." Then the world would be quiet for ten minutes.
One day, he moved out.
The next morning at 6:30, the alarm didn't go off.
I woke up, lying in bed, hearing my own heartbeat.
It was too quiet, so qu