Sophomore Year That year, my girlfriend Chen Qian and I were studying at university in Ganzhou. At that time, Rongjiang New District had just completed its demolition, resulting in many displaced households. Lao Yu was one of them. Not only was Lao Yu's family a displaced household, but they also held the regional agency rights for a well-known liquor brand. In today's terms, Lao Yu was truly a rich second generation. After enrolling, his family transferred him 300,000 yuan to help him develop financial awareness and manage it himself. In 2015, 300,000 was not a small amount.
Around the university town, there were many guesthouses converted from self-built houses. Every weekend, these places were always bustling and hard to book. Lao Yu often hung out at these spots. My girlfriend Chen Qian and I were different. We rarely went out on weekends; we usually played on the hillside of the school. We didn't have money, but we were very happy. I took many photos of Chen Qian, and her social media profile picture and photos were all taken by me.
After chatting with Sister Ma, I made up my mind to start earning money. Chen Qian was majoring in computer science, which required a high configuration for her computer. However, she was using her brother's outdated computer. That computer had poor specifications and was very laggy. Since we didn't have money, I often accompanied her to the school's computer lab to complete assignments.
One time, while I was on the phone with Chen Qian, she needed to make some last-minute changes to her assignment. She wanted to borrow a computer from her roommate. On the other end of the line, I heard her roommate laughing: "Are you asking us to borrow a computer?"
"What does your boyfriend do? He can't even buy you a computer?"
"Why don't you come with me? At least I can get you a computer."
"What can your boyfriend do besides taking pictures?"
"He's just a broke loser."
"Being with him means you'll not only suffer but also have to go back to his hometown to farm."
"Why should he bring you happiness?"
"Can he buy you a computer?"
"You two should break up sooner rather than later, to avoid wasting each other's time."
"Don't you think so, Chen Qian?"
"Chen Qian, say something, Chen Qian..."
Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, I felt a mix of emotions.
"Chen Qian, are you listening?"
I hung up the phone, feeling conflicted.
I wanted to buy Chen Qian a good computer.
Not for any other reason, but to make her a little happier and help her study better.
I was changing for my girlfriend.
At that time, all her roommates had Apple computers, while she was still using an old one.
That computer was very slow; it took five minutes to boot up, and running large software was unimaginable.
I wanted to buy her a good computer so that she could use it smoothly and study comfortably.
But I didn't have the money.
I was a student from a poor background, living on just 1500 yuan, which included 1000 yuan from a student loan and 500 yuan in scholarships.
My girlfriend knew I was struggling, so she never brought up the topic of buying a computer.
She didn't want to put pressure on me.
But the more she didn't mention it, the worse I felt inside. I am a man; I should provide my girlfriend with a good life. So, I started trying various ways to make money. Writing scripts, shooting videos, working as a photographer... From 2015 to 2021, I changed jobs more than a dozen times. I earned my first pot of gold and achieved financial freedom. Now, I no longer worry about money. But I still remember that phone call, those harsh words. They pierced my heart like a thorn. I began working with Sister Ma in Ganzhou. During college, I was with my girlfriend, Chen Qian. At that time, I was very poor; I didn't even have money to buy her a computer.
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