Just went downstairs to pick up a package and saw a man squatting by the roadside crying, crying very miserably.



My heart softened, and I handed him a tissue: Brother, what's wrong?

He looked up and wiped his face: My girlfriend ran off with someone, I have nothing now.

I sighed: It's okay, everything will pass, being alive is the most important thing.

He nodded, dried his tears, and drove away in the Bentley next to him.

I stood there, looking at the Pinduoduo package in my hand, and suddenly felt that maybe I should be the one crying.
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