Zhang Xiaoyuan is an ordinary worker. He and the female migrant worker Fang were introduced by others. Fang is a big spender. Being with her is nothing more than liking Fang's good looks. Fang resigned from his job after being with him. It is difficult for them to live on Zhang Xiaoyuan's meager salary, and even the rent is difficult to pay.

I haven't been paid for months. The tense days made Zhang Xiaoyuan feel depressed all day. In the evening, he lay in the bed of the rental house, thinking gloomily. This bed is for two. The room is not big, so this bed occupies most of the room. The upper berth is full of sundries, including a suitcase and several articles for daily use in snakeskin bags. Those daily necessities have been shelved because they have passed the use time, which has accumulated over time and become his heart disease.

Throw it away, or go back to your hometown and keep it for others? I can't bear to lose it anyway. There are several cheap plastic stools beside the bed, which are not dirty, and there is a desk that I picked up. There are naturally no books or even scraps of paper on the desk, only some cups, plates, dishes, bottles, toothbrushes, toothpaste and a mirror.