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Under the same roof, sharing a house without talking to each other

I saw News Brother’s article on June 2, which suddenly caused a stir. I planned to reply with a few sentences, but the article became longer and longer. Just moved here.

The following pictures are original pictures by News Brother, and the copyright belongs to him.

After reading this, those who passed by will be struck by certain points.

I have been living in Beijing for ten years and have rented together three times. The first time was in the East Second Ring Road. The rent was high. There were three apartments. All were of good quality and considered pretty good. One family is a female bank clerk who has just joined the society. The other family is from Beijing, which also works nearby, but her home is far away. Although the rent is 3,000 yuan, her parents still rent a place for her to rest and spend the night, but she rarely comes to stay. I go to work at 11 a.m. and get off work at 3 p.m., and rarely meet other people. On the second floor, the window faces north, and there is a wall 3 meters away from the window, which is four or five stories high. It was a beautiful day outside, but it was gloomy and dark inside the house, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

The second time I went to the North Third Ring Road, the house was completely separated, with three bedrooms and one living room. I lived in the second bedroom, which finally faced the southeast. The warm and soft sunshine was shining in the house, which made me feel so happy. However, the living room is divided into three rooms. It is dark inside. Each room is estimated to be less than 3 square meters and costs 400 a month. The quality of the staff is extremely poor. They are from the hotel and are poor students. There are often parties in the master bedroom, and they are in groups. It can accommodate up to 8 people. I saw a house with 18 people in the news. I was really surprised. When I got up in the morning, the bathroom and master bedroom were full of people coming and going. I felt scared. . The windows in the living room are sealed, and the people living there sometimes leave the door open, sitting on the edge of the bed, texting silently, and living in darkness. The compartment really feels like a coffin. The other boy in the second bedroom and I are a little more tidy, and we spontaneously take turns cleaning the bathroom every now and then. The other four households are just like living in a hotel and never share the responsibility. Later, when the lease was about to expire, we began to feel dissatisfied. We thought about how dirty you must be before we clean it, and I couldn't believe that you didn't take a shower or go to the toilet. I went outside if I could solve the problem outside. Later, even the lights were broken, and the toilets were so dirty that people were bathing in the dark and squatting in the toilets. I gave in and did one last cleaning, which had been neglected for two months. A square meter of toilet paper had been thrown on the floor. The water in the bathroom was 5 centimeters thick. The sewer was completely clogged and dirty. The boy who loves cleanliness later asked me if you clean the toilet. I said yes, and he said that I guessed that there was no one else, so you shouldn't care about them. Forget it, I'm not doing it for others. However, I escaped from there before it expired. At that time, Beijing started to control group rentals and no longer allowed such separation of houses. Fortunately, my personal safety was safe at that time. I still thank them.

I learned my lesson the third time, even if it is expensive, I still have to find a good house with high-quality tenants. So I rented a comfortable master bedroom next to the North Fifth Ring Road Company, with its own bathroom. When the door is closed, it feels like a small apartment. It's pretty good. The living room is very large, more than 40 square meters, with a separate bedroom. There is a male minimalist living there. Sometimes when I pass by and the door is open, I am always surprised. Have you moved? After walking further and seeing some objects, I realized, oh no, they are really minimalist. It feels like this guy only needs a plastic bag from the supermarket to move, but there are always takeout boxes left at the door for four or five days. There is a couple living next door to me, and they perform a small theater on time every night at 12 o'clock. I am very calm anyway, you do your thing, and I can fall asleep with the endless popping and ahhing sounds. Sometimes I go out of my way to Avoid and go to bed early. She and her boyfriend often quarreled, and then they stopped for a week or two and then found a new boyfriend. Not long after, the ex-boyfriend came to the door to make trouble, and the couple didn't know the end of their love. They were too frightened to express their feelings. Anyway, there was a lot of excitement and shouting inside and outside the door. Hey, really, the wall magically disappeared. How could it have such a high-definition resolution? I even wondered if I was sitting next to their bed and participating. The third room is on my right. It is smaller. There is a double bed and a desk in that room, and there is only room for opening the door. If you want to go in and sit down to eat, you have to climb up on the bed, close the door, pull out a chair and sit down. Facing the north, I don’t know how frustrating life is. The three of them took turns using the bathroom, and it was as if the girl had grown up in it. Many times I heard the boy in the living room knocking on the door to hurry up. Every time I thought about this, I felt lucky. Fortunately, I no longer had to clean up their garbage. There is no need to wait for the bathroom. Thinking of the previous shared apartment, I could solve it indoors and never go to the bathroom. There is also a 20-square-meter space in the living room that is used by everyone. I only park a bicycle and push it out to go to work every day. Then I discovered that a shoe rack appeared, a second shoe rack appeared, a large cardboard box for a Xiaomi TV, a canvas wardrobe, two or three, five suitcases, and the shoe boxes were piled as high as the table. Express delivery Boxes came one after another, and all kinds of daily necessities began to be placed outside without restraint. The twenty-square-meter living room was crowded into a corridor, and even the shoe racks were buried. If the boy in the living room opens the door and mops the floor of his room at this time, he will see an empty floor, a small coffee table, and a stool that is simply pleasing to the eye. Every morning when I push the car out of the door, I am afraid of knocking something over. When I park my car after work, I always push the faucet in again and again, fearing that it is too narrow and will scratch others when passing by. People don’t communicate with each other, they don’t talk, they don’t say hello, and if something breaks, they call Ziroom to fix it. When there is a power outage, a screenshot of the electricity bill is sent to the group, and everyone pays the electricity bill voluntarily, and then quietly waits in the room for the electricity to come. People live silently and move silently.

My window has an iron guardrail. I don’t know why the guardrail was installed.

I often sit on the bay window and look at the sky above the building through the railings. In winter, I look at the dead trees and the warm sun under the heater. In summer, I listen to the croaking of frogs, birds, and insects. Every time I forget to close the window, the white window sill will be buried in dust. I have to ride a kilometer every time I go to the supermarket and hairdresser's shop. There is a morning market next to it, but I never make it there, so I can't even talk about cooking. There is a house on the first floor, which is half a tuck shop and half a small market. For dinner, I buy some tomatoes and cabbage to cook instant noodles, or quick-frozen dumplings. Sometimes it is Shaxian snacks from the opposite community. I take them back and eat them while watching the show. Later I come out. There is a small stall selling dumplings. I got upset the first time I ate them, but I still bought them again and again because I got tired of eating those three kinds, and the Northeastern dumplings are really delicious. There is a gym in the neighborhood next door, and I was encouraged by a few colleagues to apply for a membership card. However, within three months, all my colleagues had resigned, and I was left soaking in the swimming pool, secretly counting the number of times I had gone back and forth.

Borrowing or returning things from friends on the South Fourth Ring Road are all done by courier. We also make appointments for meals in the middle. Everyone comes from the North Fifth Ring Road, the East Fifth Ring Road, and the South Fourth Ring Road. As time goes by, we meet less and less, and our feelings gradually fade away.

I was quite popular among colleagues and friends, but I couldn’t stand the thought that they were all married and I couldn’t bear to disturb others all the time, so I silently left Beijing. Maybe I would have stayed one more year without that row of iron bars.

I really didn’t feel anything when I left, but now if you dare to order Beijing Beijing in the KTV, I will burst into tears for you. Hey, it’s true, laugh here and cry here. Scenes from the past, the roads we have walked, the billboards we have seen, the overpasses we have passed, the nights we have played, the money we have made, the hearts we have broken.

When I came, I had nothing. When I left, I had 300,000 yuan in my arms, my belongings shipped back with a 1,000 yuan express fee, and my mature self. If this is life...well, maybe this is life.