Her Cultivation Diary

And upstairs in the building across, the three girls were more stable.

They tidied their things and inquired about the people in the nearby dorms. At this moment, the round-eyed little girl sat on the bed and suddenly slumped her shoulders.

After the commotion at the police station, the company still behaved impeccably, firing the person and compensating her. But while working, she had to listen to all sorts of nonsense, and the mental pressure was quite intense.

It was a good company; after the internship, one could earn nearly ten thousand yuan a month after becoming a regular employee. Although tiring, it was a job envied by everyone in today's environment.

But now...

After three months of paid leave, she wasn't even sure if she had the courage to return to work. Moreover, the person who was fired had connections in the company too; she feared being harassed again... and hesitated to move forward.

"Am I too weak..."

As she thought about it, her eyes turned red again.

She hadn't dared to tell her parents yet, and had told them she was here at Qiaoqiao's completing a big project, with paid leave now...

Another older girl went to tidy up in the bathroom, but came out in quite a good mood: "The scenery in these mountains is really nice, villages are indeed different."

"I can't stand the village back in my hometown."

This was clearly a story in itself, and the girl with red eyes looked up at her, full of curiosity. But the other waved the water droplets off her hands nonchalantly:

"Ugh, nothing much about my story, just that I'm thirty and haven't sold blood or kidneys for the family, and my gambling dog dad found the company from the village and made a scene, costing me my job."

She spread her hands: "I can't help losing my job, luckily I have some savings, and I'm stingy about spending money on traveling, now that inns and hotels are too expensive."

"Here at Qiaoqiao's I can get food and accommodation, and I'm used to living in dorms! I've been co-renting with others to save money anyway!"

So, she came.

Her words seemed to open a fortress wall, and the little girl beside her also shared her story, receiving a straightforward response:

"What's so weak about it? People generally don't like rummaging through trash heaps!"

"If you don't want to go to the company, then don't! At least your family supports you."

"Unlike me, who started working in a factory at sixteen, self-studied to get a pile of certificates, and for what use? My gambling dog dad, when lost in a gamble, would bring anyone to the company."

She bore no grudge against the company. The company was there to make money, while a group of gamblers with red eyes would stir things up every day. The police would take away one batch, and another batch would arrive...

Well, the company tolerated it for over a month, and they paid the salary nicely, which was good enough.

By comparison, the other more demure girl seemed to have fewer stories—

Not!

"I'm avoiding my boyfriend."

"I said from the start I wanted to pursue my Master's Degree, but since he couldn't get in, he went straight to work, and now blames me every day for not making money to share the burden."

"I suggested staying in the dorms while he could co-rent to save money, and he called me heartless."

"He even said that girls studying engineering are foolish."

"And then he said my Master's Degree is useless, that my high school entry score was lower than his, and the degree is useless, that I won't find a job in this field..."

"I said my professor assigned me several projects, and I'm doing well, then he got mad again. He didn't talk to me for a month."

"When I graduated with my Master's, I was studying for my PhD while working. He said the job my professor helped arrange was bad with low pay, and we couldn't afford to buy a house and strive together... he directly went to my boss to say I wanted to go home and have kids..."

Great.

The girl Ren Dan Ru Ju was calm and quiet, but the other two girls clenched their fists, as if they would happily give him a beating if the boyfriend were in front of them.

"You just endured it?!" both of them glared at her.

"No." The other maintained her cool demeanor, speaking in a tone without much inflection:

"I went to find his boss too, cried a little, and said it turns out the person he really likes looks like this, that's why he wouldn't marry me all these years and asked me to abort... And now, it's time to let go."

"I left for here the day I said that."

The two roommates: "..."

Finally, the little girl with sparkly round eyes softly asked, "May I boldly ask, was your boyfriend's boss male or female?"

The cool girl replied indifferently, "A six-foot-three guy, passionate about martial arts and happily married with a wife and daughter, crazily in love with his daughter."

"According to the rumors, my boyfriend would often insult him behind his back, and supposedly the guy had to deal with attention from attractive people, and being pushed to his limits, used his fists..."

She finished speaking, took a photo of the blue sky, white clouds, and mountains outside the window, and posted it on her social media—

[True love should not be hindered by gender, and I am just a bystander inadvertently hurt—Healing in progress, no interruptions] (Privacy setting: Visible to boyfriend's colleagues only)

She put away her phone, looking at her two roommates who were staring at her in shock, her previously calm expression now tinged with a trace of puzzlement:

"What kind of expressions are those?"

"Admiration, I guess..." the youngest girl sighed, then asked her, "So... what did you study?"

She replied casually, "Aerospace Engineering."

"!!!" The two across widened their eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Then... you lost your job..."

"I didn't." She took out a laptop and typed lightly, "My professor, oh now our project team leader, is also my boss."

"She said I was too tired from generating data before, gave me two months off, but told me I had to go out and relax. I saw that here you only need to work night shifts, which won't affect my daytime research, so I came."

Suddenly, the dorm room fell silent.

The two roommates stared at her as if they were looking at a classified document. They silently swore to never even approach her bed and certainly never touch the computer.

Yet, their secrecy mindset couldn't conquer their gossip mindset, and they hesitated to ask:

"What does Aerospace Engineering involve? Building airplanes?"

"Sort of, but I'm responsible for rockets."

"...Rockets... okay... Can you say that openly? Isn't it confidential?"

She was slightly taken aback, "I only said two words."

"Then... you even... rockets... you can... this hand picking vegetables..."

Her face blushed slightly, "I've picked them. Back in school, I sneaked a look at the neighboring Agricultural College's thesis... Stole both meat and vegetables."

It's hard to say, but at this moment, the other two had only one thought—nowadays, being Ren Dan Ru Ju is just a persona, isn't it.

And casually asked, "You're so outstanding, why did you choose someone like your boyfriend?"

Her ears turned red, her eyes dodging, yet what she said was straightforward: "He is... um... quite attentive. Even though he didn't talk to me for a month, he still did my laundry, cooked, and blew dry my hair."

Saying this, she really felt regretful: "You don't understand, good domestic help nowadays would never go on the market..."