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Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

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Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

I'm Li Ting, a 30-year-old white-collar worker. I live in an old apartment building with all kinds of people. My mom is a cheerful and enthusiastic person who always takes care of me. Dad was a taciturn man, but he always cared about me. Although our family of three is not wealthy, our life is quite happy. That year, though, everything changed.

That year, I had just fallen out of love and was in a very bad mood. Every day at work is like walking in the clouds, and it feels like the world has become gray. When I got home, I always hid in my room silently by myself, immersed in my own grief. Mom and Dad saw it and felt sad, but they didn't know how to comfort me.

Just then, a mysterious woman moved upstairs. I heard that she was a 35-year-old single woman who had never spoken to anyone. She always hurried by with her head down, as if there was no one else in the world but herself. Some people say she's a psychopath, some say she's a witch, and some people say she's withdrawn because she's out of love. Regardless, her presence brought a strange aura to the entire building.

I developed a strong interest in her and looked forward to seeing her every day. But she always seemed to avoid contact with people, and every time I happened to meet her, she would rush to avoid my gaze. I began to wonder if she was hostile to me, but I felt that I was just an ordinary passer-by, and I didn't deserve her attention.

In the summer of that year, the mysterious 35-year-old woman upstairs became a worry that I couldn't get rid of. Every night, I always lie in bed thinking about her and thinking about her story. I longed to learn about her past, her pain, her dreams. I even began to think that maybe she and I had some kind of resonance because we had both experienced the pain of falling out of love.

I tried to talk to her, trying to understand her inner world. But every time I saw her, she hurried away from my sight like a frightened fawn. I was frustrated, but at the same time more obsessed with getting to know her.

One day, I ran into her at the commissary downstairs. She was holding a bag of groceries in her hand, and there was a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in her eyes. I immediately walked over to her, intending to say a few words to her, but she quickly dodged away.

"Hi, there. I'm Li Ting, and I live in that apartment downstairs from you. "I tried to break the ice in the most friendly tone possible.

She stopped and looked up at me with a hint of surprise and confusion in her eyes. Her eyes are deep and dark, as if they are hiding endless secrets.

"You...... Who are you? Her voice trembled a little, and she seemed to rarely communicate with people.

Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

"I'm the neighbor who lives downstairs from you. I've always wondered who you are and why you're always so mysterious. I'd like to talk to you if you don't mind. "I'm trying to make myself sound kinder and warmer.

She was silent for a moment, as if pondering my words. Eventually, she nodded her head and agreed to talk to me.

We walked to a small café nearby and sat in the corner. I introduced myself to her and asked her some questions, but she was always evasive and reluctant to talk more about herself. I was a little disappointed, but I could understand her reluctance.

"Why are you always so withdrawn? What is it about you that makes you so closed yourself? I tried to ask her in the softest tone possible.

She was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer my question. Eventually, she whispered, "I don't want to talk about my past anymore." Those things are in the past for me, I just want to live my life well and never look back. "

I watched the pain and sorrow glint in her eyes, and a wave of sympathy welled up in my heart. Perhaps, her past is full of unbearable memories, which makes her choose to escape and close. I didn't want to force her to say something she didn't want to mention, so I changed the subject and tried to lighten the mood.

We chatted for a long time until the waiter at the café reminded us that we were closed. The moment I left the café, I felt a certain loneliness and emptiness in my heart be filled. Perhaps, she and I can establish a special connection, a relationship of understanding and companionship.

The conversation between me and the mysterious woman upstairs became my daily routine, and every day after work, I would meet her and chat for a while. She didn't say much, but I could feel the loneliness and pain in her heart. I don't know her name, I don't know her story, but I'm willing to accompany her and listen to her.

One day, I noticed a touch of tenderness and gratitude in her eyes. We walked in the small garden downstairs and enjoyed the cool breeze blowing. She stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at me with an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

"Thank you, Li Ting. You are the first and only friend I have ever met in this city. "

I was so struck by her sudden emotion that I didn't know how to respond. I just silently took her hand and gave her a silent support and comfort.

"You don't have to thank me. We all need friends, and I'm glad to be able to meet you. I tried to answer her in the gentlest tone possible.

Since then, our relationship has become more intimate. She began to open up to me and share her past and inner pain. I'm not a good listener, but I try to understand her and give her the support I can.

In my relationship with her, I also gradually came out of the shadow of broken love. Her presence made me feel the beauty of life and rekindled my hope for the future. I began to re-examine my life and look for my own happiness.

However, just when I thought everything was going to be rosy, an unexpected piece of news shattered my illusions. I got a strange phone call telling me that my dad had been in a car accident and needed to get home immediately.

I was so anxious that I quickly told the woman upstairs, and she also rushed home with me. On the way, I kept praying that my dad wasn't hurt too much and that he was safe.

Finally, we arrived at the hospital. The doctor told me that my father's injuries were serious and that he needed surgery. My heart was like a knife, and I was in agony. The woman upstairs stood silently beside me, giving me silent support and comfort.

Dad's surgery went well, but he needed to recuperate in the hospital for a while. I stayed at his bedside all night, refusing to leave even a step. The woman upstairs was also always there for me, giving me endless support and encouragement.

Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

"Li Ting, you have to be strong, your father will be fine." She comforted me softly, a determined glint in her eyes.

I nodded, trying my best to keep myself calm. I knew I couldn't break down at this time, I had to be strong and give my dad courage and hope.

A few days later, Dad was finally discharged from the hospital. Although he still needs to continue his recovery, at least he is out of danger. I felt extremely blessed and grateful, and I decided to take good care of my dad and let him recover as soon as possible.

When I got home, I started cooking a variety of nutritious meals for my dad, hoping to strengthen his physical fitness through delicious food. The woman upstairs also often came to help and gave me all kinds of advice and assistance.

"Li Ting, you are working too hard, let me help you take care of your father together." She always cared about me and my family and made me feel a sense of warmth and comfort.

I gratefully accepted her help and felt lucky to have such a good neighbor. With her help, Dad's health gradually improved, and his spirit became better and better. I feel extremely relieved that my efforts have not been in vain.

However, just when I thought everything was going to be okay, an unexpected piece of news broke my peace again. I received a notice of dismissal from the company due to the company's poor performance and the need for layoffs.

I was shocked and helpless and didn't know what to do. I am alone with the burden of the family, and I need to bear my father's medical expenses and living expenses. Now that I've lost my job, I feel like my future is dark.

I felt so anxious and hopeless that I didn't know who to turn to. The woman upstairs saw my predicament, took the initiative to come up to me, and asked me about my situation with concern.

Microfiction: That year, the 35-year-old mysterious woman upstairs (1)

"Li Ting, what's wrong with you? Something doesn't look right. Her voice was full of worry and concern.

I tried my best to calm myself down and confided in her about my predicament. I told her that I had lost my job and that my family's financial situation had become very difficult and that I didn't know what to do.

She was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how she could help me. In the end, she said softly: "Li Ting, you don't have to worry, I will help you." Let's figure it out together, and we'll definitely find a solution. "

Hearing her words, I felt an inexplicable warmth and hope. Perhaps, I am not alone, and with her company and support, I will be able to get through the current predicament.

So, we started talking about solutions. She came up with some entrepreneurial ideas that she hoped would help me get back to a job or start my own business. I gratefully accepted her advice and decided to take action and stop dwelling on my predicament.

After some hard work, we eventually found a small company that was willing to hire me to work for them. Although the salary is not high, at least it can barely support the family. I feel extremely relieved and grateful, and I feel that I finally have a glimmer of hope.

In the days that followed, I worked hard, lived hard, and no longer allowed myself to sink into despair. The woman upstairs was also always there for me, giving me endless support and encouragement. Our relationship became closer and we became best friends with each other.

Although there will still be difficulties and challenges in life, I believe that as long as we support each other, everything will be better. I want to thank the woman upstairs for giving me the courage and hope to regain the courage to live my life.

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