Waking up late at night, I happened to come across a scandal of infidelity on a friend’s Moments: it’s nothing more than those ridiculously cliché things—talking to several people at once, then one of them finds out and posts chat screenshots, hotel booking records, takeout orders...

From high school, college, to the workplace, these absurd dramas seem to replay over and over in front of my eyes. Roommates, classmates, colleagues, leaders... some I saw with my own eyes, others I learned about through others. Behind the glamorous facade, all I see are hypocritical appearances and dark hearts.

After being in this industry for a long time, I’ve seen far worse than infidelity, and my sense of morality keeps lowering. If friends see my lament, they probably would only ask: “What are you rambling about? Did you make any money?”

Yeah, I haven’t made any money yet, and it seems I don’t even have the right to point fingers in this world driven by greed and desire.

(Related images and text, the protagonist still kept a code)