Wang Zihao, who just graduated from college, encountered two things that made him particularly depressed today.

The first thing is that after the probation period, he was about to become a regular employee, but the company fired him because he was not qualified for the position!

Oh, you are not qualified for the position?

In the past three months, he had taught the boss's wife's niece who knew nothing, but the boss's wife turned around and fired him.

The second thing is that his girlfriend of three years dumped him today on the grounds that she was not good enough for him and he could find a better girl.

Good people are not rewarded?

In his previous life, after three years of hard work, Wang Zihao finally passed the civil service examination and was ready to start a new life, laughing at all the involutions and collapses.

But before he went to report it, he met two girls who accidentally fell into the water. Being a good swimmer, he thought it would be a piece of cake for him to rescue them.

He was exhausted after saving the first one without thinking.

When rescuing the second one, before he could swim back to the shore, he was entangled by the girl who was struggling...

I don’t know if the girl was saved later, but Wang Zihao was hopeless.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come into this world last night.

Originally, when the peak of his life was about to begin, it was very painful for Wang Zihao to come here for no reason.

Then he lost his job and lost his love. You can imagine the depression in his heart.

On the street, the sun is blazing, and the smell of summer is everywhere.

The girls all have long, white legs, and they are in full bloom. They are very eye-catching.

But after coming out of the hotel, Wang Zihao was in a state of despair and was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the street.

His heart is cold.

Sitting at the bus stop for a long time, Wang Zihao took out an unused box from his backpack and threw it into the trash can.

I won’t need it anymore.

Then, he walked forward in a daze, crossing the Juzizhou Bridge, passing through the Lushan Scenic Area, and passing by Taohualing Park...

As night fell, Wang Zihao got drunk alone in a small restaurant near Taohua Lake.

He didn't call his good buddies over. The real depression is that he has no desire to talk about it.

I can’t tell my good friends that I miss that world very much and don’t want to come here.

It was okay to let me have a good pregnancy, but it turned out that my parents were house slaves. I graduated from college and wanted to help, but I didn’t pass the probation period and was fired.

Later, I thought I could get some comfort from my girlfriend, but ended up being broken up with again.

The only good thing is that he doesn't have to pay for the room.

The table was filled with "Go to the End of the World", and the boss's daughter secretly looked at Wang Zihao, drinking one glass after another, trying to persuade him.

There are just too many cups.

"One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight."

"One cup to my hometown, one cup to the distance."

"One cup for tomorrow, one cup for the past."

"One cup for freedom, one cup for death."

Finally, after paying the bill, Wang Zihao swayed and left, humming an unknown tune.

"I left my hometown, thinking that freedom was far away and the future was at the end of the sky..."

With thousands of lights on, Wang Zihao staggered onto the Peach Blossom Lake Pedestrian Bridge.

The red wooden bridge stretches forward, with floor lamps opening the way, and Wang Zihao holds on to the railings.

Under the bridge, wild ducks are walking through the lotus leaves, and the ducklings are following behind the mother duck.

Climbing up the arch bridge, Wang Zihao saw a pretty girl playing the piano and singing beside the bridge.

In addition to the electronic keyboard she was playing, there was also a guitar standing next to her.

"I live in Peach Blossom Lake. I watch the morning sun in the morning and the clouds in the evening, year after year..."

The lyrics are not good. The person is wearing a veil. I don’t know how it looks, but the figure is very good-looking.

This reminded Wang Zihao of a new music teacher who came to the school in his last year of high school. She was a woman who had just graduated from college.

When she arrived, she won the title of goddess of Taohua Lake Middle School without any dispute.

All girls admire and admire her. Why can girls be so beautiful?

She has fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs, a charming face that is curved forward and backward, and has a concave and convex shape that makes a pretty lady.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Qianqian. I just graduated this year and I went to school early. I'm actually not much older than you. You can call me Sister Qianqian."

In front of Wang Zihao's eyes, Liu Qianqian's voice and smile appeared on the stage during his first music class in the senior year of high school. Her eyes were very pure, like a girl next door, pure, sweet and kind.

The girl beside the bridge has eyes very similar to the music teacher Liu Qianqian back then, very pure.

It’s just that the singing sounds like moaning for no reason, trying to express sadness.

I want to play sadness, but I can’t.

Wine strengthens a man's courage. In normal times, Wang Zihao would do more and do less.

Now, while the girl Fuqin finished singing a song and was adjusting her state, he said bluntly: "Miss, your singing skills are okay, but your singing skills are not good. It's noisy to my ears."

After saying that, he picked up the guitar next to the girl playing the piano.

"Why are you so incompetent, talking to a girl like this?" A passerby who had listened to the girl singing by the bridge for free for half the night stood up.

Immediately, several other young people who had no money to support him began to accuse Wang Zihao.

"You smell like alcohol, why don't you fall into the lake and drown?"

"I advise you to stop being troublesome. I like to listen to it. I have listened to it all night and I still haven't heard enough."

"If you are capable, sing it and see if we like it!"

Seeing her piano being robbed, the girl playing the piano felt as if she was at ease, and her eyes were still as pure as lake water.

Under the veil, she smiled and said nothing. She just stretched out her hand to stop the passers-by who had listened to her singing for free all night from continuing to attack Wang Zihao.

At night, there are not many singers performing on the street. In the small square opposite Taohua Lake, there are people singing every night.

Faintly, Wang Zihao heard the singing of the buskers in the small square.

He didn't pay attention to the accusations from those young people. Life was already so miserable anyway, and a few more injections wouldn't matter.

Looking around, the night breeze has already driven away the intense heat of the day.

On Peach Blossom Island, there are many silhouettes.

Unfortunately, the peach blossom season left with the spring breeze two months ago.

I remember that when the peach blossoms bloom every year, the island is covered in red makeup, with a touch of red, competing for bloom. It is very beautiful and attracts countless tourists.

Wang Zihao leaned against the railing and looked down at the strings. A man who wanted to pursue freedom and run into the distance finally ran out of that world and could never go back.

At this time, a microphone was placed on a stand and placed in front of Wang Zihao.

With the fragrance lingering in his nose, he looked up and saw a pair of pure eyes with a smile, as if to encourage him.

He thought again of the music teacher who was like a girl next door four years ago. She was the youth of everyone who met her.

We didn’t even speak a few words together, but even so, she made Wang Zihao’s summer full of memories.

"Under the warm sun, I greet the fragrance. Whose girl is it? I walk on that small bridge, and you play the piano and play sadness..." Wang Zihao sang in a low voice.

Suddenly.

Whether they are passers-by in a hurry or tourists taking a leisurely stroll, everyone stops.

The young men who had previously accused Wang Zihao all shut up.

Emma, ​​it sounds so good!

Under the veil, the girl by the bridge blinked her beautiful eyes.

The wind in the distance seems to have become spiritual, carrying stories, blowing from the lake and brushing against the ears.

"You said that no one is around and you are wandering alone."
Chapter completed!