I tried to welcome the morning sun in Beijing in this way. Anyway, I was sluggish on the bed with my tired soul when I went back. It was better to do this. Squat under the dim street lights, loneliness and shadows accompanied me occasionally, and there were mosquitoes to prove that my blood was sweet and delicious. At least in this way, I still knew that I was alive, right?

I took the cigarette back from Wang Yuxuan, but she didn't stop it, or forgot the condition I promised her. When I opened the cigarette box, I only had three cigarettes. They had to accompany me from three in the morning to five in the morning.

With a long sigh, I took out a piece of smoke and lit it at the corner of my mouth. The faint smoke was so illusory under the street lights. It seemed to tell me that this world is illusory and impermanence. It is the best way of life that is suitable for me if I have wine and drunk today. However, when I inhale the second cigarette, I will deny that view.

Born as a human being, you always have to leave something for this world to prove that you have existed. At least, you must love with your heart and find a woman who can help you to live with you until you grow old, otherwise, that lonely guy will definitely swallow what I have. Anyone is afraid of it, not to mention that I am a plain person.

I raised my head slightly and began to look directly at the street lights that were illuminating this night. There were many flying insects gathered below it. They surrounded it and stuck on it tirelessly, perhaps to feel the brief warmth, or perhaps to leave some traces to prove to the world that they have been here.

How similar am I to these flying insects?

For the inexplicable little ambition in my heart, I rushed to the city of Beijing. I worked tirelessly every day, trying to find more possibilities about life. As for the result, I just left a single wound. Then I licked the wound alone on such a night, relying on a few cigarettes, a not-so-long night, waiting for its healing. Finally, in the morning of the next day, I patted the dust on my body and set off on the road again.

Fortunately, I still have Zhang Yao. Perhaps, she is the only excuse for me to persevere here.

I took a heavy sip until the cigarette was two-thirds of the time. The fishy and spicy nicotine, which had changed its taste, was in my body recklessly, and it made me confused and confused.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The WeChat prompt sound rang at this time. I was very curious. Who would think of Wang Yuxuan at this time? It is very likely that among the people I know, she is the one who plays the most unreasonable.

I shook my head and took out my phone from my pocket with a smile. However, when I saw the prompt message on the screen, my smile immediately frozen and then dissipated.

Zhang Yao.

Her name, my thoughts.

I can't think of why she gave me a message. Logically speaking, she drank a lot of wine tonight and should be immersed in her dreams now, rather than having time to give me a message.

Do you want to explain something? Or did she think of me on the night after getting drunk?

In confusion, I felt a little more contented. It seemed that she still treated me as her lover. She took a deep breath and entered my birthday and unlocked it.

"Are you asleep?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Sorry, it may have disturbed you."

Three in a row, I could clearly feel her hesitation and anxiety. This woman, to some extent, is used to hiding her worries like me.

I first typed a line of words on the screen and told her that I was not sleeping. That night, like her, I lost sleep.

But after thinking about it, I deleted the words and sentenced them, directly logged out of WeChat, clicked out of the address book, and dialed her phone number.

"Doudu"
Chapter completed!