Chapter 1 - Preface to Say Something Unimportant
There are cracks in everything, and those are the cracks left for the light.
The wind blows through the river at night, and the banks have been made into a landmark landscape belt, full of colors and lively.
Yan Mo held a bottle of juice in his hand and leaned quietly on the railing on the shore, breathing in the cool air, looking at the crowd of people who came and went around him and had nothing to do with him.
Compared with the busyness and decision-making in the company during the day, at this moment, Yan Mo feels that he is living a good and real life, as if the scenes and levels set by the game program during the day are all scenes, and only this moment is the real self.
A few acquaintances often say that Yanmo lives in his own world, but so what? He earns money to support himself, does not gnaw at the old, does not rely on him, abides by the law, does not increase the burden on society, and does not cause harm to public safety.
Yan Mo is not a beauty at first sight, but it is better than durable: the standard height of 168, the gentleness of IKEA and IKEA, and the beauty is not aggressive. Ten years ago, he graduated from the city's No. 1 and the country's top nine art academies.
Two years after graduation, he ushered in his first marriage, which lasted for almost a year and ended in divorce. In the past two years, Yanmo has jumped to the current media advertising company, and has been diligently struggling on the verge of being driven crazy by Party A every day. Only at this moment after work does Yan Mo feel that he is not a certain character set in the game, but lives according to his own heart.
Watching the classmates and colleagues around me busy in the company, family, and children every day, I tortured the once vivid teenagers into puppets with no ideals, no thoughts, no complaints, and fixed procedures every day.
Yan Mo trembled from the bottom of his heart, I don't want to live like that, but my life doesn't seem to be much different, but I can listen to my inner voice when I don't work, and I don't have family pressure and relatives on holidays.
Yan Mo often thinks that he came to this world to experience calamities, and it would be good to return to the real world.
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Yan Mo straightened the long hair that was blown by the wind, took a sip of juice, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she is really old, since she is over 30 years old, looking at the young people around her who have various diseases, she does not dare to drink carbonated drinks, pay attention to healthy diet, exercise, but still can't resist the attack of various diseases, you must be careful and careful to ensure that you go to work without illness and pain, and earn a salary to support yourself.
Thinking of this, Yan Mo felt that it was already late, and it was time to go home and sleep for the sake of health. Luckily, the house is not far from the river, a 10-minute walk. Seeing that he was able to buy a small house in the downtown area after all these years of hard work, Yan Mo was still a little proud.
Although the house is a small one-bedroom hall, but the location is good, the environment is good, the high-end community, the quality of the population is not bad, by the way I bought an underground parking space, it is a small boutique with a full garage.