The neon days, at work, in the crisp autumn afternoon, on the way to work, going to work, getting off work, going to class, getting out of class, the day seems to be so busy, this is what Han Bin's life is like now.

Every day he sends the exact same message, "Don't ask me what I'm doing, I'm either in class, or at work, or on my way to and from work." ”

He was at work on weekends, and he had to rush to work after class every day, and in order to live, in order not to ask his parents to speak, he did it.

He heard many people's doubts and many people's disapproval, but finally found a direction in his heart and determined how he should go on.

Tranquility has just gotten off work, a little idle alone, and now only Han Chen has time on weekends, Han Bin in the first half of the year, Lin Jiajia has no contacts, Xia Qing is studying hard, preparing for the graduate school entrance examination after graduating from university, it seems that everyone has their own things to do.

The days always tell us some of the true meaning of life, maybe it is not difficult, it is not easy, day by day we are living as others expect, like a pirated version of ourselves, or a song that has been covered, losing its original taste and appearance.

When we can't find the direction, when we hear questions and attacks, don't look back, don't answer, stick to our original heart, work hard to move forward, and take big steps.

She was lying on the bed looking at some useful and useless books, and it was slowly already in the afternoon, and the autumn sunset reflected half of the blue sky, she was so dazzling, so intoxicating.

The phone in her bag rang happily, and she was holding it while wondering who would call me.

Seeing the two words Han Chen displayed on the screen, he was silently happy in his heart, and couldn't wait to press the answer button.

"Hehehe" Xia Qing's fake smile came from the phone, and she also said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you may have made the wrong call, I don't know such a terrifying person, your laughter is simply raping my ears." ”

"Let's get down to business, let's go to Han Bin," she muttered.

"But isn't Han Bin at work?" she asked rhetorically, a little confused. Thinking silently in my heart, I knew that Xia Qing had nothing good, and he was embarrassed to go to Han Bin alone, so he pulled me and Han Chen as cushions.

"Let's see you at the bar at 8 o'clock," she said mischievously and hung up the phone.

Tranquility didn't seem to have eased up, and she was stunned for a while with her phone before she started, then put her phone in her bag, carried her backpack, and walked towards their agreed place in the setting sun.

Han Bin works as a waiter in a small bar every day after class, and he is busy until the early hours of the morning, sometimes even all night.

As promised, as soon as she got out of the car, she saw Han Chen standing at the door waiting for her from a distance, he was listening to something with his hands in his trouser pockets, with headphones, standing there coolly.

She looked around for a while, but she didn't see any trace of Xia Qing, she quietly detoured behind Han Chen, trying to see if she could scare him, but the result seemed to make her a little disappointed, she didn't scare him, but turned around and pulled her to the bar with a calm face.

Xia Qing had already sat down by the window, and when she saw Ning Ning and Han Chen's arrival, she stood up happily and kept waving at them.

Loud music, dreamy lights, rising smoke, people mixed with all kinds of emotions and sorrows, are all intoxicated by this diffuse light, I don't know if it is an escape or an indulgence.

The air was filled with the smell of talking alcohol, and there was a lonely woman sitting in the corner, the red wine glass in front of her was empty, and perhaps she didn't know who to pour out her anguish to at the moment.

Xia Qing seemed to be very excited, constantly humming a song, every time she saw Han Bin passing by her, she kept waving to him and shouting: "Waiter, Waiter, Waiter" Han Bin always looked at her with a blank of eyes.

Tranquility suddenly thought that when she saw Han Bin driving a car, her refreshing and sunny appearance was now a little more mature on this sunny and refreshing face.

From a carefree rich second generation to now this young man who relies on himself for food, clothing, housing and transportation, from which clothes to reach out and food to open his mouth, to now everything has to be done by himself, for this growth, what has been lost in these years, maybe only he can best understand it.