While we were strolling around and discussing where to go, it was already getting dark and the night was falling.

The cars in front of me were speeding by, and at some point, the roadside lights all turned on, illuminating the road.

Under the orange light, the road also showed its soft side, turning into a warm color, with a little brown, a little yellow, and a little golden luster.

The night's twilight completely enveloped this small and not too prosperous maturity, and only the mist-like black and orange lights shone in the eyes.

"No, I'm hungry, I need to eat something first!" Tranquility muttered.

Lin Jiajia and Xia Qing came to her after eating, so they didn't have the desire to eat at the moment.

"Be hungry first, or you won't be able to eat again if we have supper." Xia Qing said with a smile.

"No, I'm going to eat some first, I can't grieve my own stomach. Saying that, she went to buy two buns herself, and ate them as she walked.

Passing by the clothes store on the street, Xia Qing looked at it again and again, wanted to go in and retreated, and muttered: "It seems to be buying clothes, but there are already a lot of clothes in the closet, so don't go shopping, otherwise the life coins will disappear again." ”

"Let's go to the Grand Cross! When we're tired of shopping, we can have supper on Park North Road, go to my house and sleep after eating, and we'll get up early to go to work together tomorrow, how about it?" Xia Qing looked at the two of them and said.

"Going to work?" Tranquility looked at them in surprise.

"Yes, go to work?" Xia Qing said that he would take me to hand out flyers and experience life. Lin Jiajia looked at her and replied with a smile.

She just said with a smile: "Hehehehe, do you want to distribute leaflets or sell leaflets?" If you really want to distribute them, you have to send them seriously, after all, why do you have to get the right salary?

"Ah, selling flyers?" Lin Jiajia looked at her with wide eyes.

"Oh, the heroes don't mention the back of the year, it's all in the past tense, our forward-looking. Xia Qing didn't let Tranquility say anything.

Pulling them to solicit the taxi on the side of the road, under her dancing swagger, a green and yellow taxi stopped in front of them, Xia Qing took the first step to sit in the front position, and the master also smiled and joked that the people who sat in front were paying the money.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped under the overpass of the Grand Cross, the neon lights flashed non-stop, the streets were full of people, and there were four-wheeled vehicles shuttling at this intersection.

Walking to the overpass, it was crowded with people filling the entire overpass.

"Don't you need money to buy things today? Why are so many people shopping? Tranquility began to complain a little.

Xia Qing involuntarily walked into Ayilian's clothing store, she took a piece of clothing and asked, "Tranquility, do you look beautiful?"

Tranquility also followed, feeling that he had never bought clothes in such a store, so he didn't know how to evaluate whether it looked good or not, and he was silent and didn't answer.

She was better than going for a while, and went directly to the cashier to pay, wrapped up and left.

Walking across both sides of the overpass of the Grand Cross, on one side is the Parkson Building, on the other side is the Xingli Department Store, Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia have bought a lot of things, either clothes or small videos, hairpins and other large bags and small bags.

When passing by a jewelry store, he had to go in and look at the studs, not knowing where the interest came from, and he grabbed the boss to pierce Tranquility's ears.

Tranquility, who was afraid of pain, struggled for a long time but was pulled in by the dead pull, and under the attack of Lin Jiajia and Xia Qing, he still did not escape the magic grasp of being pierced by his ears.

The boss kept saying, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's over in one go." ”

Xia Qing also pointed to her own ears and said, "It really doesn't hurt, you see a few of my ears, it doesn't hurt at all." ”

As the boss was holding the tool, I heard a small sound, which felt like being stung by an ant, and the ear piercing was opened.

After the piercing, Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia began to choose a variety of the same style, each with a separate belt, Xia Qing said that the two pierced ears with different styles of earrings can reflect our differences.

It's getting late, and the people on the overpass are noticeably sparser than before, and the walk is less crowded, and some of the shops are already cleaning and preparing to close.

"We can go eat now, right?" Tranquility asked, looking at the two of them.

Lin Jiajia nodded and didn't speak, Xia Qing pulled the two of them and said, "Let's go, let's go, eat and drink enough, nourish your spirit, and send leaflets tomorrow to earn living expenses." ”

Her voice, a little louder, attracted a lot of attention from the surroundings, and some people always looked at her with a strange and sarcastic look.

Maybe others watched her buy so many things and carry them, and they would say that she sent flyers to earn living expenses, what was wrong.

Lin Jiajia and Ning Jing smiled secretly, turned around and walked towards the stone stairs of the overpass, and said in unison: "Stay away from her, so as not to treat others as monsters." ”

The three of them ran wildly in this moonlit night, as if the pedestrians around them were just their foils, and everything was so beautiful.

Running to the Grand Cross Square, running in the city at night, standing in the hustle and bustle of the Grand Cross Square, the blooming neon lights, weaving the beauty of the night, erasing the dim colors in the heart, the men and women in the square leisurely strolling in this lamplight, gently blowing the breeze, as if listening to the deepest part of people's hearts, accustomed to seeing the vague colors in front of them, the colors slowly flowing in their minds.

The three of them slowly walked through the endless flow of people, slowly passed through the street intersection of the intersection, and came to the noisy and noisy night market.

Tranquility has heard of the night market here for a long time, but has never been there, and the street lights hanging on the night market are quietly on. The charcoal fire in the barbecue oven is already blazing, the refrigerators of different heights on the steps are filled with various drinks and beverages, and the waiters are also shuttling between the guests at each table, serving them warmly.

"What are we eating?" Xia Qing asked suddenly.

"It's a hot pot, it looks delicious," Lin Jiajia said as she walked towards the place where the pot was cooked.

As soon as he sat down, the waiter greeted him warmly, Xia Qing sat down like a big boy, and said loudly: "Barbecue boss, bring me a few skewers of barbecue." ”

After doing the math, he said to the owner of the pan shop, "We want a beer." ”

"One piece?" Tranquility and Xia Qing both replied in unison, Tranquility still cocked her mouth, her eyes widened, and she made a very funny expression.

"Oh, don't stare at me, I know you have big eyes. Xia Qing replied loudly.

"Eun, I'm obedient, don't speak, anyway, whoever orders it eats it, I'll eat some onions, shredded potatoes, and rice tofu、...... It's good to eat it in a stir-fried pot. After saying that, Tranquility also made a scissor hand at her and shook it in front of her, and her expression of victory was happy for her.

Lin Jiajia grabbed Ningjing's arm, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said with a smile: "I agree with Jingjing's statement, whoever orders it drinks." ”

"Okay, don't say I know you two, I'll drink it myself. "Proud, cute and funny.

The night market seems to be like another level in the city, where there are not only groups of people, but also groups of three or five, and there is rarely a scene where one person comes alone, they are all drinking wine, chatting about life, talking about the future, maybe this is another way of life.

Sometimes, what is funny is not the traffic lights at the intersection, nor the timing, but back and forth, repeating those countless entanglements and hesitations.