In the early morning, the sky outside is drizzling, the new leaves that have just emerged in May are baptized by this spring rain, as if they are so active, the leaves keep drifting with the breeze, and the crowd on the road is holding umbrellas, hurriedly walking on the road to chase dreams.

Han Bin sat in front of the window of the living room, looking at the bustling crowd outside, he should be asleep on the bed at this point, but I don't know why he has insomnia tonight, he can't sleep, the mobile phone keeps turning in circles in his hand, but he is thinking about other things in his heart.

A person has a good idea of his thinking in his head, as if he has done something wrong but it doesn't seem to be wrong.

In the past half a month, Ning Ning ignored him, Xia Qing didn't pay attention to him, he had been busy and didn't seem to care so much, but when he suddenly calmed down, he realized that a lonely person seemed to be missing something.

He stood up and looked at the crowd of people outside who were vaguely hurrying, and the leaves fluttering in the wind, as if everything had been so quiet, but the people had changed.

He took his mobile phone and dialed the quiet phone, this person who has not heard from him for a long time, but he has been thinking about it, seeing that she had to give him a text message, clearly saying that they should not be contacted in the future, and they are all right!

Although I have read this text message over and over again, it is not as unforgettable as it is at this moment.

When one is quiet, one becomes vulnerable, feels lonely, and has no sense of security, which seems to be a common problem for everyone, even if he is a child for a day.

The spring rain outside was still rustling, and he stared intently out the window, as if he didn't know what he was thinking.

The mobile phone that had not been greeted by an old friend for a long time suddenly rang, and he held a string of unfamiliar numbers, "139XXXXXX" He looked at the phone while reading in pieces, and waited until the words in his mouth were finished before slowly pressing the answer button.

"Hey, that one?"

He still has a cheerful tone, and he doesn't seem to be very happy to answer the call at all.

"I'm Han Chen, haven't you gotten up yet?"

Han Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone, he seemed to be a little surprised, and suddenly walked to the sofa from the window, slumped on the sofa with the appearance of a lazy sheep, and put his feet on the tea machine on the side, looking at the whole house, it didn't look like home, the ashtray on the tea machine was full of cigarette butts, and there were two empty wine bottles after drinking.

He didn't seem to make himself happy when he hung up the phone, everything was so quiet sitting on the sofa, and his mind didn't know what was going on.

He picked up the remote control board on the table, turned on the TV that had not been turned on for a long time, it was already covered with a thin layer of dust, he took the remote control and pressed it around, and suddenly decided to press the red button again, because the picture in the TV makes people not feel direct, and every channel is a bloody picture of the Wenchuan earthquake.

He took his mobile phone and dialed the phone number that he hadn't called for a long time, but the voice that came from him was, "The phone you dialed is empty, please check and dial." He looked at the phone number on his phone repeatedly, and made sure that it was not wrong, the only thing that made him more certain was that Tranquility had changed his phone number.

An inexplicable sense of loss was cold from head to toe, which he had never felt before, but it was so clear at this moment.

"Hey, the 'people' who don't understand more and more"

He sighed inexplicably, as if everyone in this world was confused, and he was the only one who woke up.