In the alleys of Yangcheng in late summer and early autumn, the sultry air seems to have stagnated in the compact and dense handshake buildings, accompanied by the creaking sound of the air conditioner, urging pedestrians to go home.

Of course, the night food stall in front of the alley is still very lively, except for some migrant workers living in the urban village behind who are masturbating, drinking, and bragging, there is also a table of college students who have already drunk and looked excited.

"Come on, come on, Yanzi, I'll blow another bottle with you. A boy with a northern accent picked up a bottle of beer and shouted shoulder to shoulder with the handsome, scholarly boy sitting next to him.

"Uh, no...... No, old Lei, I'm ...... I'm kind of ...... Hold on, I'll drink it later......" The boy with a scholarly temperament looked at the wine bottle pushed over by a grinning girl next to him in embarrassment, first hiccuped, and then said with a big tongue.

He can't drink enough, and he can't compare with Lao Lei, a typical northern man.

"Yanzi, look at our sister Shi Yun, and sister Jiu'er, right? They haven't drunk less, right? You just drank so much and said no, what do the students think of you?" said Lao Lei teasingly.

However, after all, he is his buddy, and he is not an enemy of life and death, Lao Lei just teased, and did not force him, but he was addicted to alcohol, put aside his words, and took a big sip by himself, and when he wiped his mouth, he put down a half-empty wine bottle.

"No...... It's not that it doesn't work, I mean take a break and then drink it. After all, the boy with the temperament of a scholar is also a young man, and he can't stand the agitation, so he scratched his head and grabbed the wine bottle and hesitated.

"Since it's okay, let's drink, Yang Yan, you are the MVP today, and the whole Internet café is sniping with one shot, we can't win without you!" A tall and skinny boy sitting opposite laughed and coaxed, "How can MVP not drink?"

The two girls who accompanied them to the Internet café competition were a little too excited because they drank some wine, especially the girl named Shi Yun who was sitting next to Yang Yan, she clapped her hands and giggled and coaxed: "Brother Yanzi, drink, drink, drink!"

"Lunch box, you pit your teammates!" Yang Yan smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to point at the tall and thin boy.

His head is also a little confused now, in the joy of winning the game today, under the urging of the girls' Qingyue voices, in the sneaking of hormones, Yang Yan simply threw away the worry of getting drunk, stood up, held the wine bottle, and shouted heroically: "Okay, I'll drink!"

"Okay!" everyone cheered, and even Jiu'er, who was a little shy, smiled and clapped her hands.

"Yanzi man!" Lao Lei gave a thumbs up, he also reopened a bottle of beer, and touched it with Yang Yan, "Come, brother will drink with you!"

"Brother Yanzi is mighty and domineering!" Shi Yun looked at Yang Yan, her eyes bloomed with wonderful light, she cheered while raising her two arms excitedly, and the two majestic peaks shook slightly, so that the other boys at the table couldn't help but look straight at them.

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At the same time, in another corner of Yangcheng, on the dilapidated dormitory building of Xinfeng Garment Factory, several female workers were leaning on the railing, smiling and pointing at a few male workers from the electronics factory passing by.

But in the same building, in a closed dormitory, a thin, haggard woman was sobbing with a crumpled photograph of a plainly dressed working man and woman, the man had been scratched by his fingernails, and the woman could still see a trace of innocence and beauty in the creases.

Beside her, a baby was lying in a dirty quilt, grunting softly with hunger, and her little feet moving weakly.

However, the woman did not react at all, she was immersed in her own sadness, and occasionally when she raised her head, a trace of struggle flashed on her pale face.

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As the night deepened, there were a lot fewer pedestrians passing by the alley, and all that was left were the white-collar workers who dragged their tired bodies and well-dressed overtime and returned late, shaking hands and silently lighting up a few more windows.

At the supper stall, the students were almost drunk, and the red-faced Lao Lei raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said, "It's not early, let's drink here today! If you go back later, the dormitory will be closed." ”

After all, they are all students, and the dormitory building of the school still closes at half past eleven, and if you don't go back, you will have to sleep on the street tonight. Under Lao Lei's appeal, everyone stood up one after another and continued to chat with a smile.

"Pretty girl, pay the bill!" Lao Lei said in Cantonese, he took out his thick wallet, and waved to the waiter who was busy walking around.

A boy with a round face and a somewhat round figure shyly glanced at Shi Yun, who was stretching his waist and laughing with another girl, and her bulging breasts, and moved his steps to come over here, but he didn't go to Shi Yun, he looked at Shi Yun with the corner of his eye, and reached out to pat Yang Yan's shoulder, who was still holding his chin on the table in a daze, and whispered: "Yanzi, let's go back!"

Yang Yan's body shook, and at the moment when his head slipped off his palm, he regained his senses with an unbalanced reflex, and reluctantly straightened himself, his eyes looked ahead a little confused, and he said with a big tongue: "What, what......"

Shi Yun leaned over funny, she leaned down, leaned over to Yang Yan's head, and said loudly: "Brother Yanzi, we are going back!"

Shi Yun's hair spilled, and a faint fragrance hit, the drunken Yang Yan didn't react, but the boy who was a little round and a little round was close to him suddenly blushed, he shrank his head back embarrassedly, but his eyes couldn't help but stick to Shi Yun's tightly wrapped chest.

Fortunately, everyone was a little drunk, and his blush was not noticed.

Lao Lei came back from paying the bill, and when he saw Yang Yan still sitting there in a daze, he asked with a smile: "Yanzi, are you okay? If you are going to get drunk, I will help you go back with Jiang Yuan." ”

Jiang Yuan, who was a little round, nodded hurriedly, he reached out to support Yang Yan, and said, "Yanzi, I'll help you!"

Yang Yan was still a little confused, he shook his head reluctantly, to make himself sober, his two eyes were like cross-eyed, he focused hard, and looked at Jiang Yuan's big round face next to him.

I saw Yang Yan staggering to his feet, patting him, and pushing Jiang Yuan's hand away, he propped up the table, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and smirked: "No...... No, I'm not drunk......! Can you still ...... Drink!"

"Look!" he staggered two steps to show that he wasn't drunk.

"Then let's go! Jiang Yuan, you look at the words a little. Lao Lei didn't care, he drank the most, he didn't feel it at all, and naturally he didn't think that this little wine would pour anyone here, so he waved his hand heroically and beckoned everyone to go back to school together.

I have to walk a relatively secluded night road back to school - the reason why I have a supper here is because the Internet café where they played tonight is nearby, and after winning the Internet café competition, everyone was so excited that they just found a supper stall to celebrate, where can they wait to go back to school?

But it didn't matter, although everyone was a little drunk, they walked back to school together, talked and laughed along the way, didn't have to worry about being unsafe, and had a lot of fun chatting.

"Brother Lei Zhentian, how much did you eat for supper tonight?" The girl named Jiu'er waited for a while, and while everyone was chatting about the game and today's wonderful scenes, she finally waited for the opportunity and interjected a sentence, she said weakly while taking out her purple-red purse.

She was called by Shi Yun, and she was not too familiar with the others.

"No, no, what's the matter? I'm invited!" It turned out that Lao Lei's name was Lei Zhentian, he waved his hand, and said with a smile.

The tall and thin boy next to him, known as the "lunch box", had a little flickering in his eyes, and he coughed twice and said, "Sister Jiu'er, our old Lei is a man with a mine in the family!

Shi Yun hugged Jiu'er's hand, and said with a trembling smile: "Okay, Jiu'er, you put away your wallet, Brother Lei is not short of money!"

"Then, then thank you Brother Lei Zhentian! Thank you Brother Fang Hexu. Jiu'er put away her wallet and said to Lei Zhentian embarrassedly, and she finally smiled lightly at Fang Hexu, who was thin and tall.

Jiang Yuan secretly glanced at Shi Yun, who was walking hand in hand with Jiu'er, her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, and her red face didn't know what kind of charm it exuded, which made his originally dizzy head seem to be surging with blood.

The task assigned to him by Lei Zhentian before had long been left behind, and even in order to get closer to Shi Yun, he took two steps forward, and then straightened up his somewhat fat chest, and while peeking at Shi Yun, he said loudly: "Yes, even if it's AA, it's a few of us boys AA, girls A can't do it!"

"What's wrong with A? Ah Yuan, you have something to say!" Another boy from the dormitory next door, but also from their team, laughed when he heard the flaw in Jiang Yuan's dizzy words.

"Huh......? That's not what I meant......" Jiang Yuan blushed and defended.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Jiang Yuan, I didn't expect you to open a yellow tongue too!" Shi Yun stuck out his tongue mischievously, and turned his head to tease Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan blushed and scratched his head, he was shy, and he didn't know how to respond to Shi Yun's words.

Everyone laughed, but no one paid attention, at this time, Yang Yan, who had been staggering, dizzy, and walking slowly and leisurely at the back, suddenly tripped over a brick on the side of the road, his feet were weak, he was unsteady on his feet, and he staggered to the side.

"Poof......" Yang Yan fell into the garbage heap on the side of the road, and the whole person threw himself on the bags of garbage.

Maybe everyone's heads were a little unconscious, maybe Yang Yan walked slowly, falling a few meters away, or maybe everyone's laughter covered up the movement behind him, no one noticed Yang Yan's embarrassment, no one saw Yang Yan's figure buried in the garbage heap that the street lamp couldn't shine, one by one, talking and laughing, and continued to walk towards the school.

Yang Yan fell, only to feel that the world was spinning, and the strength of the wine suddenly turned up, even if he hummed and wanted to get up, but he didn't stand up, his footsteps slipped, and he fell down again.

This time, Yang Yan really couldn't get up, his head was already in a daze, and he kept releasing the signal of "lie down for a while, rest first, and then get up".

It seems that the soft "ground" is as comfortable as the big bed......

Gradually, the last remnants of his consciousness gave up the struggle, and he fell asleep with his head on the side of the soft garbage bag......

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I don't know how long later, at the end of the deserted street, a rickety bicycle was ridden by, and when the shadow of the bicycle and the shadow of the alley merged, the squeaking sound stopped abruptly.

A thin female figure got off the bike, perhaps too long and tired, gasping for breath and shaking hands, she opened the bag she was carrying, and carefully pulled out a baby that had been replaced with a dirty quilt and wrapped in a new towel that was still clean.

Although I couldn't see it clearly, the small package was moving, as if it was making a final struggle against fate.

Her eyes, hidden in the shadows of the night, shimmered with tears and the last trace of struggle and hesitation.

But she still made a ruthless decision, and stuffed the baby who was still gently kicking and bounced her feet and making a "uh-huh" sound into the pile of garbage, and the moment she turned her head, she choked up and cried hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I can't raise you, no, it's not my fault, if you want to blame, blame it...... Blame that bastard......"

She turned and left, leaving the child who was still trying to beckon her little soft hands, to go to a new life with no past, no "burden", after all, she was still young......

Behind her departure, the garbage pile moved, and a drunken hapless man rolled over, revealing a somewhat handsome face, rubbing his nose, and falling asleep.