Under the cover of dark night, Yang Huaiping's transformed butterfly flew to a street full of lights and shops.

The butterfly turned into Yang Huaiping's appearance and walked casually on this bustling and lively street, accompanied by the music on both sides of the road, he suddenly felt a long-lost yearning.

Outside the door of a nightclub, two women with heavy makeup and fancy clothes waved to Yang Huaiping enthusiastically, "The young man hasn't been to a nightclub, come in and have a fun, we have a lot of beauties waiting for you, little handsome guy!"

Yang Huaiping glanced at the chests of the two women in front of him with a straight face, and he smiled indifferently at the two and left.

The metropolis is very lively at night, with many snack stalls built by small merchants and vendors steaming hot, and the scolding of losing the game is heard from the Internet cafes full of roadside from time to time, as well as the soulful singing of luxuriously decorated KTVs.

Yang Huaiping walked alone on this street, and he felt that he would find the mystery of his life history on this street.

I don't know how long he walked, until all the street lights on this street were extinguished, and Yang Huaiping still found nothing, feeling a little tired, he sat on the steps in front of a lavishly decorated restaurant and watched the sporadic cars speeding by the street and the pedestrians who had not yet returned home on the road.

At this time, a middle-aged man standing at the door of the lavishly decorated restaurant saw Yang Huaiping who looked bored, he leaned in front of Yang Huaiping and said, "Young man, what kind of work are you doing, why are you sitting here alone at night!"

Yang Huaiping scratched his head and didn't say anything, he was just quietly watching the vehicles coming and going in the metropolis and the pedestrians in twos and threes, and he was not interested in dealing with the middle-aged man at all.

The middle-aged man at the door of the restaurant took out a box of soft sandalwood from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Yang Huaiping and said: "It doesn't matter if the young man doesn't have a job, I think I just came out of society and you have the same confused expression, I don't know what I should do, what job is suitable for me, but later I did more work, I found that I have a soft spot for the catering industry, so I opened this restaurant, and gradually worked hard to make a career, and now it can be regarded as a small achievement." ”

Yang Huaiping waved his hand at the middle-aged man to signal him not to smoke, perhaps tired of the scene of traffic on the street, he buried his head in his knees and looked at the bracelets made of bells of various colors on his wrists.

Every time he sees this bracelet, Yang Huaiping always feels a kind of sadness that is beyond words, the middle-aged man looked at Yang Huaiping with a taciturn expression, he didn't bother Yang Huaiping anymore but lit a soft sandalwood and began to smoke.

At this moment, a man who looked silly with a dirty ash bag containing many cardboard boxes and drink bottles on his back jumped up to the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Jin has a cigarette, let's get a cigarette to smoke!"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Xiao Yi, your Uncle Jin has no smoke!"

After the stupid man glanced at the middle-aged man in disappointment, he jumped out of the door of the luxuriously decorated hotel with the dirty sack on his back.

Yang Huaiping looked at the stupid man with a heartless look and smiled with a complicated expression, he thought to himself that maybe a person can only get real happiness if he has no desire and no desire and lives without heart and lungs every day.

At this time, the middle-aged man said: " Xiao Yi is also a hard-working person, his father was forced to jump off the building to commit suicide by the debt collector because of drug abuse, and Xiao Yi's mother has a very serious stomach problem, Xiao Yi is a very sensible child, he decorated people day and night in order to treat his mother, but accidentally fell from the upstairs and fell like this, although he is now a little bad brain, but I see that he still gets up early and is greedy to pick up waste in the trash cans in the streets and alleys with a broken bag on his back, he can do this because he can't let go of his fucking illness all the time！”

After Yang Huaiping listened to the middle-aged man's story, he looked at the fool who was jumping and walking away, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but be moved, he looked up at the middle-aged man and said: "He's so pitiful, when he asks you for a cigarette, why don't you give him one!"

The middle-aged man took a deep puff of cigarette and said meaningfully: "In the past, I would give Xiao Yi a cigarette to me, but then when he saw me, he asked me for a cigarette, and I was a little annoyed when he asked for a cigarette again, so I didn't give it to him when he asked me for a cigarette again!"

After Yang Huaiping glanced the middle-aged man up and down, he didn't speak, but lowered his head and continued to look at the bracelet he was wearing on his wrist.

At this time, a sweet-looking girl with a plump chest walked out of the restaurant, she took the middle-aged man's hand and smiled brightly: "Dad, what are you doing here!"

The middle-aged man straightened the hairstyle on the top of his head and said to the girl, "Aren't I telling this young man sitting in front of our store about my life experience!"

The sweet-looking girl walked in front of Yang Huaiping, who had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, she leaned over and whispered in Yang Huaiping's ear: "My dad is so virtuous, he likes to pretend to be 13, don't you mind!"

Yang Huaiping stood up on the steps in front of the restaurant with his hand, smiled indifferently at the sweet-looking girl, and then turned around and walked towards the farther part of the long street.

The night was silent, the figure was gradually gone, Yang Huaiping didn't know how long he had been walking on this long street, he stopped in front of an Internet café where Huang Jiaju's "Far Looking" was placed, and Yang Huaiping accidentally saw a telephone pole with a missing person notice.

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At this time, in the house of the fence courtyard, Sang Yu and Shen Qinglian were sitting next to Yang Huaiping's bed, Sang Yu looked at Shen Qinglian with a serious face and said, "Do you know what Huaiping usually likes the most, you can try to wake him up with what he likes!"

Shen Qinglian suddenly thought of a special hobby that Yang Huaiping had when he was sleeping, and she couldn't help but blush: "Sangyu, you go out first, I'll give it a try!"

Although Sang Yu didn't know that Shen Qinglian would come out with a moth, as soon as she saw Shen Qinglian's blushing face, Sang Yu thought that what Shen Qinglian was going to do must be that kind of shady thing, she coughed and teased: "Then you be gentle, Huai Ping can hang here with this breath!"

Shen Qinglian's face turned red and said, "Go out quickly, you are watching this kind of thing here, how can I be embarrassed to do it!"

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Just as Yang Yu was about to step forward to look at the missing person notice, he suddenly felt a soft and oppressive feeling that made him dizzy and suffocated, and in this lingering feeling, Yang Huaiping suddenly opened his eyes from the room......