Before the dawn, Bu Shang suddenly woke up from a rare sweet sleep, and although he had lived to be 65 years old, he opened his eyes as if for the first time: When I was asleep as dreamless as before, was I tired of such a thick darkness? The thick black air surrounded and supported me, in a small area of the bed, in a small area of the room, in a window of this crowded building.

I got up and walked through the porch of my room, and as I got older, I got up more often at night. Returning to the bedroom with a slightly misty thought, he did not lie down on the bed immediately, but by the window he peeked a little blue of the approaching morning light, and looked at the bed, where the tired quilt existed in the dark air, where there was still the residual heat of body temperature.

When I fall asleep, I must be completely selfless in the darkness, and at this moment I am a particle, an atom, a substance in any darkness, a beast huddled in a distant cave, a speck of dust in any darkness in the universe. When people are asleep, they float in a vacuum unconsciously, just like the wanderers who huddle on the side of the road or under the bridge. When people are asleep, how is it different from those construction workers who fall into a deep sleep because they are too sleepy? They are always unable to sleep because they are in a hurry, and they always take advantage of the daytime to stop work, and they fall asleep hastily on the planks and floors of the construction site, but they sleep very deeply.

When people fall asleep, they are only different because of their dreams. Bu Shang thought silently in his heart. It seems that he is still asleep just now, but his consciousness is slowly becoming clear with his thinking. The office where Bu used to work for the television station was located next to the train station, and in the summer, for a long time, people in the vicinity, on the side of the road, on the windowsills of buildings, by the flower beds, the sleepy sleeping of people flashed through Bu Shang's mind......

Woke me up from my slumber and saw the darkness that I hadn't even cared about for so many years, just to make me realize this? At the moment I slept in the black air of a window, and as long as I had no dreams, I was completely unconscious, almost nothing, and I didn't know where I was floating. Thinking so, he rolled up the quilt tightly, wanting to sleep again before dawn. The faint blue of the window poked into the room again.

When he was younger, he worked as a journalist for newspapers. After a few years of prosperity, anticipating the imminent decline of the newspaper, he turned to the television station to do the planning, for intellectual and literary support. Although the rapid rise of Internet technology and the decline of television stations later on, a friend in middle age approached him to partner in opening a factory on the outskirts of the city to produce small lanterns, and used the money earned by the inmates' cheap labor to buy two houses in the city, and since then he has no worries. When he was nearly 50 years old, he quit his job at the television station and went to the United States for a few years, but his wife and two children stayed there and never returned. The last time I saw my wife was six years ago.

Bu Shang is convinced that he has become a pragmatic person, and his original risk-taking character and diligence have brought him a smooth life, which of course has a lot to do with the news media industry in which he has always been engaged, and the rapidly changing and unchanging stimuli of the world in the media have shaped him. When the millennium was approaching, Bushang invested a sum of money in Hainan to reclaim land, although it was the end of that stage of investment in land reclamation, but Bushang still had a piece of land in Wenchang.

Earlier, he was also attracted by a Taiwanese businessman to grow hundreds of acres of coffee in Chengmai, which is close to Haikou, and also founded his own coffee brand. After returning from the United States, he gave his wife the property in Beijing and settled in Haikou on his own, handling the land, coffee, and expanding the retail and food sales in the tourist area. Whenever he had a chance to take a vacation, he would close the blinds in his office, turn on the air conditioner, and say nothing, or stay in the apartment rented in the International Trade Zone to enjoy and study the various clocks and watches he had collected over the years. Occasionally, when I go out and go downstairs, brave the scorching sun to go to a café across the street to play mahjong with Taiwanese businessmen and exercise my brain, it can be regarded as socializing.

This can be regarded as getting older, and after the desire to further explore the world and experience new things in my youth gradually subsided, I laid out the path that I laid for myself step by step.

It is the seventh day of the beginning of the Lunar New Year, and the long summer in Haikou seems to have begun. The sky swept away the haze of the previous day, revealing a clear blue scene, with a dazzling white light scattered from the edge of the white clouds on the horizon, and the leaves of the coconut trees shining in the sun.

I took out one of the three shirts of the same style from the closet, stood in front of the mirror and tucked the hem of the shirt into the seam of my pants, and the oval-shaped fat belly on the cloth stood out. The ugly state of a man's big belly, which he once hated so much, finally made it difficult for him to escape. Not only that, but he also became extremely disgusted with walking, and even more hated the place where he lifted his feet up and down the hill like the mountain city of Chongqing. Both cheek muscles on the face are also loose and drooping to the chin position. Fortunately, except for the belly, the rest of the body was not fat, so he nodded to himself with satisfaction and went out.

At the end of a cross road in the International Trade Center, the small melon and fruit vendors wearing slippers all year round at the tic-tac-toe intersection, the young people who are ready to go to work, and the electric cars and cars shuttling back and forth are busy, and the cloth reminds me of the feeling of the heat wave hitting the plane two days ago after the plane landed at Sanya Phoenix Airport.

Sophomore, a sophomore, happily jumped all the way from the cabin to the taxi. Although it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening, and due to the delay of the plane, it was already somewhat tiring, but when I arrived on the warm island from the cold Sichuan to the warm island, the warm sea breeze was still refreshing from the inside out.

Compared with Haikou, except for typhoon days, Sanya is full of fire all year round. Even though it is only the third day of the new year, the streets are full of tourists wearing slippers and long slippers. Even though it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, the road was still noisy under the street lights, and the water of Sanya Bay gently lapped on the laps of barefoot young couples, and some people stepped on the sea to look into the distance.

Walking through the alleys of the South China Sea, Bu Shang took Suixu and sat down in front of a seafood barbecue shop called "Tanjia Fishing Steak" in a corner he frequented and hidden in the seawater of Sanya Fishing Port. Although the shop is dilapidated, and the washing and handling of seafood are carried out by skinny Tanjia women squatting on the ground, the fish, shrimp and mussels here are fishermen who catch them directly from the sea every day, and the freshness of the ingredients cannot be guaranteed anywhere else. Surrounded by deep alleys, the average tourist will not be able to find this place.

To be able to find such a quiet and delicious place next to the busy city of Sanya, where tourists are busy, and to share this local barbecue stall that is about to disappear at any time with very few people, is something that the cloth is secretly proud of.

It was already two o'clock in the evening when I went back to sleep at the hotel, the air conditioning was turned on to 16 degrees, and it was still noisy outside with special tropical people. At six o'clock in the morning, because of a temporary meeting, Bu Shang got on the earliest car back to Haikou. Sui Xu also got up early and left Sanya, looking out the window along the way.

The train traveled north along the east coastline, and the sky became brighter and brighter, and under the hazy sky in the early morning, the bushes outside the window were so green that they seemed to drip water.

Half a year ago, when I was working as a short-term summer job in a western restaurant, Suixu met the cloth who always came to the restaurant to meet with business partners as a waiter. With a flash of curiosity, a polite attitude and a good conversation with the guests, the coffee collaborator introduced her to the cloth.

It is said that it is a sparkling eye for everything and the future, but rather a pure light of a virgin without worldliness. What kind of future will happen to this twenty-year-old woman, what color will be scribbled on this white paper, whether it will be saturated color or black, or unrecognizable mediocrity, with the pleasure and idea of betting on one's fate at a time, and the cloth will wait and see.

Soon, however, Cloth introduced her to a friend who owned a coffee library as a clerk.