At two o'clock in the morning, Cheng Xiaoyu was already half-drunk in the Soho bar, and Da Fei next to him was already unconscious, and Da Fei, who was thirty-three years old tomorrow, will get married.

Da Fei opened a piano shop near the university town, and also held various music training classes by the way, while Cheng Xiaoyu worked as a music director at a TV station in the provincial capital. Cheng Xiaoyu will be the best man tomorrow, but after work, he will go to the private restaurant on Dufu Street to meet with Da Fei and them to participate in the bachelor party duì that seven or eight brothers have done for Da Fei, and he hasn't had time to go home to get a suit.

Cheng Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone and lit up the screen and meowed, seeing that the time was not early, he got up and patted Wu Jun on the shoulder, the drummer of their band back then is now a qualified civil servant, one meter seven and five tall, weighing nearly two hundred, and now everyone calls him a leader when they meet. The music was too loud, and Cheng Xiaoyu whispered to Wu Jun and said, "I'll go home and get a suit first, and I'll call you later." Wu Jun replied loudly, "Okay, let's have a drink for a while, and we'll go to the Mandarin Hotel later." You just go straight to the hotel. Cheng Xiaoyu made an OK gesture, greeted the other buddies, picked up his coat, and walked out of the bar with vain steps.

Putting aside the deafening music, step out of the main entrance of the bar and the muffled chant of BIGBANG's BoomShakaLaha disappears into the back of your mind. Cheng Xiaoyu took a breath of hazy air, put on his coat, and subconsciously took out his hand IP6 and glanced at the time: 2:31 a.m. on November 7, 2015. Bar Street is still bustling with people, with luxury cars parked on both sides of the street. The sluggish economic situation did not affect the local tyrants and the rich second generation to continue to have fun. This real world is so beautiful, there is money, you can have the qiē you want. This real world is so cruel, without money, you have to work desperately to provide for a house and a car.

Cheng Xiaoyu's second-hand Audi A4 is parked on Yanjiang Road, about a mile away from the bar. Buckle up the coat, Cheng Xiaoyu slowly walked along the flow of people towards the river, the weather in the provincial capital in November is mild, as long as it does not rain, it is a beautiful early autumn, the cold wind caresses the sycamores on the side of the street, the golden leaves are rattling, and then falling down one by one. The night sky of the city is muddy and deep, and the neon flickering between the high-rise buildings at a glance can swallow people's hearts in an instant, and the feelings of the young people under the boundless falling wood will disappear in an instant with the energetic song and dance of the Korean beauty group T-ARA played on the huge color screen, and the unscrupulous and noisy young people on the streets exaggerate this depressed year. Cheng Xiaoyu had a lot of thoughts in his head, so many fox friends and dog friends were left with cumin, and many of his former college classmates and children were able to go home with soy sauce. And for the so-called music dream, he is still selfishly living in his own narrow world.

Walking to the end of Bar Street, Cheng Xiaoyu's second-hand silver Audi was parked across the wide riverside road. The footbridge is farther on the other side, and most Malaysians choose to save some effort and cross the road to the opposite car park. Of course, Cheng Xiaoyu was unable to complain about the unreasonableness of the plan, and he didn't think much about it at all, and taking shortcuts is almost the instinct of every Chinese.

I looked left and right, and there were not many cars along the river at more than two o'clock in the morning, so I walked quickly to the opposite side. This is a standard two-way eight-lane road. A short 25 meters is not enough distance for Bolt to consume in three seconds. At this moment, it is the fuse for our male protagonist to deviate from the trajectory of his life.

Just as Cheng Xiaoyu crossed the double yellow line a few steps. Not far away, there was a low roar of the engine, and the entire road along the river was blown up, Cheng Xiaoyu seemed to feel the gaze gathered in all directions, and looked up to the left blankly, the orange sports car with the bull head logo had filled his entire pupils. At the end of the consciousness, this is an LP700. By the way, there's also a red Ferrari 599GTO next to it. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have time to sigh that the lineup that gave him a ride was so luxurious, and the sentence he blurted out was his last confession to the world.

At 2:47 a.m. on November 7, 2015, Cheng Xiaoyu held IP6 in his hand, and miraculously did not come out. But it was inexplicably fixed in this time. According to the paramedics, the deceased showed no signs of life on the spot, but the screen of the mobile phone flickered like a heartbeat until the power was exhausted.

After the incident, the newspaper network caused a sensation, and luxury car drag racing caused a car accident, which is the theme of the Internet. However, the main topic of the newspaper focused on pedestrians crossing the road illegally, because the car accidents here are not one or two times, and it was a subtle criticism of the government's unreasonable planning.

Two days later, the traffic police concluded that the driver who caused the accident was not drunk driving, and the speed of the car did not exceed the speed limit of 60 per hour. Wait for red lights, increase traffic awareness, and more.

In a few days, Double 11 will come, and the hot spot will immediately shift to how much Jack Ma's father will make, and how many billions will he break through this year. As for Cheng Xiaoyu, it only exists in the memory of a few people, and no one pays attention to the little music director of this small TV station. After Cheng Xiaoyu's parents received a large amount of compensation, Cheng Xiaoyu's relatives and friends did not support Cheng Xiaoyu's parents and wanted to sue the other party for dangerous driving. The other party also sent a message saying that he, Ye Liangchen, was a local and had a hundred ways to escape the punishment of the law. Of course, these things have nothing to do with Cheng Xiaoyu.

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