The train going south is always so crowded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kouchi sat in a window seat.

The concern of home is like a scene outside the window that quickly reverses backwards, slowly moving away.

In its place, there is anxiety and confusion about the future.

His hands were pressed against his trouser pockets, fearing that the thieves would steal his wallet and phone.

This is almost the "lifeblood" of his outing.

The train sped along the tracks, and in front of him was a pre-dawn chaos, and he began to fall drowsy without sleeping well in the early hours of the morning.

However, no matter how sleepy he was, his head was planted like a chicken pecking rice, but his hand was still tightly attached to his trouser pocket.

It's almost a subconscious instinctive protection.

As long as it is something he cares about, he will spare no effort to protect it.

Just like he does with love.

As long as there is hope, he will pursue it desperately.

But the reality is sometimes so cruel that even a glimmer of hope can be killed.

Ane was so sleepy that when he closed his eyes, he tried to open them, but he was forced to close them by sleep.

Even so, he sat upright.

Don't leave thieves a chance to take advantage of them.

Some of the people around him fell asleep peacefully, and some were talking and laughing.

The journey always seems to be a pleasure for them, no matter where it leads, whether it's a job or a trip.

Only Konai's expression is particularly serious.

There is a kind of stubbornness in earnestness.

He doesn't have the charlatans of other passengers.

I don't think of leaving my hometown as something I don't care about.

He even felt that it was a "sin"

It is a betrayal of parents.

Although the concept of home was already incomplete in his mind.

However, in the dark, the constant love between him and his family will not disappear.

Past journeys have more or less had a sense of belonging.

If it weren't for the yearning for school, if it wasn't for the longing for home.

But now, he has to deal with a completely unfamiliar society.

It's a melting pot without any expectations and promises.

Triumph and frustration are completely an unknown number of drifting and depravity.

I don't know how long the train went, but when the clouds first started, it finally stopped.

Xiao Nei mixed in the bustling crowd and squeezed out of the station.

What catches your eye is a magnificent square.

Everywhere is full of people, and there are a variety of shops everywhere.

This is the legendary paradise of migrant workers - Guangzhou.

A place where bosses, industrial parks, and migrant workers gather.

Xiao Uchi felt that he had been swallowed up by this ocean.

Every time I walk through a busy street, there are always luxury cars and beautiful women passing by from time to time.

Towering buildings are lined up one after another, modern overpasses crisscross each other, and even the smell of asphalt on the road carries a modern atmosphere.

This is perhaps the city life that many people dream of.

But for Konai, this life is simply torture.

Because he can't enjoy the glittering city life like the owners who drive the Lincoln Bentley; It is impossible to embrace beautiful women like those love masters; Not even a girlfriend to fight for.

He can't get a sense of security and presence like those entrepreneurs who own the façade of a real estate.

Not even like those fledgling graduates, with infinite aspirations.

He could only pursue the lowest instinctive need - to find a job and make a living.

Even when he got a job, he felt it was the lowest form of happiness.

It is only to solve the problem of food and clothing and the problem of face.

The original sense of the beauty of life in my heart is gone.

Once a person has reached this position, he can only become a slave to life.

Defenseless.

Walking in the city of high-rise buildings and beautiful cars.

Xiao Nei felt even more insignificant.

If good things are parallel to oneself at all, then even seeing these things is a great stimulus.

The injustice of reality is vividly reflected in this cosmopolitan city.

The street occasionally drives by a big boss who drives a Rolls-Royce Phantom; He wore clothes with gold buckles; Eat abalone and sea cucumber; Stayed in a splendid villa......

But Xiao Nei was carrying an old backpack with only a few worn cheap clothes in it; Eating a ten-dollar fast food feels wasteful; The most pitiful thing is that there is no fixed place to live.

The money on the body, even if you live in the cheapest hostel, can last for half a month at most.

But in the eyes of his parents, this money is already a lot of weight.

His family is also good in the countryside.

But coming to such a metropolis is like a drop in the bucket, insignificant.

He was certainly not the poorest of the people, the poor were everywhere, and there were many homeless people in this metropolis.

But he was perhaps the most pitiful of all.

Because he has lost the most precious quality of his personality - hope.

As long as there is hope, even if tens of billions are in front of him, he can be calm.

Because the future is immeasurable, no one can rule out the possibility of his success.

But once people lose hope, even if they see a homeowner who doesn't need to rent, they will despair.

Because he was out of reach of this basic goal.

At this time, if there is a girlfriend by his side, it is a strong backing, enough to rekindle his hope and motivation.

However, he was born at the wrong time, in a feminist era where even the most ordinary girls can be extremely confident and proud, finding a girlfriend is an unattainable goal.

Kouchi began to grow inexplicably disgusted with the city.

In the past, what I ate and lived at home was superior, but it seems to have lost its meaning compared to this.

Those rich big bosses are tens of millions with a wave of their hands, and they can't save so much money in their lifetime when they are tired at home.

But he chose to come to this hellish place.

Those five-star hotels, Bentley Maiba, and even private jets are not at all the fruits of reform and opening up in his concept.

That's what stimulates him.

He would rather stay in the countryside and experience the idyllic joy and self-sufficiency than come to this bustling city that is completely parallel to him.

But he still came here by magic.

It's torture to watch others walk on asphalt-smelling hot roads in luxury cars and air conditioners.

Next to those tall beauties in high heels, stockings, and miniskirts, there is always a more ordinary man.

In this restless summer, there is always a lot of imagination.

But no matter how much Xiao Nei feels like a fire, he can only digest himself stiffly.

It's really a sin.

Xiao Nei thought so.

He hadn't found a job yet, and he was already disgusted with the city.

The more prosperous and beautiful, the more it reflects his downfall.

He doesn't want to get something for nothing, but for him, who is desperate, excessive exaggeration and prosperity may not be a driving force, but a deeper blow. (To be continued.) )