On the evening of September 10, 2011, the crisp autumn night made people feel refreshed, and many people came to the bar in anticipation of a relaxed and pleasant encounter.

Mixed in the air is a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol, soft and comfortable music quietly flowing in the air, like the whispers of the Yiren, wanting to tell people about their affection.

In the corner of the dimly lit bar, a man was out of step with the atmosphere of the scene.

The wind and snow in this seem to have nothing to do with this man at all.

"Please bring me another cup of Long Island Iced Tea, thank you."

If an acquaintance is approaching now, can you really recognize this person at the bar? This man really looks sluggish.

Is such a soulless person really Wang Shengzhe? The gap between him and his usual image is really big. He is giggling on weekdays, why is he sitting here alone now drinking the wine he ordered.

There was no superfluous movement, not even a slight pause.

He casually took the wine handed over by the bartender and drank it in one gulp.

It was only a moment before the full glass bottomed out again.

Then it was the beginning of a new round, with no extra words, no extra actions.

At this moment, it is enough to spit out such a sentence in the mouth.

"Give me another drink, Long Island Iced Tea, thank you."

He couldn't even count how many glasses he had drunk.

Just know another glass, another glass.

For him, taking the wine that the bartender put down and drinking it all in one fell swoop is his truest desire now.

He just wanted to get drunk and rest, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious.

How rare is it to be a little frivolous when you are young? In life, sometimes, it's just a matter of getting drunk. A drunk seeks to solve all sorrows, drunk chic, drunk and comfortable.

He has always been self-disciplined, if his life is like warm boiled water, plain, without waves, and he can't taste anything, wouldn't it be a kind of sadness?

In order not to become sad, for this toast.

As he held his glass high, a mocking, suppressed laugh rang out from his lips, and no one knew what he wanted to laugh at.

Time passed quietly, and in the end, he couldn't tell how long he had been sitting, how much he had drunk, or what he had thought.

But even so, the alcohol that he personally sent into his stomach failed to numb his longing for paralysis after all.

He still realized that he couldn't continue drinking, and if he continued to drink like this, he seemed to be getting drunk.

Wang Shengzhe briefly signaled that he was going to settle the bill, and after squinting his eyes and counting the bill handed over by the bartender, he staggered to his feet and staggered out of the bar.

In the alley outside the bar, Wang Shengzhe just went out and held on to the wall, bending over and vomiting regardless of his image, spitting until his tears seemed to fall out.

After spitting and spitting like this, and really couldn't spit out anything to spit out, a sudden abdominal pain made Wang Shengzhe involuntarily curl up in the corner, hunching his body like a shrimp about to be cooked.

This pain must have seeped into his bone marrow, otherwise, how could tears drip involuntarily.

People passing by whispered about Wang Shengzhe, who looked very depressed on the ground. But the person being talked about leaned against the wall as if he didn't hear it at all, and staggered to his feet.

No matter what you say, you can't hear it.

The ears seem to be somewhat out of order, but why is it so noisy around? Luckily, my eyes can see the road ahead.

In this way, Wang Shengzhe, who was half-drunk and half-awake, muttered words that he couldn't even hear clearly, and moved in the direction of his residence step by step.

After not knowing how long he walked and how many times he fell, Wang Shengzhe seemed to realize that he could no longer walk.

Today, Wang Shengzhe should be unlucky, but if he is not careful, he doesn't know what he kicked and fell directly on the lawn of the park where he passes by every day. Wang Shengzhe, who was obviously much more awake after the fall, turned over with all his strength and lay on his back on the green grass.

Staring into the dark night sky, his snort grew heavier.

"That's inferior. It's just like that. ”

Without the extra energy to pay attention to the grass ash on his head, he just scratched his head habitually.

It's a tragedy to think about yourself, as a traverser, you can't take advantage of the information advantage of others to live for decades longer to win at the starting line; failed to speculate in the stock market, and the family was rich; Not to mention the failure to lay down a big harem.

It's such a failure in life.

I'm sorry for the predecessors of the traverser, who lived for so many years in vain.

What about the good demon genius, the good rich second generation, and the good golden finger?

Why didn't you become an An Zhengxun, if you can't just wear An Shao, forget it, at least you should have a gold finger when you cross it, right?

There's not even a gold finger, author, are you embarrassed?

It's enough, the second is a human being, but in the end he can only live a mediocre life all the time.

No matter what you do, what you end up with is only half a bucket of water, and you live a featureless life, which simply loses the face of countless traverser ancestors.

It is inevitable that she will leave herself.

Who wants to be like this for a person who has been with him all his life?

It's just that why does it hurt so much when you say you don't hate?

It's obviously the end of it, and it should be the best for everyone. Didn't you have that in mind......

Sad people, sad things, sad tears, after all, they will still be hurt, and after all, they can only fall asleep.

The autumn moon is boundless, the cool breeze is fortunate, but the Yiren are ruthless.

I don't know how long I was asleep.

With a strong shaking, Wang Shengzhe let out a painful moan from his mouth.

"Uh......"

The sequelae of the hangover made Wang Shengzhe feel like his head was about to crack.

I opened my eyes weakly, looking at the gray sky of Seoul with empty eyes, and it seemed that Seoul had not yet had time to wake up in the early morning.

However, how could his breath be as heavy as thunder in the summer rain.

Obviously, his heart was still blank, but he had already felt the sound of his breathing.

Thinking of this, Wang Shengzhe couldn't help laughing, but he accidentally caused his headache.

Under the severe pain, he could only reluctantly close his eyes again.

Soon, however, the call in his ears finally brought back to his senses, and he forced himself to open his eyes again, feeling the noise of his surroundings in a daze.

"Where is this?" Finally, Wang Shengzhe, who was a little sober, ignored the people who were still shaking him, and muttered with all his strength.

As his thinking ability gradually recovered, he gradually connected the memories before the fragment, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

Yesterday's qiē was really not a dream.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, this world really makes people feel fucked.

It's so similar to the previous life that it's maddening, but there are a lot of incredible differences in the details.

It was precisely because of these differences that Wang Shengzhe completely broke off the idea of returning to the previous world.

It is precisely because of these differences that Wang Shengzhe was once out of step with the world.

It is precisely because of these differences that Wang Shengzhe met her.

If not, how could we meet her?

There is obviously a similar culture in the previous life in this world, but there are not many excellent works from the previous life.

It's just maddening that Wang Shengzhe, who has just crossed over, can't compose, write, write, or sing.

I tried to make some efforts, and I wasted a lot of time, but in the end, I still didn't achieve anything, and I didn't get any outstanding results.

Potential, even if it has the size of the universe, can only be potential until it is realized.

No matter how great the potential is, once it is stifled, it will have no effect.

And Wang Shengzhe just happened to be such an unlucky guy.

The unlucky guy is the unlucky guy, and when he falls asleep, he will be woken up by someone, and as the shaking of his body becomes more and more intense, Wang Shengzhe has to withdraw from his thoughts and look at the people around him.

"It's you......"

Wang Shengzhe's lips moved, and the hoarse voice he made even startled him.

His breath seemed to be extremely weak, and his tone of voice didn't even fluctuate. "Ji-eun, why are you here?"

"Oppa, you're finally willing to ignore me."

Li Zhien was excited with a hint of crying, and grabbed Wang Shengzhe's hand tightly.

Maybe it was because he was caught too tightly, or maybe he was not used to being looked at by the people around him, Wang Shengzhe tried to pull his hand out of Ji-eun's hand. It's just such a simple little thing, but Wang Shengzhe realized that he couldn't do it at all.

On the one hand, she felt that her hands couldn't use her strength, and on the other hand, Li Zhien's hands could obviously feel a little trembling, but she still held on tightly, not giving Wang Shengzhe a chance to pull away.

He stared into her eyes, but he couldn't understand what kind of thoughts were contained in those eyes.

Li Zhien's eyes turned out to be so clear and flawless, and an unbelievable thought suddenly appeared in Wang Shengzhe's mind, he had never really understood the girl in front of him.

It's just that in this place, at this time, there can be such a person, who can stay by his side like this.

That's nice.

It's nice that you're here, it's really good.

Wang Shengzhe was stunned to recall the past, grinning, trying his best to squeeze out a smile.

Li Zhien next to him caught a glimpse of his heart and couldn't help but feel sour, what kind of smile is this?

Godless eyes, miserable white face, far-fetched smile.

"You know what? If you do this, I will be more uncomfortable than you. ”

The girl's heart silently recited this sentence, and her hand couldn't help but increase its strength.

The sudden increase in force woke up the stunned Wang Shengzhe, looking at the cautious girl beside him, he still couldn't understand after all.

It's just that the haze in my heart doesn't seem to be so heavy.

Even in a completely unfamiliar world, even if it's just an unlucky person, there will definitely be people who are willing to care.

Absolutely, you must not stay here like this and embarrass the people who care about you.

With such a thought, Wang Shengzhe took a breath and struggled to get up from the lawn, but he didn't notice that his legs were constantly swinging.

Li Zhien originally wanted to stop Wang Shengzhe's actions and let him lie down well, but he couldn't resist his stubbornness after all.

Looking at Wang Shengzhe, who was about to stand up, Li Zhien had to find a way to support him with his body.

At the moment when he was about to stand up, Wang Shengzhe was finally able to show a smile, but his body could no longer support his heavy head.

As his consciousness slowly began to drift, he seemed to be able to hear the exclamations of others, which was really a wonderful experience, with such a smile, Wang Shengzhe fell down.

And in Wang Shengzhe's last consciousness, there was a vague sound of a rapid and sudden ambulance, and that hurried shout......

This day, for the world, is uneventful.

This day is like a new life for Wang Shengzhe.

It's just that everyone understands that in this world, who can't live without it?

Even if you love the mountains and the earth cracks, and the sea withers and rocks, the earth will never stop turning for anyone, will it?

Being in love can completely change a person, sometimes when it comes, sometimes when it goes.

At this time, one is already destined to endure this feeling.

If not, how can you learn to love others, if you don't, how can you learn to be loved, if you don't, how do you learn to pick up, if you don't, how do you learn to let go.

After all, one day, Wang Shengzhe, who was once changed by her, can completely forget about her, return to that life that belongs to him, accompany a girl who really belongs to him, and spend that simple and fulfilling life.

It must be like this, Wang Shengzhe believes it.

Probably, that's going to be the case, right?

In the past and present life, the red dust is chaotic, how can she sing lightly today.

For some people, love and hate are just a lifetime.

PS: Second modified version.