This is a city determined by desire, where all kinds of people walk the same streets every day, doing the same things mechanically, without superfluous greetings with each other, passing by again and again.

At night, the blooming neon lights add a touch of life to this cold city, but no matter how brilliant the colors are, they can't illuminate the bleak heart after all.

Walking alone on a familiar street, watching people and cars come and go, the traffic lights are constantly jumping, as if everything is the same, and as if everything has changed.

"I've been chasing all my life, ridiculous love, supreme fame and fortune, it's always been like this, never... Didn't live for yourself. ”

The woman's delicate and beautiful face was gilded with a veil of mystery by the night, and the indifference in her bright eyes seemed to see through the fairy who had seen through the red and dusty world, obviously so attractive but afraid to approach, as if she was afraid of disturbing this beauty.

The cool wind blew on his face, and it hurt a little, but no matter how painful it was, it couldn't withstand the unforgettable injury he brought.

As soon as her body was warm, a coat was draped over her body, and she didn't look back and still stood there looking at the huge screen.

"Go back, it's cool at night."

The man's voice was gentle and filled with indescribable distress.

"That's good."

The man glanced at the screen and clenched his fists.

"They're a real match! Who said that I was like her, obviously I was more beautiful than her and more temperamental than her. ”

She was joking, but it wasn't funny.

"Hug me, okay?"

She turned around and smiled and opened her arms.

The man didn't speak, and hugged her hard.

"If you feel uncomfortable, cry out, I can't see it."

hugged him gently, and said in an extremely brisk tone: "I'm not uncomfortable!" But the two lines of tears were already uncontrollable.

Feeling her trembling shoulders that she was trying to suppress but trembling slightly, he didn't say anything but hugged her tighter.

"I want to go home!" She said childishly.

"I'm tired and don't want to go." She said and still hugged him tightly.

The man smiled helplessly, knowing that she didn't want to see her crying, so he just let go of her hand and turned his back to her and squatted with his back: "Come up." ”

Smiled and lay on his warm and wide back, hugging his neck, he walked very slowly and lightly, as if he was afraid that she would be uncomfortable.

Closing his eyes, he let the tears wet the man's clothes, and whispered: "It would be nice if I could go back to the past, even if I didn't meet you, so that I wouldn't fall in love with him, he wouldn't have an accident, and you wouldn't have to take care of me so hard." ”

Knowing who the people in her mouth were, the man smiled bitterly and muttered in a low voice: "You won't know, I never regret meeting you, if I could, I would like to carry you like this all the time, so that others can't snatch it away." ”

"Go back, you should go back, how can a girl I regard as a treasure admit defeat like this? She should be happy. He didn't say this, but his eyes were very sour.

The future is too far away, now, in front of you, too close, so close that you can see it too real and too real to accept...