The long and dense lights on the road are projected to a certain corner of the universe, with an invisible flash, and one after another a rapid and short whistle shows the fast pace in this busy city, and the busy pedestrians form mysterious silhouettes under the illumination of neon lights on the roadside......

Thousands of lights are intertwined into a huge light network, and everyone is looking for their own direction in this dense light network, and will eventually find what they want with a subtle light......

Sinan was wearing a coffee-colored windbreaker suit, wearing neat shoulder-length short hair, stepping on five-centimeter stiletto heels, walking slowly on the way home, with exquisite makeup on his face, but he could see the exhaustion on his face, and a strong and stubborn emotion was leaked in his eyes.

As a fashion designer, it is her duty to perfect the needs of customers, but after repeated difficulties by customers, even if she is psychologically strong, she will have a trace of frustration, but she never wants to bow her head, and thinks all the way about how to integrate the feeling of "rebirth from the ashes" into her works.

After entering, she took off her high heels, changed into a pair of pink hellokitty flip-flops, and lay down on the sofa in the living room, closing her eyes and putting her thoughts away.

A few minutes later, she opened her eyes, walked into the kitchen, took out a potato, and planned to cook a simple dinner as usual, when suddenly the index finger of her left hand felt some pain, and she suddenly came back to her senses without knowing what she was thinking, and looked at her left hand, it turned out that she had accidentally cut it, and the bright red blood fell on the floor drop by drop, and she was about to go back to the bedroom to get a band-aid, when she heard a "ding dong-" sound, and a text message came.

Sinan randomly took a few pieces of paper and wiped the blood on his hands, then picked up the mobile phone next to him, and when he saw the phone number displayed on the screen, the finger that wanted to click on the message immediately stiffened.

This number has been firmly in her heart since she was seventeen years old, and this memory is ten years, and she can never forget it, as if it was implanted in her flesh and blood, so unforgettable.

She stared blankly at the number for a long time, a string of numbers without the slightest emotion that could make all her defenses lose her armor and collapse, tearing off her casual disguise.

A name that she deliberately forgot in the corner once again came up from the depths of her dusty memory, Beixu, her former Monkey King.

After a moment of silence, she still opened the message, and suddenly a few big words broke into her eyes: I'm getting married tomorrow, are you coming?

Just ten words made her feel as if her heart had stopped beating, she couldn't breathe, she was suffocating, and she was in shock......

There is only one sentence circulating in my head: he is getting married.

After a while, she finally began to calm down, as if it was time for him to get married, after all, it had been five years......

But she was no longer in the mood to stay and prepare dinner, so she turned off the kitchen light and went back to the bedroom.

Sinan squatted in the corner alone in a daze, not knowing what to do, in the dark room, letting tears flow from the corners of his eyes, slide down his cheeks, and drip on the floor......

Two hours passed, and it was already midnight, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and repeated the sentence: I am not going, I wish you happiness. Typing and deleting, typing and deleting, after repeating more than ten times, I finally made up my mind to click send, and then turned off the screen and closed my eyes and exhaled deeply.

Secretly said in his heart: I'm sorry! Forgive me for my selfishness and narrow-mindedness, I can only wish you happiness, but I can't wish you happiness.

She could no longer convince herself of the reason she had always had: they were just a cold war after the same quarrel as before, only this time it was a little longer, it didn't matter, as long as she waited, he would always come back.

For many years, that was her belief — the belief that held her up from being cranky, and under this belief, she had lived a monotonous but orderly life, only to collapse tonight.

Through the window, she watched intently as the odd lights outside went out one by one, and then there were ten left...... Seven ...... Five lamps ...... Three ...... Two ...... A ...... In the end, it was pitch black, like the hope in her heart was slowly extinguished, until this time, there was no spark.

In the dead of night, she gradually felt that she was left alone in this world, every time at this moment, her thoughts about Beixu gushed out like a spring, but she could still suppress it before, but today it was out of control, but after tomorrow he will be a married man, this identity makes Sinan feel that his thoughts about him have become unforgivable.

So she frantically wanted to drink, use alcohol to numb herself, and get rid of Beixu, who was wearing a high school uniform and smiling brightly.

After all these years, she can't remember when they first started arguing? She already doesn't remember when they started the first cold war? And when did they start parting ways......

She only remembered that under a clear blue sky, there was an extremely handsome teenager wearing a fat school uniform, who came against the light and told her with a bright smile: "Hello classmates, my name is Beixu, which means the warm sun in the north." ”

She kept rummaging around the house, and finally found a few bottles of spirits in an inconspicuous corner, Sinan has always been a non-drinker, and she forgot how to get these bottles of wine.

Since her depression has been cured, Sinan's memory has become worse and worse, and she has become more and more lost in life, and there are only a few people who can be buried in her heart.

For wine, only by tasting it can you know the charm, Sinan can't care about being a wine taster, she just wants to get herself drunk, but as the saying goes: borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow is more sorrowful, the more she drinks, her memory of Beixu is getting clearer and clearer.

In a daze, she picked up her phone and dialed a number from a few years ago, so late, she wasn't sure if the person had slept, but she missed her now, very much.

Hearing the sound of "Dudu Dudu-" from inside, Sinan was very nervous, she didn't know how to face this person, after all, it was herself who didn't say goodbye, and it was herself who was responsible.

Until a sleepy voice came from the other side: "Hey! Who is it? It's so late. ”

Sinan's nose was sour, her lips trembled, but she didn't know what to say, she was also prepared to not be able to get through this number, however, ...... After all, he broke his promise.

After a long silence, when the lazy voice on the other side asked again, Sinan hung up the call in a panic...... She still didn't know how to face that person.

"I want to go with you to see the clear sky......" Sinan's phone rang.