In a small warehouse near the port city wharf, a group of mainland men who work as coolies are crowded.

Most of them came here stealing, and they had no home here, no work, and could only work as coolies on the docks.

Eating instant noodles, during the Chinese New Year, everyone gets together and finds a fellow with a TV to get together.

Some time ago, there was one more person here, a tall man, who asked him what his name was, and he said his name was Adong.

This will call him up, and I don't know who bought the quick-frozen dumplings, which will cook a pot, and someone will open two bottles of inferior liquor, pour them for everyone, and get together to eat dumplings and watch TV.

There are a lot of people here, and there are a lot of gangs, and there are many frictions in ordinary times.

This year, a large-scale Spring Festival Gala was held in the mainland, and although they came here, they still loved home, and listened to the actors with familiar accents performing various programs at the party, which was quite cordial.

The man who was called Adong was obviously not interested in any of this.

He is not the same person as the people here, they are all single men here, most of them are in the prime of life, after doing work during the day, they work hard to earn a day's money, and after settling the settlement, they go to find a place to spend time.

At this time, the port city has the most lights in the red zone.

Anyway, he is also a bachelor, and a happy day is a day, even if there is no tomorrow after today, a night of husband and wife will be a night of husband and wife.

After this man named Adong came, except for working during the day, he basically didn't go out at night, like a monk, and he didn't seem interested in anything.

Many people guessed that he probably had been hit by some strong wind and waves before, so he was like this.

Otherwise, good young people would not have fled here.

Someone pulled him to take him out for recreation and to find a good-looking girl, but he didn't go.

After a long time, everyone stopped taking him.

Everyone gathered around to watch the party, only there was a TV here, and many other people from the dock also came, including a dock boss level figure who also came, and everyone poured him wine and circled around him.

Ah Dong was not interested, took a shower and prepared to sleep.

He lay on the bed, looking at the top bed, and his brow never stretched.

He has been here for more than two months, and Deng Lao said that it is up to him whether he can find an opportunity.

Those people have eyeliner here, and he is thinking, how can he appear in front of those eyeliner without a trace, so that they can pay attention to himself?

When Zhou Changdong was thinking about it, he heard a familiar melody coming, this lyrics, this singing......

Zhou Changdong stood up, walked to the back of the crowd, and looked at the small color TV on the front.

Familiar faces, familiar clothes, and the scenery behind her, a man and a woman, snuggling by the river.

The delicate voice, the lingering singing, everything seems to have just happened.

He watched the camera zoom in, the corners of the little girl's lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were closed, as if she was trapped in a clip from the past and refused to come out.

It was obviously a happy face, but he burst into tears.

Zhou Changdong only felt that his heart was hit hard, and the fists at his side were clenched tightly, his cheeklines were tight, and his forbearance and restraint seemed to burst in his body at any time.

He promised her that he would hold her in the palm of his hand and love her for the rest of his life.

But he couldn't.

Zhou Changdong greedily looked at the small screen of the TV, looking at the face that he had missed for a long time.

The person who doesn't dare to think about it every day, the name that he doesn't dare to pronounce, for fear that the "slightly" will consume all his will, and he will put down everything and go back to see her.