Yesterday was the Lantern Festival, and it was also Valentine's Day, a very coincidental event.

I saw street interviews asking people, are you celebrating Lantern Festival or Valentine's Day?

It's just that, it seems that in this festival, no one thinks of us, people who have neither the Lantern Festival nor Valentine's Day.

This article is not for those who are immersed in love, nor for those who can reunite with their families, but for many brothers who have just left their hometowns, embarked on a strange journey again, returned to a strange city, and lived in a strange rented house.

Like everyone else, I've had the experience of wandering, those nights, sitting alone in a small rented room, staring at the computer in a daze. There is neither a beloved girl nor a family by his side.

That kind of loneliness, flowing into our hearts along the deep night, is not necessarily sad, but it must be very lonely, especially when the fireworks outside the window last night were brilliant and everyone was eating glutinous rice balls, but what we had in front of us was just a self-made egg fried rice......

When I was a student, I also had the experience of spending holidays outside, but at that time, there was a brother in the dormitory by my side, playing games together, playing cards together, pooling money to drink, smoke, chat, and talk nonsense in the next restaurant, and stay up all night in the Internet café until dawn.

However, when we grow up, we are left with only ourselves, a cold house, a bed, a computer, a phone that never rings, maybe we will call our family, but we still have to pretend to be very strong, so that our family feels that they are living well, in fact, we are not good at all, we are very lonely.

Today, I invited a few buddies from college to dinner, wrote a novel for an afternoon, and then went out at nightfall, full of surprise, waiting for them to appear.

However, there was only one person who came, either to shirk and work overtime, or to say that it was cold and unwilling to go out.

So, the only brother and I sat in the restaurant, drinking bottle after bottle, we chatted, talking loudly, talking about dreams, talking about the future, we looked forward to the day when we could create a light that belonged to us in this world, but when we walked out of the restaurant and parted.

He patted me on the shoulder and said, "People like us, without girls, without good jobs, have no future." In the past, there were four people playing black games together, but now it's just the two of us chatting. The rest of the brothers should start a family, and those who should go back to their hometown should go back to their hometown. Who is still floating like us? ”

At that moment, I watched him get into the car and leave.

And I stood under the roadside lights, smoking cigarettes one after another, watching the cyan smoke fly up along the light projected by the streetlights, disappearing into the sky, disappearing, just like our youth, like those green years that we once lived together, gone......

Actually, those of us who are wandering don't want much.

We only hope that this society can be fair to us, so that we can find a job to support our family even if we don't leave home, and we only hope that the girls we used to like don't leave me because I don't have money, don't leave me because I don't have a good car, and don't leave me because I don't have a house!

We only hope that on February 14th, you will not forget those of us who are lonely and adrift.

That's enough, that's satisfying, that's happy.

Today, I would like to dedicate this document to those who are lonely, to those who have left home without a beloved girl.

The night is as cold as water, but it can't be as cold as the thoughts and sorrows in my heart......