Late at night, I was hunched on the top of a 38-story building, looking out the window, out of which were lined with sparkling lights, and in the distance were the winding and neon-lit city roads.

At this time, the lights were on, and countless pedestrians came out of the unit and were hurrying towards their warm homes.

And when I got off work, I was not thinking about going home as soon as possible, but how to find something to dispel my lonely, empty and sad heart, for which I was tired of it.

When I think of the indifferent attitude and perfunctory eyes of the person I share in bed, my heart freezes, if these are all caused by the itch of seven years of marriage, I can endure it, and I can try to change it.

But I despaired that when I found out that my pillow man was cheating mentally and physically, I could not help him, and I could only watch him leave me little by little, and give all his warmth and gentlemanly demeanor and passion for men to other women without reservation.

I never doubted him, but when the facts were clearly laid out in front of me, it was like a sharp slap that struck me out of thin air and made me dizzy and shocked.

In the evening night, I dragged my tired steps, drunken and hazy struggled out of my luxury car, and the driver who sent me back was courteous to help me, but I waved my hand and stopped.

"You go, I can go back alone, I don't want you to care."

The assistant brother who was newly hired by me, who looked like a jade tree in the wind, was chic and handsome, and saw that I insisted on walking alone, so he had to reluctantly park the car for me and silently watch me go away.

I swayed forward alone, and in front of my eyes, I saw a world that was about to fall, with sloping tall buildings, sloping figures, and even more sloping roads. But despite this, I was able to stumble back to my home, a home that wasn't warm, but it was still a home.

When I arrived, I stepped on high heels, wore a chic cheongsam, staggered and walked to the tall and spacious mansion in front of me, surrounded by green trees.

In the distance, I saw the familiar luxury SUV parked in front of the garage, and I knew that my husband had returned.

This is an unprecedented thing, usually he always works overtime or socializes late, tonight, the sun came out of the west, and my husband actually returned home from the unit early.

In any case, it doesn't matter whether he loves me or not, I'm used to his coldness and affection, and I'm used to his negligence and cold eyes.

But deep down, even if he is not in a thousand ways, he is still one of my dearest relatives after all, and that kind of intimacy is the continuous reciprocal and parting brought about by a seven-year marriage.

Seeing his car parked at home, a warm spark flashed through my sour and cold heart.

It's just that if it weren't for me getting drunk, if it weren't for the flight delay, I might be sitting on the flight to the imperial capital right now.

I canceled my flight at short notice, so I was lucky enough to meet my husband, who left early and returned late and rarely saw me.

I staggered into the large foyer, took off my shoes lightly, trembled my hands, opened the door with my key, and walked towards the room.

I habitually walked behind the door, and was about to reach out to turn on the light behind the door, but, in an instant, a strange sound suddenly swept into my ears.

It was a strange and familiar ambiguous mixture of women and men.

They float in the darkness of the night, like ghostly snake demons, scarlet tongues in the dark night, greedily trying to eat their prey that reaches their mouths.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest at the sound of this strange and blushing sound, followed by a great sense of humiliation that struck me like thunder in the skull.

I had a splitting headache, a broken heart, and a crumbling heart.

I struggled to hold on to the wall, holding back the great sadness and humiliation in my heart, and let the wave of despair and pain sweep and lap at my fragile heart.

After all, it is coming, and I can't stop it, I thought that my best friend's kind reminder to me was just a joke, but I didn't expect that everything has come true now.

The assistant to the chairman, who was once charming and delicate after running before and after her husband's unit, finally succeeded in taking the position.

Like a wild wolf eyeing her, she finally tried her best to eat her husband's fat lamb in her mouth.

This hateful*, I hate her, I want to rush upstairs at once, turn on the headlights, and let all the ugliness come to light, and I'm going to strike hard, pull her hair and slap her with all my might.

My frenzied heart and despair crossed this ridiculous thought first.

But soon I denied myself, I was not that kind of person, he could be ruthless and unrighteous to me, but I could not be so ruthless and unrighteous to him.

I am a graduate of a key university that has graduated from the imperial capital with many years of higher education, I have academic qualifications, status, quality and education, how can I reduce myself to a ridiculous thug and shrew for the sake of an cheating *.

I can't do that ridiculous act, and I don't bother to do it.

In a trance, I repudiated the frenzied plan that had first sprung up in my mind.

When a clearer and piercing voice came, I instantly felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar, and this once warm home for me had now been shattered into thousands of sad sharp pieces, piercing my heart mercilessly one by one, making my heart ache and gurgle and bleed.

Since home is no longer home, since the person I once cherished has abandoned me, why should I beg for the remaining warmth and temperature.

Salty and salty tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my already hazy vision.

Instead of trying to turn on the light that had brought me warmth in the dark night and guided me home, I staggered, grabbed the bag I had put down, struggled to turn around, and walked out the door.

I gently closed and locked the heavy door.

When I put on my shoes and stood alone in the cold spring wind and in the dark night, the cold wind that swept from all sides made me really realize that from now on, I would be a poor loner, a homeless man.

Wandering alone on the streets tonight, I stumbled forward alone, I didn't know where to go under my feet, and I didn't know what my tomorrow would look like.

I used to love to chase my dreams when I was young, and I just wanted to fly forward, traveling all over the mountains and thousands of rivers, and I couldn't go back all the way......

I don't know how my ridiculous head was stimulated to come up with the lyrics at such a moment.

In the past, I may not be strong enough, not brave enough, I am used to having someone with me to bear the burden of life silently, and I am used to having someone with me to deal with the trivial things of work and life, but when habit becomes dependent, I lose a lot of courage and determination to live alone.

However, no matter how much pain and helplessness there is, this time I can't stop myself from moving forward alone, I have no way back, there is no way out.

Walking through the winding asphalt road with swaying green leaves at the entrance of the community, walking towards the long city street, I saw a familiar man standing in the dim street corner light shadow not far away, who seemed to be waiting for the car.

At this time, he obviously recognized me, and immediately turned around and ran nervously towards me.