Ye Jia looked up at the sky, the misty drizzle was falling continuously, and the swishing wind poured straight into his neck. He didn't drive or take a taxi, and walked slowly along the street.

I have never walked in the drizzle in my life. Only once, it was that night, not long after I met the girl, she was strong, she didn't have to send it herself, she would rather walk alone in the middle of the night and walk on the winter street. Maybe it's not "rather", but it's a last resort, because there is no one to rely on, so you can only rely on yourself. Originally, I once thought so firmly that I was her lifelong "dependence" - it turned out that I still disappointed her after all.

She is a lonely girl, with no family, is there any place to go at the moment, and where has she gone?

The numb, strange pain in his heart seemed to gradually wake up, and he picked up his phone and dialed her in the drizzle, but, as every time before, it was the same echo: "Hello, the phone you made is turned off." ”

The phone is turned off, no one is nowhere to be found, where did she go? is obviously in the same city, but to find a person, it is still like looking for a needle in the sea.

He didn't give up, and continued to dial without sleep, as he had done for the previous two days. However, this time, luck was not on his side, as if he saw her get into a taxi and chased her out, but he could no longer stop the car, and when the next car came, fifteen minutes had passed.

What is Providence? Maybe this is providence?

He looked up at the drizzly sky, and suddenly felt so resentful - what right does the heavens have to live in the fate of others? Why did he bother with so many artificial participations, but what kind of "providence" did he want to cover up?!

The drizzle was still falling, and he didn't know how long he had walked, but when he looked up, he saw that he had come to the famous square of City C. Thousands of potted flowers decorate the festival scene, huge bouquet display, around the unfinished subway station viewing square, tall artificial fountain sprayed into a flower, the grass hidden speaker, with a very festive festival music.

This was originally the most lively hinterland of City C, but because of the drizzle, because of the Spring Festival-

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