The fragments of memory are like white lightning bolts, flashing and blending in my mind like a movie.

The sun was warm and the breeze was blowing in the shade of the trees, and Hu Feng returned to the old classroom that he missed so much.

The reference books piled high on the desk, and the young faces in school uniforms.

The dream was so real, Hu Feng turned his head and looked at the face that he had lost count of how many times he had dreamed.

That year, he sat in front and she sat behind him.

Finding that Hu Feng was looking at herself, the girl glared at him, and then continued to chat quietly with her tablemate.

If time could freeze at the moment when people want to, maybe ...

The earthquake shook and the classroom began to crumble, and the warm sunlight was replaced by a dim shimmer.

The roaring green flames scorched Hu Feng's spirit, and the heat wave that reached the depths of his soul hit him one by one.

"I'm Hu Feng, born in a mountain village in the north... No! I'm not ... I am... ”

Suddenly, Hu Feng felt an inexplicable throbbing.

His horizon suddenly changed, and what came into his eyes was an endless void.

The stars no longer radiate their seemingly eternal brilliance, and the universe is no longer quiet and silent.

Everything in the universe is silent for one reason - destruction!

In the face of the forces of terror, the world had to calm down, meekly and silently prostrate at its feet.

Hu Feng opened his eyes, and there was a frenzied chaos in his pupils.

At this moment, all living beings in the universe felt that the law was deviating and were leaving them in fear, as if something was coming, and the power of silence was taking over everything.

In the hundreds of millions of temples and temples of various religions, priests and prophets of different religions and beliefs opened their eyes in horror at the same time, and found that from that moment on, their "gods" would no longer respond.

All the statues in the temple trembled slightly, and the grit on the ground rose one after another, as if they were afraid of something.

The beings who dared to resist this terrifying will all shattered one by one, and the crackling sound of the temple building was resounding.

In the endless universe, the terrified screams of billions of living beings rang out at the same time.

Finally, at the end, all living beings bowed in the same direction, just to ask for the slightest mercy of the supreme being of terror.

An irrepressible impulse poured out from the bottom of Hu Feng's heart and squirted out of his throat, and he finally shouted-

"I am Sargeras, Lord of Demons, Eternal Destroyer, Destroyer of All Things!"

"No!"

Hu Feng got up abruptly and sat on the bed panting heavily.

It's a dream again...

Hu Feng was stunned for a while, then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case at the bedside, lit it and slowly walked to the window, looking out the window at the street that was still bustling although it was late at night.

For Xiaopian, the first love in high school, Hu Feng has been reminiscing and remembering in various dreams.

Do you really still love her? There should be, there should be, the first love is a very special and special existence in every man's heart.

It doesn't seem like love, but you can never let go of it in this life.

Thinking of this, Hu Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.

This is just one-sided wishful thinking, if you remember others, they may not remember you equally.

The noble and pure ivory tower of his student days has long been shattered by the sword of reality.

Moreover... As far as he looks like a bird now, he is even more distant from his head.

After graduating from university, Hu Feng left his hometown in the north and came to the southern coast, a metropolis next to Hong Kong, to work and earn a living.

Ambition has long been afraid to talk about it, to use an Internet vocabulary: don't talk to me about ideals, quit.

Opening the window and popping the cigarette butt out, Hu Feng lay back on the bed, glanced around his snail house of less than ten square meters, and closed his eyes again.

Sleep asleep, tomorrow is a new day, that brand new ... Never-ending workday.

Early the next morning, Hu Feng got up on time, put on the blue overalls, rode his electric car, and started a new day's work.

"Dude, your takeaway has arrived, I'm downstairs at your house, come down and get it... Okay, thank you. ”

After ending the call, Hu Feng took the takeaway in his hand and stood under a small six-story building waiting for customers to come down and pick it up.

I have long been familiar with this urban village, and although the countless alleys between the buildings do not have any house numbers and road names, I know this place well.

Shenzhen is such a strange and miraculous city, with a large area of urban villages in the bustling urban area, these low peasant buildings are crowded together like canned food, and like a group of children dressed in shabby, looking at the gorgeously dressed skyscrapers not far away.

A middle-aged uncle wearing shirts, shorts and flip-flops pushed open the door and walked out, smiled at Hu Feng and thanked him, and turned around and returned to the building with takeaways.

He is also considered his regular customer, and he has delivered him seven or eight takeaways before and after, and he is more or less familiar.

Riding on the battery car, there was another vibration on the mobile phone, and a new order came.

After setting up the business address navigation, Hu Feng started the battery car.

When he first came to Shenzhen, he also wanted to work in a factory, and his first stop was Longhua New District outside the Guan, where a large number of factories recruit people every day.

This is indeed the case, Hu Feng came to Longhua New District at that time, and was soon recruited back by a factory that shouted to do daily settlement, and began his short factory career.

But soon Hu Feng found out that this was not the case.

Daily settlement, as the name suggests, pays you once a day, and is not technically considered a long-term job.

The people who came with me looked like old fritters, and they smiled and took their daily wages and left.

This is the first blow that reality gave Hu Feng.

He understood what Sanhe Dashen was, and the Sanhe Labor Market was the largest recruitment location in Longhua, and he was recruited there.

The gods of Sanhe never do long-term work, they like the end of the day.

Do one day, play for three days, today I don't want to do tomorrow, and tomorrow may fall into a state of hanging because I can't find a new day, but this is not today's thing, so I don't care about him.

The god who has a little money in his hand lives in an express hotel, or an Internet café all night.

Those who don't have money in their hands buy a meal, buy a large bottle of mineral water, and make the world their home, and there are beds everywhere.

Don't they have ideals? Are they willing to live this kind of life that is inferior to pigs and dogs? Hu Feng didn't understand it at the time.

But now he already understood.

It's not that the gods of Sanhe don't have ideals, but this reality tears their ideals alive and throws them on the ground and keeps trampling on them.

And when your ideals are torn apart by reality again and again, when you gradually succumb to this status quo, and even find some fun in it, then it is difficult for you to get out of here.

Sanhe represents a state of life, a group of sad and empty people, they are not inferior to others, but their hearts have long since sunk.

Big Shenzhen, small dreams, empty hearts.

Hu Feng's battery car shuttled through the traffic and headed towards the navigation point.

He didn't want to live the kind of life of the three gods, and he was afraid that he would sink and collapse because of it.

So he came to Kannai and got a job as a delivery boy for a food delivery company.

For a bachelor like himself, he works hard every month, and his salary is enough for his daily expenses, as well as the cheapest entertainment: computers.

Arrived at the destination, Hu Feng was stunned for a moment, this is an extremely high-end Western restaurant, although it has been hanging on the takeaway software, but the starting price and the unit price of the meal are really prohibitive.

It seems that this restaurant has finally ushered in its first order on the Internet, and someone who is stupid and has a lot of money has taken the bait.

Walk into the restaurant, sit down near the door, and wait for the takeout to be ready.

The waiter's attitude towards him was not bad, and he brought a glass of lemonade.

There are not so many bloody plots that look down on people, in Shenzhen, a service-oriented city, everyone is a working class, and no one can look down on anyone.

Half an hour later, Hu Feng took the exquisitely packaged takeaway bag and turned around and left the restaurant.

His food delivery destination is a very upscale community in the center of the area.