When the city is too big, people's hearts are empty.

Late at night, on the lonely overpass in winter, Huaying stared at the desperate gray-white air in the distance, she couldn't see through it, and she couldn't see far, just like looking at the heart of a male classmate.

Every winter, she thinks of that person because she can't forget it.

"Forget it!"

Flower Shadow sighed deeply, her long breath exhaling from the gap between her white nose and pink lips, condensing into a mist in the gray air, and she ended the night's confusion with three words.

"Let's get started!"

Huaying bent down and shook when her fingertips touched the towbar of the small board car.

Yes, that day, the beggar who sang, dragging a tattered flatbed truck with a megaphone and a broken stereo fixed on the car, holding a dirty and broken microphone in his hand, sang in a dumb voice along with the original voice, which aroused a lot of contempt.

On the entire overpass, only a few people threw the steel hammer to him, and among these people, Flower Shadow was the most generous and understanding of beggars.

After dropping the steel hammer, Hanakage buys this "equipment" from the beggar without hesitation, and spends "a lot of money".

In the surprised eyes of the crowd, Huaying's long skirt flew under the long white down jacket, the dirty lever was tightly held on her slender and soft white hand, and her extremely firm expression, slender and tall back, and beautiful face looked so pale in the cold wind.

Thinking of this, her heart ached: it was the last three hundred yuan...... This beggar is too ruthless!

Now, she is penniless and will continue to go out tomorrow to look for work.

There are not many instant noodles and pickles left in the rental house.

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The time below belongs to the flower shadow, this world, for the time being, also belongs to the flower shadow, the entire empty overpass, in the second half of the night, also only belongs to the flower shadow.

The early morning wind blows on the skin like a sharp knife, like a knife cut, like a needle prick, and it is now the cold winter in the north, not only the cold wind from Siberia, but also the extremely powerful dense fog.

Flower Shadow's heart sank in the pale mist.

She took the dirty microphone from the towbar, turned up the volume of the beggar's megaphone and stereo to the maximum, then she picked up the microphone, aimed it at the right distance to her mouth, took a deep breath, used up her maximum lung capacity since birth, and shouted, "Why don't you just say it and leave? What can you do if you say it? I don't want you to love me so much! You don't even hold your hand, you go? At least let me touch your finger, can't you? Why be so cruel? I tell you! You look so abstract, I don't like you! Go and grow old with your school girl! I don't care! I don't care...... If you don't love me, why do you want me to reverie? Why do you give me delusions? Do you always like to play tricks on my seriousness like this?"

The sound of the shadow of the flower was like the thunder of the night sky, suddenly spreading over and below the entire overpass, shocking and piercing, and the cry in the silence was particularly abrupt, like a spike piercing the eardrum, making the roots of the ears hurt.

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In the depths of the night fog, two beams of intense light from the headlights of the car pierce the darkness and make the fine particles in the dense fog visible.

"Young Master, are we here?"

"Well, right here, a few of them will be here in a minute. ”

"But this ......"

"Say!"

"Young master, I think the fog is too heavy tonight, the visibility is too low, is it ...... drag racing?"

"You want to say it's too dangerous, right? Uncle Guan, I'm already an adult, and I'm going to study abroad next month, and I won't have many opportunities to play with my good brothers in the future, and tonight is the last time before I go abroad." Besides, this kind of foggy day is more interesting, the visibility is low, the fight is technology and memory, this road, a few of us have been through I don't know how many times. What about the fog? I know how to walk with my eyes closed!"

"This ...... Uncle Guan is old, watching you grow up, if Madame knows about this matter, alas, ......!"

"Uncle Guan, don't worry, I won't tell my mother!

"Yes, young master, thank you, young master!"

"Haha......"

Zhang Chengjian's hearty laughter echoed in the night fog.

Uncle Guan is a distant relative of his mother, and since his father's career has grown bigger and bigger, Uncle Guan has been called by his mother to take care of him, because his mother also has a lot of things to do and has no time to take care of other things, including her children.

Since the age of five, Guan Hanguo has become Zhang Chengjian's personal "nanny", following him wherever Zhang Chengjian goes, obeying orders, and never going against Zhang Chengjian's will.

Zhang Chengjian is in his early twenties this year, with excellent grades in four years of college, and there is no casual leisure of rich children at all, this time he went abroad to study for a master's degree and a doctorate in economics, and after graduation, he will inherit his father's company and industry, as the chairman of the next generation of companies, he must have higher knowledge and richer experience.

Aside from reading, his only hobbies are drag racing and playing with cars.

In this northern city, Huangjia District is the territory of the wealthy, but also the best security area, the area of lakeview villas, villas can be seen everywhere, there are no other types of residences, Zhang Chengjian's brothers are distributed in these luxury estates, from time to time to get together to drag racing, play cars.

As for girlfriends?

Zhang Chengjian was not interested, but his brothers would bring different girls over every time to watch them play with the car.

Every time, they will bring two or three more, in terms of appearance, it does meet the standard of beauty, and in terms of temperament, it is okay. In short, true and false, Zhang Chengjian never believed in the disguised temperament. Whether it is a rich woman, a college student, or a young entrepreneurial woman, most of those who can follow them to watch them drag racing come with some hopes.

This kind of person......

Not much fun!

Zhang Chengjian's heart is very firm, he wants to find a girl who matches his three views, as a lifelong partner, and will never abandon him.

In the distance, a roaring engine sound, through the thick night fog, got closer and closer, the corners of Zhang Chengjian's mouth couldn't help but rise, he knew that it was his good brothers who came.

Growing up together, playing together, learning together, racing together, discussing world affairs together, clubbing together, eating and drinking together...... Only, don't talk about the rights and wrongs of the emotional world with them.

Zhang Chengjian's personality is known to everyone, so he can't say it, so he has to bring a few girls every time, maybe one of them can suddenly touch his heart.

......

He saw a few faint beams of light through the thick fog.

"I'm late every time!"

Although he said so, his heart was full of friendship and very warm.

In the distance, the sound of heavy metal from four luxury sports cars reverberates on the foggy asphalt road, and tonight, six young girls play with them, so the noise of the girls is also heard.