It's because you have money in your pocket that everything suddenly becomes beautiful, why? It's a strange phenomenon, but if you continue to investigate the cause, the madman instantly feels that his brain is completely insufficient, so he can only light a cigarette and smoke lightly, staring at the beautiful night scene in front of him.

Whether it's the brilliant neon signs, or the people selling goods, or the people laughing, or even some couples. Wait, why is there a piercing sensation in the heart? The madman lowered the cigarette in his hand and gently touched his own chest with his left hand, which was the part of the heart, but the heart still seemed to be functioning normally, but why did it hurt?

Oh? It turned out that under the beautiful lights on the long street, the couple stabbed this heart, was it the fault of these couples? Not at all, it's just because of the madman that he misses Yuhan, someone else's girlfriend, who makes him so worried and so painful, why?

The madman was like a fool, tears slowly poured out, walking on this bustling long street, staring at the lovers like a fool, as if all other beauty was instantly lost in this moment, and the only thing left in his eyes was the desire for love.

A cold autumn wind passed by, indicating that the New Year would be coming soon, this is a madman almost a year after he came out of the factory in Kunshan, in the past year, he has not seen Yuhan at all, only occasionally heard Yuhan's voice on the phone, even so, this is also a lot of trouble for Yuhan, because Yuhan hates madmen to call her.

Despite this, really despite this, but the madman knew that he had money in his pocket, but he still couldn't feel the charm of this beautiful long street, even if he still felt beautiful, and the moment he thought of Yuhan, everything in his eyes suddenly lost color, as if he was about to fall into eternal night, which made him feel painful.

He stupidly picked up his expensive mobile phone, and dialed Yuhan's phone over and over again, but he was hung up by the other party without answering, the madman felt that he should be like him opening a book in the game, he must be religious, and tried again and again, and finally the effort paid off, Yuhan finally answered the phone, and the beautiful voice of the madman finally came from the other end of the phone, and the voice said: Don't call anymore, I'm at work, you're really annoying.

It's really a beautiful voice, which makes the madman seem to feel that this discolored beautiful long street has become colorful again, but the madman knows that this is just self-deception, because Yuhan's company, the department where she is located, can't bring a mobile phone to work at all, if Yuhan is at work at this time, then it must be impossible to hang up or answer the phone, so Yuhan lied, and the real truth is that Yuhan herself doesn't want to pay attention to the madman.

But it doesn't matter, maybe the so-called love is so humble, right? The madman struggled to bite his lip, as if to control his own emotions, to control himself from tears at once.

Another bleak autumn wind blew, the madman shivered, and then walked back to the dormitory, the girl next door to the dormitory was going to work in a nightclub at night, so she was not at home, and the people in the dormitory were a group of new colleagues of the madman.

Maniac's colleagues were originally discussing the topic of gaming, they were discussing how to make more money, because they couldn't make money from games, but for Maniac, maybe this was the first time they discussed the so-called normal topic, right?

No! It's not normal at all, because they just discuss, and never go to the game to practice, they know that the book in the game is not worth much, in fact, there is no other way to make money, so the topic of making money they discuss is always to fight monsters, in addition to fighting monsters, or fighting monsters, or even want to team up together to fight elite monsters, because there will be a high chance of getting good equipment, and good equipment is very valuable, yes, they discuss, but never practice, so in the eyes of madmen, Their discussion was boring.

Because the madman understands that he himself is different from this group of people, he will directly practice what ideas he has, and will not just talk about it, the madman knows that he is not a big philosopher, and he has not even understood what people's so-called wisdom is, but the madman knows that there is no point in just talking about it, in our strange world, what is needed is absolute execution, blindly moving forward madness, even if the choice of path is wrong, even if it is to hit a wall, But if you want to hit a wall, you need to take action before you can hit it.

So the madman hates these people who just talk about it, but these people don't hate the madman very much, although they are the madman's new roommates, but they all understand that the madman is the man of the year in the Internet company, and the salary is very high every month, so when they see the madman go back to the dormitory, they have to ask the madman for advice on how to make money.

The madman just smiled and said, you can also abandon your conscience to make money, and the money comes quickly. They don't understand what the madman is saying, but the madman understands completely, because what the madman is talking about is that he's just deceiving people in the game, and that's really it.

Although they still wanted to talk to the madman, but the madman was in a terrible mood now, he just lit a cigarette, and even carried a bottle of liquor in his hand, and drank it with a coo, drinking himself to the point of whirlwind, yes! The madman thinks about Yuhan, he thinks very much, he used to hate those who drank himself to the point of drunkenness, but it is obvious that the current madman has also become the kind of person he once hated infinitely.

The roommates saw the madman crying while drinking, perhaps because they understood what was going on with him, so they stopped bothering him. At this point, the madman began to get a temporary quiet, his heart was full of Yuhan, thinking about the beautiful scene when he first saw Yuhan, seeing that Yuhan's eyes flashed with that unusual light, and everything was now more and more distant from him, even if his current salary was more than four or five times that of Yuhan and her every month, but what could this be? Still can't get Yuhan.

The madman was in this state of being drunk and crying, and took out his own notebook, and drew on it with a gel pen, because his spirit was extremely sluggish, because of the alcohol, so the words he wrote were more like heavenly books, so at this moment, the madman himself did not understand what the hell he was writing in the notebook, but he understood that his heart hurt so much, and he also understood that he was crying.

In fact, the roommates of the madman have known for a long time that the madman is a psychopath, and his brain is a little abnormal, so the current state of the madman, it is not the first time they have seen it, so it is not strange to see it, and continue their own topic, they are also smoking cigarettes, and even drinking liquor, and they start to discuss women.

They said that the girls next door to the dormitory were very beautiful, and they didn't ask what the price was, so it was better to ask tomorrow, and if the price was not very expensive, they would have fun and enjoy it. Yes! This is all there is to the life of migrant workers who have no money, and it is also all about chasing the ultimate happiness, but for the country, this is illegal, is it the fault of the state? No! In fact, the madman couldn't figure out whose fault it was for depriving all migrant workers of their happiness.

It's just that the madman understands that his roommates are a bunch of people who can only talk about it, they don't dare to ask, they definitely don't dare, they don't have such excellent guts, and they don't have the guts to face this kind of instant happiness that can only be obtained by illegal means, so the madman just recorded these things in his notebook word by word.

However, just as the madman was recording these things with tears in his eyes, and thinking about Yuhan, the topic of the roommates suddenly became heavy, and they told that they couldn't make money in the game, that they didn't want to stay here anymore, and that they wanted to work in an electronics factory, saying that they had no luck in the game at all, and God didn't like them.

Yes, all of a sudden, the topic became extremely heavy, and every time the roommates discussed this, it seemed that God would arrange a person full of positive energy, and then stand up and tell them the stories of those great people in the past, and inspire them to work hard, to persevere, the so-called persistence is victory or something.

But now no one stands up to tell these positive energies, as if even God has given up on this depraved place, the floor of this broken room, there are cigarette butts everywhere, there are wine bottles everywhere, the floor is full of messes, the beds are shelf beds, two-tiered, the bedding is in tatters, and the reason for all this is only because there is no money.

It's just that when all the people look at the scene in this dormitory, and even the group of people who seem to be extremely depraved at this moment, the madman absolutely believes, absolutely no one can guess that this group of people is actually working in a gorgeous Internet company, and they are actually doing a job that countless people envy, because the people in this dormitory, as long as they tell anyone that they are employees of the Internet company, anyone will cast an extremely envious, even shocked expression.

Hehe, how boring is it? It's really boring, the madman just continues to record what he seems to be recording, because these depressions and depravities in the current dormitory will actually be the same tomorrow, and if nothing else, this group of people, even the madman himself, before going to bed, will definitely say, tomorrow, tomorrow! Tomorrow we must work hard and do our best!

That's right, after a long while, everyone seemed to have drunk too much and smoked enough, so everyone had to go to sleep, and when the tattered lights went out, sure enough, someone said, "You must work hard tomorrow, you must work hard."

And the madman looked at the time on his own phone in a blur at the moment, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, tomorrow? Is it really tomorrow? And sure isn't it what it is today? This is really a difficult question to understand, because the madman knows that their original intention is to work hard today, not tomorrow, but the madman understands that when he returns to the dormitory after work tonight, it will still be liquor and cigarettes, still depressed and degenerate, of course, the madman is also one of these liquors and cigarettes, depressed and degenerate.