But what's the point of complaining? Yes, even the never-ending complaints, or even the most devout prayers, don't really have any meaning, just like what people call justice, in fact, these things never seem to have any meaning, this is the world, it is also the glitz and glamour of the world, everything here is just money.

Smoking the cigarette in his hand, feeling the heat wave of this hot summer, the street lamps on both sides of the long street still exude the same charming sunset color, but under this seemingly beauty, crying indifferently, my heart hurts to the point that I can't breathe, I really want to go back and return to the dirty residential area, because there is Zhou Yaping there.

It's just that the steps under his feet are so stubborn that he always refuses to go back, so this stubborn step is to keep moving forward with himself, but is it really forward? I don't know.

……

Finally stayed in an Internet café on the side of the long street, the Internet café has a cool air conditioner, although the decoration is not very good, but it is so familiar, dim lighting, smoky environment, from time to time some swear words, probably they encountered something unhappy in the game, right? Yes, they're complaining about what's wrong with the characters in the game, and of course there are happy people, probably because the characters in the game got some good equipment, right?

Game? I used to seem to like to play very much.,It seems to remember the extremely arrogant declaration of the apprentices around me who used to be in the Internet company.,Can go to heaven and earth in the game.,Can do anything.,Of course, there's also that sentence.,The game is your own life.,Hehe,Once the game was really your own life.,I even think,As long as there is a game,There will be no end in the world.。

But now? No, not now, it's basically from the time of the Internet company, which seems to have lost interest in the game forever, no matter how big the publicity is, no matter how beautiful the picture is, the game no longer has any attraction to itself, like a fool, wiped the tears in his eyes a little, is still thinking, thinking about whether to return to the dirty and cockroach-infested residential area, yes, there is still time, as long as you go back there, no, even as long as you go back to the company, as long as you do a machine without any thinking, Standing on the edge of the injection molding machine, so that you can see Zhou Yaping, yes.

Hehe, it's really helpless, and he wiped his tears lightly, telling himself not to think about these things, just tell himself again, Zhou Yaping is just the second Jing, so that he can let go of this thought, but is this really the case?

Numbly, I turned on the computer, touched the pen on my short-sleeved chest, this pen carries all the stories of Lili, and the part of the paint on it also carries the story of myself and Jing, so I smiled bitterly, and then opened the chat software on the computer, I originally just wanted to leave a message to Lili, saying that I missed her, and I did do it, but, inadvertently, I saw something else.

The classic avatar attached to the system on a chat software is gray and black at the moment, and the name is: Little Angel, and what is an angel? Is it a winged alien creature, or is it a large moth? But no matter what kind of creature the angel is, in short, people say that it represents holiness, but what does this have to do with the kind of creature that is not human, this gray-black avatar, or this person named Little Angel, in fact, she is Zhou Yaping.

Looking at her avatar, I couldn't calm down, I kept sighing, but my heart kept thinking, I wanted to tell her right now that I was wrong, I shouldn't lie, no, I wanted to say nothing now, and I went back to the dirty, noisy, and even cockroach-infested residential area.

……

In the end, no one understood why they just refused to go back, so it was dark, and there were already very few people in the Internet café, but at this time there were even fewer people, and several aunts who were about 50 years old were cleaning up the garbage, whether it was a drink bottle on the computer desktop, or the cigarette ash that was bounced on the desktop, or the cigarette butts that were thrown on the ground.

And the madman is still just smoking a cigarette in numbness, with no expression on his face, but there are no more tears in his eyes, is it because he cries too much and there are no tears? No, it's not, in fact, the so-called collapse is sometimes really just a matter of an instant, but all people say something, men don't talk lightly when they have tears, in short, this sentence means that boys shouldn't cry easily.

So he lit a cigarette again, thinking, or after a while, he will go out of the Internet café and go outside, or go outside, and he will keep walking, and he will stop and look for a job. That's right, that's how it was intended.

Then I opened the anime on the computer, watched the anime, and even bought a bucket of Master Kong's braised instant noodles at the account desk of the Internet café, and bought the braised noodles because there was no coriander, but this instant noodles are really unpalatable to death, I really don't know why, why do others think it's delicious when they eat it? But I didn't eat and was hungry, so I picked up a few bites and drank a few mouthfuls of soup indiscriminately.

And after a long while, suddenly her mobile phone rang, and she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and saw that it was a phone number that was so familiar that she could no longer be familiar with it, this was Zhou Yaping's phone number, so she hung up directly, but she immediately called again, so she turned off the mobile phone directly, and it was clean all of a sudden.

Then zoom out the full-screen screen on the monitor, and see that the time in the lower right corner is 8:07 in the morning, at this time of the day, I was standing in the injection molding workshop, and I was listening to Zhou Yaping say that some people are not serious at work, in short, she must be standing alone in front of more than a dozen people, and reprimanding everyone face-to-face with more than a dozen people, and even scolding people, saying who dozes off during work hours, and is not afraid of the injection molding machine clipping off the arm or something.

But for some reason, when I thought of this, I smiled slightly, then lit a cigarette, and glanced at the unfinished instant noodles next to the keyboard, and I was distracted.

After about ten minutes, the phone was restarted, and then he sent a text message to Zhou Yaping: You go to work hard, I wish you can find happiness that belongs only to you, and we won't bother each other in the future.

But just a few seconds after the text message was sent, she immediately called, the madman grinned bitterly, and chose to turn off the phone again in desperation, but the cheeks were sour, and then the nose began to be sour, and even the eyes were, gritting her teeth, continuing to smoke a cigarette, but she was unwilling to choose to start the phone again.

So the madman is with this extremely complicated mood, and then continue to watch the anime on the computer, until more than ten o'clock in the morning, then lift his plastic bag, and then return the card, this leaves the Internet café, the first moment out of the Internet café, what I feel is the malice from this world, it is the oncoming heat wave, it is so hot that I want to die, I really want to go back to the Internet café again, but I have to look for a job, because the current self belongs to self-departure, and I will not get nearly half a month's salary at all, And the money in the bank card is not very large, so you can't play for too long.

That's right, this is the sorrow of the madman, and the sorrow of all the migrant workers, once they stop working, they will die because they have no money, this is a strategy of the capitalists to control the workers, so that all the workers get a salary that cannot support them to live for too long, so that all the workers must always work, because there is no other choice.

So he walked on this long street that was so hot that it was to death, and there were still people passing by on the side of the road from time to time, but not too much, after all, the current time is the time for migrant workers to go to work, and this is a gathering place for migrant workers, so there are not many people on the long street, even if there are, they may only work night shifts, and now they are off work, or they are looking for a job, anyway, if it is not these two types of people, then it is very likely that they are rich businessmen, or those who are not doing their jobs.

In short, there are very few people on the long street now, so the madman is smoking a cigarette, walking aimlessly on this kind of long street, and his mood is extremely complicated, and he has been thinking about whether to turn on the mobile phone, whether to answer Zhou Yaping's call, or whether to call her back?

Hehe, grinning bitterly, I felt that I should not do this, so I still walked forward, I really don't know how long I walked, until I saw a big bridge, and it seemed to be a very wide moat under the bridge, but is this really a moat? Standing on the side of the bridge, sticking to the iron fence more than half a person high, I saw that there were many ships passing below, and every time the ships passed by, there would be a lot of waves, and the water quality here was quite good, in short, it did not emit a foul smell, but the water quality felt like there was clear mud inside.

And some of these ships are full of sand, some are small stones, and of course there are other cargoes, but the current scene seems to make me feel a little better, I don't know why, why several cargo ships passing slowly in a river have such magic.

So staying in this place, even if the sun is scorching overhead, but this does not make you give up watching the passing cargo ships, and even saw a few big white birds flying on the river, it is really a big white bird, is this the legendary seagull? That's right, it's not too far from the sea in the first place, are these white birds really seagulls flying from the sea?

But after observing for a long, long time, and even smoking a lot of cigarettes under the scorching sun, I didn't observe anything, and I was still not sure if this thing was a seagull, but I took out my mobile phone again, ready to take pictures of them, yes, my mobile phone does have a photo function, although it is not very clear.

It's just that this phone has just been activated, and the mood that was originally slightly better immediately became melancholy again, because I saw many text messages, all of which were sent by Zhou Yaping.