Why do you feel lonely? Why, in the silent night, without the bustling city like a dream and the feasting and feasting, no matter how rushed, it still feels unreal and loneliness spreads? Why, despite searching for him countless times, I still can't find the love that will last me forever?
Luo Qingchen had never figured it out. A glass of red wine, a pack of cigarettes, an incredibly illusory network, and taking the subway every day. This is her whole life.
She never believed in love. In the subway, she met Gu Ying, the handsome man with a casual look; in the bar, she met Kawen, an Englishman with brown hair, blue eyes, wheat-colored skin, and who spoke jerky Chinese; on the Internet, she met Zhou Ming, the Shanghai man who always confided his concerns to her and always said that she was a virgin. She never believed in love, but she looked forward to it. They all said they loved him and her, but for those overwhelming feelings, she just thought they were lonely. Then, love can come out casually; then, they can pretend to comfort each other and cherish each other; then, they are still lonely, and their eyes shine with lonely light at night.
Prosperity is like a dream, and no one can escape loneliness.
