Winter has really arrived, and all the leaves of the sycamore trees on the roadside have fallen off, leaving only the bare branches. Even at noon when the sun is in the sky, it is as cold as being in an ice cellar.
As usual, Lin Ziheng was riding his bicycle on the way to the company. His home was being renovated. Because he didn't have enough money, he wanted to borrow some money from relatives and friends, but his old father refused and said that the borrowed money would have to be repaid, so it was better to simply decorate it. However, Lin Ziheng was a face-conscious person and had to decorate well no matter what. Because of this, the father and son argued. Later, it was Lin Ziheng's girlfriend who spent a lot of words to separate the two, so Lin Ziheng felt very annoyed and depressed.
However, his unsatisfactory bicycle wheels, probably due to lack of oil, always made a squeaking sound along the way. Pedestrians passing by him on the road would look back at him, which made him even more irritated.
When he rode to the traffic light, because the brake line of the bicycle was broken, he could only stop by dragging his feet on the ground. He looked around aimlessly. He was stunned and stared at a girl. The girl had a mobile phone in her hand and was making a call. Maybe she felt that someone was watching her, so she raised her eyes and looked at Lin Ziheng. At this sight, the girl was also stunned, and she didn't even know where to put the phone.
Lin Ziheng was really surprised. This was his girlfriend a few months ago. In fact, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a lover, because Lin Ziheng already had a girlfriend at the time, but when he went to work in a new unit, he met this girl and the two became close.