When I left the coffee shop, I ignored the looks that passers-by looked at me. I looked down at my messy outfit with a white windbreaker and coffee. I was also drunk. I walked on the street with my mind in confusion. As I walked, the sky was gradually surrounded by darkness. After pausing, I realized that I was on a stone bridge. When I woke up, I realized that I didn't know where I was.
I looked around, it was dark and windy, and I didn't see a single car. Finally, I couldn't help crying.
"Woooooooo..."
Just when I was immersed in my own sorrow and couldn't extricate myself, I cried like a pig roaring. I saw a dark figure not far away standing on the edge of the stone bridge, as if seeking death.
Although I am also a sad person, I am not going to seek death. It seems that this dear friend is worse than me, otherwise I would not be so upset. Seeing this, I rushed forward with the speed of a sprint champion on the sports field.