Yes.
The car stopped at the station entrance, ripples were made in the water on a rainy day, and the splashing water splashed under the feet.
The crowd began to flow, as if catching the last train at the end of the day, swarming towards the newly opened door, adding even more congestion to the already crowded carriage.
Those who get on the bus push those who get off, and those who get off step on the bus. Swearing, quarrels, car horns honking, motors roaring - the whole world is noisy.
A few street lamps cast a dim halo of light on the wet ground, and reflected a dim and dazzling light from the stagnant water. They were like the ambiguous eyes of a lover, charming and full of light, but they still could not stop the footsteps of passers-by, let alone the lonely and empty hearts of urbanites. . .
The young man held the umbrella carefully and jumped step by step to avoid the mud and mud on the road.
After hurriedly dodging a pedestrian who bumped into him, the young man let out a long and gentle sigh of relief.
Unlike other high school students who gathered together in small groups and talked loudly, the young man just held an umbrella and walked to the door of the furniture store behind the stop sign, leaning on it, closing his eyes lightly and watching coldly.
Slowly taking out the earplugs from his arms and putting them in his ears, the young man seemed to fall into a world where he was the only one left.
A screeching brake forced the boy to open his eyes.
No.
He snorted in disgust and slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, a slim figure came into view, and the young man seemed to wake up suddenly.
Following her with his eyes, the boy showed an innocent smile like a child.
Wanting to step forward, he hesitated to take a step, but finally stepped back, just staring at the girl's back, his eyes filled with joy and tenderness.
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