During the long night, the street lights flickered on and off, as if to prove that he was still lingering. The lights in the surrounding residential buildings have long gone out, but only a few students who are preparing for the college entrance examination are still burning the midnight oil to study. The boy was walking aimlessly on the streets. His name was Jiang Chi. When he was very young, he spent all day hanging out in black-hearted Internet cafes and other places. The residents in this area don't like to be close to him. They say he is a gangster. They say they are uneducated and know how to fight all day long. In fact, this can't be entirely his fault. Jiang Chi's mother has not been around since he was a child. Where is his father? Never seen it before. The only relative left is his elderly grandfather. Grandpa is getting older and really has no energy to take care of him, which leads to his withdrawn temperament. He thought they simply hated him and couldn't stand people like him.
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Jiang Chi wore a black shirt today, and the good shirt gave him a sense of abstinence. Seventeen years old, upright and youthful, at this age when he should be in his prime, he shows fearless decadence. As if he sensed something was wrong, he raised his head suddenly, only to see an inappropriate white halo of light appearing not far away. The circle of light kept getting closer, illuminating the surrounding night sky. Due to drinking, he was slow to react and was knocked down before he could dodge. The moment he fell, he could see the circle of light clearly. It was the headlight of a motorcycle. In a daze, he saw a young man about his age. The boy got off the motorcycle and looked at him a little apologetically.
There was another sound. Jiang Chi couldn't see clearly. He felt himself being picked up. He squinted and saw that it was the young man...
Intention: Try it, it will always work
