Immortal Lord Asks for Love

March 22, 2012, midnight. There was still one minute before the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand met, and the sound of high heels tapping on the marble floor came from far and near at the gate of the xxx subdistrict office, which was particularly clear in the silent night. Two beams of orange lights came slowly on the fourteen-meter-wide lane. It was a bus marked with a '6', and the lights inside the bus were brightly lit. In the empty carriage, several dark heads could be seen swaying back and forth as the vehicle moved. The warm lights bring a warm temptation to passers-by in the cold early spring. …