In the alleys of Yangcheng in late summer and early autumn, the sultry air in compact and dense handshake buildings seemed to have stopped. Accompanied by the squeaking sound of the air-conditioning units, the pedestrians were urging themselves to go home.

Of course, the midnight snack stall that opened at night in front of the alley is still very lively. In addition to some migrant workers living in the urban village behind, eating skewers, drinking and bragging, there is also a table of college students who are already blushing and excited about their faces.

"Come on, Yanzi, I'll blow another bottle with you." A boy with a big and thick look and a northern accent picked up a bottle of beer heroically and shouted with a handsome look and a little scholarly temperament sitting beside him.

"Uh, no... no, Lao Lei, I... I'm a little bit... I'll drink it later..." The boy with a scholar-like temperament looked at the bottle of wine pushed by a giggling girl next to him in embarrassment. He burped first, then said with his tongue wide.

He was not good at drinking, and he was even more incomparable to Lao Lei, a typical northern man.

"Yanzi, look at our sister Shi Yun and, also, Sister Jiuer, right? They have drunk a lot, right? They are not changing their faces yet. You just drank this little and said that it would be impossible. What do you think of you, the juniors?" Lao Lei teased.

However, after all, he is his friend, not a life-and-death enemy. Lao Lei just teased him and did not force him. Instead, he became addicted to alcohol. He left Yanzi and took a big gulp. When he wiped his mouth, he put down most of the empty bottles.

"No...it's not that I can't do it, I mean to take a break and drink it." After all, the boy with a temperament of scholar was also a young man. He couldn't stand the agitation. He scratched his head and grabbed the bottle and hesitated.

"Since it's okay, then drink it. Yang Yan, you are an MVP today. You kill all the Internet cafes with one shot. We can't win without you!" A tall and thin boy sitting opposite him smiled and cheered, "How can MVP not drink? Drink, drink, drink!"

The two girls who accompanied them to play Internet cafes were also a little too excited because they drank some wine, especially the girl named Shi Yun sitting next to Yang Yan. She clapped her hands and giggled and cheered: "Brother Yanzi, drink, drink, drink!"

"Lunch box, you're cheating on your teammates!" Yang Yan smiled bitterly and reached out to point the thin and tall boy from afar.

His mind was also a little confused now. In the joy of winning the game with the Jedi turnaround today, under the urging of the girls' clear voices, and under the secret of hormones, Yang Yan simply threw away his drunken concerns, stood up, held the wine bottle, and shouted boldly: "Okay, I'll drink it!"

"Okay!" Everyone cheered, and even Jiuer, who was a little shy, smiled and clapped her hands.

"Yanzi man!" Lao Lei gave a thumbs up, and he also opened a bottle of beer again and followed Yang Yan to touch him, "Come on, I'll drink with you!"

"Brother Yanzi is mighty and domineering!" Shi Yun looked at Yang Yan, her eyes blooming with a wonderful light. She cheered while raising her arms excitedly. The two majestic peaks trembled gently, making the other boys on the table unable to help but look straight.

...

At the same time, in another corner of Yangcheng, on the dilapidated dormitory building of Xinfeng Garment Factory, several female workers were leaning on the railings, smilingly pointing at several male workers of passing electronics factory.

But in the same building, in a tightly closed dormitory, a thin, haggard woman was sobbing while holding a wrinkled photo. The photo showed a pair of simple-dressed working men and women. The man looked messy with his nails, and the woman could still see a hint of pure and beautiful appearance from the crease.

Beside her, a baby was lying in a dirty quilt, humming softly with hunger, and his little feet moved weakly.

However, the woman did not react at all. She was immersed in her sorrow. When she occasionally raised her head, a trace of struggle flashed across her pale face.

...

The night became darker, and there were fewer pedestrians passing by the alley. The only remaining white-collar workers who were tired and well-dressed and returned home late, shook hands and shining hands for a few more sides, illuminating the windows on the upper floor silently.

At the midnight snack stall, the students were almost drunk. Lao Lei, who was covered in red, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "It's getting late, let's drink here today! If you go back late, the dormitory will be closed."

After all, they are still students, and the school dormitory building is still closed at 11:30. If you don’t go back, you will be sleeping in the street tonight. At Lao Lei’s call, everyone stood up one after another and continued to chat with laughter.

"Beautiful girl, pay for the bill!" Lao Lei said in Cantonese in a good manner. He took out his thick wallet and waved to the waiter who was busy walking around.

A boy with a round face and a little round figure glanced shyly at Shi Yun, who was stretching and joking with another girl, and her bulging chest moved to the side, but he was not going to go for Shi Yun. While looking at Shi Yun from the corner of his eyes, he reached out to pat Yang Yan's shoulder, who was still holding his chin on the table, and said in a low voice: "Yanzi, we're back!"

Yang Yan shook his body, and the moment his head slid down his palm, he returned to his senses with an unbalanced reflection, barely straightened himself up. His eyes looked in front of him with a little confused, and said with his tongue wide, "What, what..."

Shi Yun came over with a funny look. She bent down, leaned over Yang Yan's head, and said loudly: "Brother Yanzi, we are going back!"

Shi Yun's hair fell, and a faint fragrance came. The drunk Yang Yan didn't react much. Instead, the boy with a slightly round figure who was close to him suddenly turned red. He shrank his head embarrassedly, but his eyes still couldn't help but stick to Shi Yun's chest, which was tightly wrapped in clothes.

Fortunately, everyone was a little drunk, but his blush was not discovered.

When Lao Lei paid the bill, he saw Yang Yan still sitting there in a daze, and asked with a smile: "Yanzi, are you okay? I'm going to get drunk, Jiang Yuan and I will help you back together."

Jiang Yuan, who had a little round figure, nodded quickly. He reached out to support Yang Yan and said, "Yanzi, I will help you!"

Yang Yan was still a little confused. He shook his head reluctantly to make himself more awake. His eyes were like cross-eyed eyes, and he focused hard, looking at Jiang Yuan's big round face next to him.

Yang Yan stood up shakingly, patted Jiang Yuan's hand, pushed away Jiang Yuan's hand, he held the table, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and smiled foolishly: "No...no, I, I'm not drunk! I can... still... drink!"

"Look!" In order to show that he was not drunk, he also took two steps staggeringly.

"Then let's go! Jiang Yuan, look at it a little bit." Lao Lei didn't care. He drank the most, and he didn't feel anything at all. Naturally, he didn't think that this little drink would cause anyone to drink here. He waved his hand heroically and called everyone back to school together.

It takes a relatively quiet night road to get back to school. The reason why I have lunch here is because the Internet cafe they competed tonight is nearby. After winning the Internet cafe, everyone was so excited that they just found a lunch break to celebrate. How could they wait to go back to school?

But it doesn't matter. Although everyone was a little drunk, they walked back to school together and talked and laughed along the way, without worrying about being unsafe, and they were also very happy to chat.

"Brother Lei Zhentian, how much does it cost to have a night snack tonight? Let's AA!" The girl named Jiuer waited for a while, and during the breaks between everyone talking about the competition and today's exciting scene, she finally waited for the opportunity and interjected a sentence. She said weakly, while taking out her purple-red wallet.

She was called by Shi Yun and was not very familiar with others.

"No, no, what a big deal? I'll treat it!" It turned out that Lao Lei was called Lei Zhentian. He waved his hand and said with a smile.

The tall and thin boy next to him, who was called "lunch box", had a flash of eyes. He coughed and said, "Sister Jiuer, our Lao Lei is a man with a mine at home! Is it necessary for you to pay for a midnight snack?"

Shi Yun held Jiuer's hand and giggled with a trembling smile: "Okay, Jiuer, please put away your wallet. Brother Lei is not short of money!"

"Then, thank you Brother Lei Zhentian! Thank you Brother Fang Hexu too." Jiuer put away his wallet and said embarrassedly to Lei Zhentian. Finally, she smiled gently with the thin and tall Fang Hexu.

Jiang Yuan secretly glanced at Shi Yun who was walking hand in hand with Jiuer. Her every frown and smile was like a flower blooming. Her bright red face was filled with charm, which made his originally dizzy head feel like a burst of blood.

The task assigned to him by Lei Zhentian had long been thrown out. In order to get closer to Shi Yun, he even took two steps forward, then raised his slightly fat chest, and while peeking at Shi Yun, he said loudly: "Yes, even if it's AA, it's just a few of us boys and girls who are AA!"

"What's wrong with A? A Yuan, you have something to say!" Another boy from the dormitory next door, but also from their team, heard the flaws in Jiang Yuan's words, and started to tease him.

"Ah? This... I don't mean that..." Jiang Yuan blushed and defended.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Jiang Yuan, I didn't expect you to speak a yellow voice!" Shi Yun stuck out her tongue mischievously, turned her head and joked with Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan blushed and scratched his head. He was shy and didn't know how to respond to Shi Yun's words.

Everyone was laughing, but no one noticed it. At this time, Yang Yan, who had been shaking and dizzy, was walking slowly at the end, suddenly tripped by a brick on the side of the road. His feet became weak, he stood unsteadily, and he staggered to the side.

"Puff..." Yang Yan fell into the garbage dump on the side of the road and threw himself on bags of garbage.

Perhaps everyone's heads were a little unconscious, perhaps Yang Yan walked slowly and fell a few meters away, or perhaps everyone's laughter covered the movement behind him, no one noticed Yang Yan's embarrassment, and no one saw Yang Yan's figure buried in the garbage dump that could not be shined on the street lights, and continued to walk towards the school one by one, talking and laughing.

Yang Yan felt dizzy when he fell, and his alcoholism suddenly turned up. Even though he wanted to get up with a hum, he didn't hold up, and his steps slipped and he lay down again.

At this moment, Yang Yan really couldn't get up. His head was already confused, and he kept sending the signal of "Lying for a while, resting before getting up."

It seems that the soft "ground" is like a big bed, very comfortable...

Gradually, his remaining consciousness finally gave up struggling, and he fell asleep with a soft garbage bag on his head...

......

I don’t know how long it took, a bicycle was ridden by someone on the side of the empty street. When the shadow of the bicycle and the shadow of the alley blended together, the squeaking sound came to an abrupt end.

A thin female figure got off the bicycle, perhaps because she had been riding for too long and tired. She panted quickly, her hands trembling, opened the bag she was carrying, and carefully took out a baby who had changed the dirty quilt and was wrapped in a clean new towel.

Although I couldn't see it clearly, the small package was moving, as if it was in the final struggle with fate.

Her eyes hidden in the shadow of the night, sparkling with crystal tears and the last trace of struggle, hesitation.

But she still made up her heart and stuffed the baby who still kicked her feet gently and made a "yes" sound into the pile of garbage. The moment she turned her head, she choked up and cried hoarsely: "I'm sorry, sorry, I, I can't raise you, no, it's not my fault. If you want to blame, just blame that bastard..."

She turned and left, leaving behind the child who was still trying to waving his soft little hands, going to a new life without passing and without "burden". After all, she is still young...
Chapter completed!