As his thoughts drifted farther and farther away, Wang Lang's thinking became more and more chaotic and he fainted in a daze.

Wang Lang was like a dream, a dream wandering between thinking about waking up and not wanting to wake up. In the dream, he struggled in the shackles of fate and roared in the shackles of reincarnation. He could not escape the word "destiny but not parted".

There was a back in the dream, with his back facing Wang Lang all the time, bent his back alone and walked towards the darkness, getting farther and farther away until he disappeared into the darkness.

The familiar faces of relatives gradually turned and left without blood. Wang Lang's chest seemed to have a sword inserted, stirring his heart into pieces. A scarlet and gorgeous flower bloomed out of the hilt of the sword exposed outside. It was like a blooming Manzhushahua, swaying slightly in the wind, blooming lonely. Time never ends, it is eternal in an instant, and loss becomes a past.

The soul is like being pulled away from the body, wandering aimlessly in the panic of the world, wandering in the chaos of wars and horses. The lonely ghost is just like this, the destiny wheel is towering, the river of history is endless, and the struggle of the world is ultimately just a cause and effect under the wheel, and the moment in the long river.

In a lifetime, one cannot escape death, but why do people voluntarily restrain their hands and feet, get drunk for a lifetime, and sink into trouble? Everyone knows the cause, but they just don’t want to be awake.

Wang Lang didn't know how long he had been sleeping, or even when he woke up, his eyes were empty, and he walked out of the Nine Dragon Tower and out of the big garden like a walking corpse.

When the lights are on, people under the bustling atmosphere are wandering on the streets, lively and unrestrained, and lonely individuals twist their bodies among the bright lights and wine, selling their souls at a low price.

Wang Lang walked aimlessly, his eyes full of confusion, like a child who had just entered the world, knowing nothing about the world, and everything in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar.

One day or two days, I don’t know how long I have been away, but Wang Lang was tired and sat on the street, sitting in a daze.

Dirty clothes, unkempt and dirty face.

As the sun sets, a touch of bright redness sinks into the ground. The sky is dark and the sky is cold. The warmth of the sunset leaves in an instant, just like a person leaves and tea is cold.

People are walking in a hurry on the street, one by one, two by one, or one by one, or one by one, or one by one, or one by one, or one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one.

Some people hold their heads up, some talk sweetly, and some bend over and hunch.

Everyone is a story, either a legend or a dull one.

It's like hot pot and porridge.

Some people love hot pot, while others like porridge.

Every day, acquaintances turn against each other and every day, strangers make friends.

Sometimes, irrelevant two people burst into sparks at a certain point in time, like fireworks rising from the sky, colorful.

Wang Lang sat blankly on the street, and there was a small cart transformed into a dining car parked next to it. The girl behind the car was so shiny that she looked like her clear eyes.

The girl was quick-handed and was cooking all kinds of food in the oil pan. Passersby occasionally stopped and ordered some food, and then passed by in a hurry.

After all, he is a passerby in life.

Wang Lang sat beside him in a daze, looking at the passers-by, looking at the stars in the sky, looking at the millions of street lights, looking at the building forest, and watching the world's displaced.

The sky became darker and darker, Wang Lang's head was dizzy and sleepy, and he lowered his head to take a nap.

The fragrance suddenly stormed into the nose and sang all the way and exploded in Wang Lang's taste buds, and his stomach was full of hunger, forcibly repelling his sleepiness.

Wang Lang raised his eyes, and what caught his eye was a pair of clear eyes.

The owner of her eyes was a pretty girl with a ponytail and her mask was pulled to her chin. Her two tiger teeth were not played with, but instead highlighted her tranquility. She was slightly red with two dimples when she smiled, which was very charming. She was dressed very simply, and she could even be said to be a little rustic. Her pink jacket was wrapped tightly, with oil stains, jeans, and sneakers on it.

"For you." The girl smiled and handed Wang Lang a fried bun in her hand. The bun was divided into two, with fried vegetable rolls and vegetarian chicken and spicy sauce in the middle.

Wang Lang took the fried bun in a daze and bit it half of it. The fragrance exploded in his mouth and taste buds spasmed. Salp water flowed out from the corner of Wang Lang's mouth.

The girl smiled, but she didn't drink, but she was intoxicating. The girl hesitated for a moment and took out a tissue to wipe the saliva from the corner of Wang Lang's mouth.

Wang Lang smiled foolishly when the girl came back.

"Where is your home?" the girl asked Wang Lang.

Wang Lang's eyes were confused, he just smiled foolishly and didn't speak.

"Don't you know?" the girl asked again.

Wang Lang still smiled foolishly, his eyes even more confused.

The girl sighed slightly, someone there wanted to eat, so the girl turned around and went back to make food.

A few minutes later, the girl handed it to Wang Lang with another fried bun, "Eat slowly and burn it."

Wang Lang took the fried buns and gave the girl a big silly smile.

The girl also laughed and pointed to Wang Lang, "I'm tired of standing, can I sit here for a while?"

Wang Lang smiled foolishly and ate, and the girl sat down openly.

"Actually, I envy you for being stupid, and don't think about anything. I just stayed away from me for a lifetime and wandered around. I heard that wandering is just a kind of mind and an attitude. Are you too?" The girl turned around and asked Wang Lang.

Wang Lang lowered his head and licked the plastic bag with spicy oil, then licked his lips, sat next to him and started to daze again. His mind was blank.

The girl took off her gloves, held her face with red and swollen hands, placed her elbows on her knees, and looked at a couple across the road with clear eyes.

The tall and handsome man raised the tent of the sports car, hugged a bouquet of roses, got off the car slowly, and walked towards the woman on the roadside. The woman was tall and dressed in famous brands, very beautiful and sexy.

The man kneels on one knee and raises the rose high.

The woman was reserved for a moment and took the rose with tears in her eyes. The man turned into a red heart-shaped box like a trick. The box was opened, revealing a diamond ring that could be seen blinding people from a distance.

Facing a series of courtships by men, the woman covered her mouth and tears flowed freely.

The woman took the diamond ring, and the two hugged each other and kissed each other affectionately.

The girl next to Wang Lang smiled at the corner of her lips, "It's so beautiful, just like a prince riding a white horse and a beautiful and charming princess in a fairy tale. The endings in the story are all happy. I wish the lovers finally get married. Do you think so?"

The girl looked at Wang Lang, but Wang Lang still smiled foolishly.

The girl reached out to wipe the oil from the corner of Wang Lang's mouth, "Are you full?"

Wang Lang smiled foolishly and threw the plastic bag into the trash can next to him.

The girl laughed again, "You still know to throw the trash into the trash can."

Wang Lang smiled foolishly.

The couple across the road drove away. The girl took a deep breath and took out a pirated smartphone, the kind that could even lift the cover and change the battery.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, the alarm clock is about to be hungry, I'm going back." The girl got up and packed things quickly. After packing up, hesitated for a while, took out two steamed buns and handed them to Wang Lang, "You can take this, eat it when you're hungry."

Wang Lang smiled foolishly.

The girl smiled and turned around and rode her bike to go.

This place is a flat section of road under the slope, and the girl is going to go uphill.

A der on the slope stopped the car and got out of the car without pulling the handbrake. The car began to regress from the slope, faster and faster, and hit the girl straight towards it.
Chapter completed!