Chapter Six, The City That Never Sleeps

Since they have encountered each other today, he is curious to see whether the lady from the Tang family truly is as described by his classmates online, to the extent that men would lose their basic physiological desires upon seeing her

As night begins to fall, the lights are just coming on

In the drizzling night rain, in front of an old public telephone booth, Yin Huan dialed the number 110: "Hello, is this the Public Security Bureau? Who am I? I am a concerned citizen! Yes, yes, yes, hurry to XX Road, XX Bar! I have a big gift for you!"

At that moment, a trench coat was draped over Tang Yan's shoulders from behind, instantly providing her with the warmth she desired

Tang Yan opened her mouth, about to speak, but upon seeing Yin Huan's indifferent expression, she ultimately stubbornly lowered her head

"Let's go! I'll take you home." Yin Huan pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and without needing a lighter, he simply waved his hand, causing the cigarette to ignite spontaneously. He took a deep drag from the filter, and upon noticing Tang Yan's somewhat allergic expression, he forcefully stubbed out the cigarette with his toe, straightened up, and without caring whether the people behind him were following, he continued walking ahead. "Wait, how did you end up here?" Tang Yan, in high heels and carrying a white handbag, hurriedly chased after him from behind.

Tang Xing seems to be quite envious of Yin Huan for having such a beautiful girlfriend: "Yin Huan, you have always been lucky in love! It was like this in university, and it is still the same now. By the way, this is my wife, Chen Jin."

How long have you been waiting

Yin Huan was just about to reveal Tang Yan's identity when unexpectedly, Tang Yan abruptly interrupted him. She suddenly pulled Yin Huan's arm intimately and said to Tang Xing: "I am Yin Huan's girlfriend, my name is Tang Yan"

Alright, who are we to each other! Let's go

A city without dreams is reality, while a city that is too realistic can lead to loneliness, even to desolation

Who? ! '' Tang Yan raised her head alertly, her slender yet curvaceous body appeared surprisingly alluring in the dim light

Yin Huan

In fact, Tang Xing had just seen Yin Huan's figure, and the first feeling at that moment was somewhat unexpected. After all, encountering someone who had not been seen for over a year in the dead of night was somewhat surprising. He initially wanted to pull the woman beside him to avoid the situation. However, after the other party called out his name, he had no choice but to stay, bracing himself for it.

The shadows of the lights are cast into the river, creating a mesmerizing effect—could it be that the river, too, is intoxicated in this city of dazzling lights and indulgence

Yin Huan pointed at the man in front and said, "I saw a college classmate, but I am not sure if it is him"

After getting off the last bus, Tang Yan was already preparing to go home as the moon rose above the branches

Tang Xing saw a beautiful woman beside Yin Huan, and his eyes began to shine: "Who is this?"

Looking up, there are no stars in the sky. Indeed, it is merely a vast darkness, devoid of even a single star. This evokes a sense of sorrow in Yin Huan.

As he was walking, a sudden roar of an engine interrupted Yin Huan's thoughts. He instinctively turned his gaze towards the sound and saw a brand new BMW X6 parked by the roadside, with a familiar figure opening the car door, preparing to get in

At night, the fine rain mixed with the howling cold wind roared past him, who was all alone.

Chen Jin indeed resembles the descriptions in the legends, as he is somewhat unattractive in appearance. Not only is his facial contour not particularly pleasing, but more alarmingly, there is a scar on his left cheek that appears to be a burn.

Tang Yan, seeing Yin Huan inexplicably calling out someone's name, asked in surprise: "Who are you calling?"

This question has probably been asked for about two hours!

"No... I didn't mean that," Tang Yan said, her cheeks slightly flushed and a bit hesitant: "I just wanted to say thank you!"

She paused and squinted as she looked back. Behind her was the dark road, where the bus number could be faintly seen. The clouds were thick and heavy, completely obscuring the moon, not allowing a single ray of moonlight to break through. As the cold wind blew, Tang Yan couldn't help but sneeze.

Tang Xing!" Yin Huan attempted to call out.

Having finished speaking, without waiting for a response from the other party, Yin Huan put down the microphone

He adjusted his Italian suit, wearing a cheerful smile. When Yin Huan walked up to him, he warmly shook his hand: "Oh! It's Yin Huan! What a coincidence to meet you here"

Yin Huan looked at Tang Yan in surprise, noticing that she was smiling at him in a strange manner. Yin Huan did not understand why Tang Yan referred to her as his girlfriend, but at that moment, he could not confront her about it directly

Yin Huan is not a wandering poet, nor can he compose sentimental verses. However, he admits that he truly cannot see through this city; it is too beautiful, too prosperous, and has too many facades.

I do not know why, but being with this girl always makes me feel somewhat uneasy. Could it be that I am shy? I am completely at a loss. Therefore, Yin Huan decided to devote ninety-nine percent of his attention to the surrounding night scenery, leaving the remaining one percent to linger around Tang Yan's skirt, of course, only occasionally.

Although the sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, it nonetheless entered Yin Huan's ears without missing a single word. At that moment, he couldn't help but slightly purse his lips, wanting to smile, but then realized the situation was somewhat awkward. Thus, he could only pull that line of his lips back to its original position, pretending to be completely unconcerned.

However, it probably won't. Perhaps it is just smiling after all

Isn't that Tang Xing? Yin Huan was somewhat surprised. Indeed, it is this young man. After graduating from university, there has been no news of him. I heard from the guys in the dormitory discussing in the group chat that he has become involved with the mayor's daughter and has stepped into a high-paying management position. Unfortunately, it is said that the daughter's appearance is quite uncomplimentary

Today is the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, known as the Ghost Festival, or Menglan Festival. As a result, the number of visitors to the funeral home has increased several times compared to usual, with both the front and back mountains filled with chrysanthemums and offerings of paper. As a makeup artist, Tang Yan has no choice but to work overtime.

In this sleepless city, I wonder if there are others like myself, feeling lonely amidst the splendor, and fading away in that loneliness

"What is it now, Miss?" Yin Huan raised her wrist and glanced at the markings on her watch: "You are so kind-hearted, could you please do me a favor? Hurry up, let me catch a little more sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow!"

Are you there

Yin Huan smiled and said, "Indeed! We haven't seen each other since graduation"

Tang Xing was not honest at school, always fond of stealing others' partners. When he saw a friend with a beautiful girlfriend, he would harbor ill intentions. Yin Huan had a junior whose girlfriend was taken away by him, causing the junior to lose face in front of others

The upscale hotels are brightly lit, and there must be people inside exchanging drinks, intent on not stopping until they are intoxicated. The glass curtain walls of the office buildings have transformed into enormous display screens, switching between various advertisements and slogans

I know you are working overtime tonight and I am worried something might happen. I came specifically to pick you up, and it turned out well that I ran into you at the platform. Yin Huan tucked his ten fingers into his pockets, with his long bangs covering one of his eyes.

It is uncertain how long we have been walking, as the shops on both sides of the road have closed, leaving only the dim streetlights, which appear so bright amidst the gentle drizzle.

The entire city resembles a modern beauty adorned with subtle yet striking makeup, fashionable and dazzling... The neon lights flash with mesmerizing brilliance, captivating the eyes and disorienting the heart...

In their professional lives, Yin Huan and Tang Yan are colleagues, both being senior staff members at the Beijing Funeral Home. In their personal lives, they happen to be neighbors; however, it may be more accurate to describe their relationship as one of cohabitation, as they share the same roof. His home is her home, and her home is also his home, but it should be stated in advance that their relationship is purely platonic