It’s still late at night when the lanterns are on, and people are hesitant when the lights are dim;

The ten-mile-long street is full of prosperity, and I wish that all my life will be as good as ever!

Standing on the street and looking out, all you can see is splendor.

The road is full of people and cars, and the lights on both sides are like stars and rivers, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the night sky.

The descriptions of cities I saw in textbooks when I was a child now appear before my eyes.

It is indeed very prosperous, it is indeed extremely lively, it is indeed very noisy, and it is indeed changing a lot.

Ten years is only an insignificant period of time in the world, but it is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in the world.

Kisarazu!

Chiba Makoto’s first place.

From being unfamiliar at first, to becoming accustomed to it, until it becomes familiar.

But now, this place has become strange again.

The streets, which were originally no more than four or five meters wide and had patchy pavement, have now become six lanes more than thirty meters wide; the telephone poles with street lights on both sides have now been replaced by special light poles six meters high;

The weeds growing in the gaps have turned into neatly trimmed green belts and landscape trees; the originally low family huts have now turned into neat small buildings and mansions; the originally sparse people and cars have now become

It's dense traffic...

Prosperity brings hustle and bustle, takes away memories, and leaves behind confusion.

"What a big change."

Qianye Cheng murmured in a low voice, how long has it been since you came back?

It's been several years.

It seems like he hasn’t come back since that battle in 2010.

No, since the devil of the night destroyed his own house and the houses of his neighbors, he left. Even if the house was built later, it was newer, better than before, and taller than before, but it was still very beautiful.

Shao is back.

Because it is just a new house, it is no longer a home. Every brick and brick is no longer familiar, only the unfamiliarity remains.

later...

Never came back.

When I came back after a few years, I felt like I was in another world.

Everything in my memory has changed, and there is no trace of the past.

The tall buildings rising from the ground, the spacious and bright roads, the endless flow of people and cars, and the lively and prosperous neighborhoods are all very different from the small towns they once were.

Destroy a house and build a city;

There are thousands of buildings in the city, but there is no home.

At this moment, Chiba Cheng suddenly thought of Obik, and completely understood why Obik knew he couldn't do it, but still desperately wanted to keep the mountain.

Because that mountain is the only thing that has passed. If it is gone, it is completely lost.

Memories will gradually become blurred, until you can no longer remember what it was and what it was like before.

The city is only prosperous and lively, what does it have to do with you?

Even though it is lively and prosperous, what I miss is still the dim, narrow, dilapidated path full of children's joy. What I miss is still the village of the past with low houses, mud everywhere, and smoke from cooking stoves.

But what's the use of missing and lingering?

It can only become the loneliness and loneliness of midnight dreams.

Just as the wheels of history roll by, the development of cities is also unstoppable.

The past and dilapidation will be swept into history together, crushed into dust and turned into soil.

Stepping on the noisy music, I passed through the noisy crowd and came to the corner. I saw Katsuma Ikuta, who was holding a glass of wine and drinking one glass after another. He was not watching the refreshing dance on the stage, but was staring blankly.

The night outside the window is hazy.

After Chiba Makoto sat down, Ikuta Katsuma turned his head as if he had been awakened, showed a very tired smile to Chiba Makoto, and said: "You are here, thank you, do you want a drink?"

The word 'no' was on his lips, but seeing Katsuma Ikuta like this, he turned around and said, "Okay."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand, picked up a can of beer, gently pulled the tab away, and took a sip. It was cold and bitter, not as delicious as people said.

"I really didn't expect you to come, I just... didn't know who to call." Katsuma Ikuta drank to himself, leaning on a stool, his glasses were crooked but he didn't try to hold them up. He was looking out the window, but

It’s not as if what you’re looking at is out the window.

Chiba Makoto received a message from Katsuma Ikuta, which simply said, "Would you like to come for a drink?" It also included the address of the Kisarazu bar. He didn't say much else, so he obviously didn't have much hope.

After hearing his words, I wanted to find someone to drink with, but when I picked up my phone, I didn't know who to call.

He has lived in Kisarazu for several years, but he still doesn’t have anyone to drink with?

Then I heard Katsuma Ikuta say: "A lot of everyone has left, a lot of them can't be found, they're all gone, they've all disappeared, it seems like I'm the only one left, ha!"

As he spoke, Katsuma Ikuta laughed, but this smile was full of bitter sadness.

"Yeah, let's go, leave." Qianye Cheng turned the can in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the table in front of him.

The poor quality red paint has faded and peeled off.

Returning to Kisarazu, I can no longer see the houses from the past, and there are no familiar faces.

Uncle Onoda, who took good care of himself, left Kisarazu as early as 2010. He even sold his house and had no intention of coming back.

It's true. I haven't heard from him since he left. If you use TPC's information network, you can definitely find him. In today's world with developed networks, every move will leave traces and it's easy to find him.

.

But Qianye Cheng didn't do it. Since he had left, he shouldn't bother him.

Sometimes it's good to leave. Staying in a sad place will always remind you of the painful heart. Going to a new place, maybe there will be a new beginning.

It has been almost seven years. I wonder how his life is going and whether he has come out of it?

Probably so.

No matter how big the wound is, it will always heal with time, but no matter how long it takes, it will leave scars.

Normally busy, people will not notice it, but when they see it, they will unnaturally remember the severe pain.

"I..." Ikuta Katsuma burped and said, "I'm going back to my hometown. The house has been sold. I'll take the car tomorrow morning."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ah..." Chiba Makoto couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, raised his head, looked at Katsuma Ikuta in surprise, opened his mouth, and then whispered:

"I have to leave too. It would be nice to change the environment."

This is Chiba Makoto's true words. In the past few years, Ikuta Katsuma has indeed experienced too many things and encountered too many things.

These are troubled times, and this is a troubled place.

"I realized today that I want to find a place to stay here, but this is never a place to stay, it's just a busy place," Katsuma Ikuta murmured to himself: "I can stay here just because

There are still things you can do in this city, but once you no longer need them, you won't even be notified, but will be eliminated without hesitation. It's really cruel, too cruel."

When talking about the latter part, Ikuta Katsuma smiled as if he was crying, obviously thinking of his experience in the past ten years, struggling in the city and working hard at his job, but in the end all he got was nothing.

He deeply understood the saying: When time abandons you, you won’t even say goodbye.

Just like Tomoko.

Somehow, Katsuma Ikuta suddenly remembered this girl he had chased many years ago.

When did you come out of the shadow of 'broken love'?

When did you stop paying attention to her?

It seems like it’s been a while, right?

"Tell me, why did she remain unmoved after I chased her for so long, while the man took her home after just a few dates?" Ikuta Katsuma suddenly said something that made Chiba

Cheng was at a loss for a moment, and then he realized that he was probably talking about the 'girlfriend' that Katsuma Ikuta considered himself to be.

"Well, it should be fate. Sometimes it is fate, and sometimes it is not."

Chiba Cheng thought for a moment and gave a more 'official' answer.

"Really? It's fate, it turns out it is like this." Katsuma Ikuta didn't comment, he just raised his head, drank all the remaining wine in one breath, threw it away, and then picked up another can.

"Stop drinking so much." Qianye Cheng dissuaded: "Don't you have to catch the train tomorrow?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Ikuta Katsuma waved his hand and said very proudly: "If you can't catch up, I'll take the next one. Anyway... there are so many cars, there will always be a bus that can take me home."

"..."

Chiba Makoto's outstretched hand stopped, then slowly retracted it, watching Katsuma Ikuta pick up a new can of wine and continue to drink happily.

I've probably been holding it in for a long time. Since I want to drink it, I'll drink it to my heart's content.

Use alcohol to anesthetize yourself, and when you wake up the next day, maybe everything can start again.

"Actually, I...I don't like her that much..." Ikuta Katsuma said while looking out the window, as if he was talking to Chiba Makoto, and also seemed to be saying to himself: "It's just because I can contact her."
To be continued...