sleep with you tonight
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It is night.
The endless flow of cars on the driveway is speeding past, the bustling city is bustling, and the neon lights are blooming high above, illuminating the luxurious and prosperous high-rise buildings.
In the middle of the bustling crowd, in the center of the city full of feasting and feasting, at a certain small and inconspicuous bus station, a clean, white and soft girl sat quietly on a bench at the station.
The girl's small and shiny ears were plugged with earphones, and she looked up at the star-studded sky with twinkling eyes like stars, and a voice came out of the earphones.
The cleanness and purity that enters the ears is very magnetic, with a little hoarseness, and the crispness can almost reach people's hearts.
This voice sounds clean and comfortable, and it always gives people a feeling of time and tranquility, mixed with magnetism and tenderness, but also faintly gives people a kind of sadness.
This voice read the words in a correct way.
"Do you ever feel alone for a moment?"
"... Maybe it's when you share the most exciting things with your closest person, but he doesn't have the same empathy as you imagined, or even indifference. Maybe it's because you are swiping your phone every night in the dead of night, and you can't fall asleep In an instant, at this moment, do you feel that you are the only one left in the world."
Mu Mian leaned against the billboard behind her, quietly continuing to listen to the male voice in the earphones.
The voice is gentle, so that the listeners can't help but become gentle.
"There is only one person left. It is in your world. Someone leaves, and no one wants to enter. When you are alone, you will be sad, silent, become very quiet, and want to stay away from everyone..."
The bus stopped slowly at the platform, and the doors opened.
Kapok stood up and stepped on the car with white cloth shoes. It was the rush hour for getting off work. There were many people in the car. Some of them were looking down at their mobile phones, and some were sleeping against the window with their work bags in their arms. past.
The beautiful and fair girl raised her hand to reach the hanging ring, her crystal clear eyes looked out of the car window at the city that was dark but illuminated by thousands of lights, her voice with a soft texture seemed a little sad.
Not the sadness of the story, but the sadness of the voice.
"Will you bravely step out of your comfort zone? This job is obviously not suitable for you. You have your own dreams. Maybe you still owe yourself a trip, or forget to call your parents, or owe others an apology. A word of thanks...”
This radio station is a live broadcast, only 20 minutes long. It doesn't pick up calls from listeners and doesn't speak letters from listeners. It just reads the script smoothly and steadily.
When the bus arrived, Mu Mian got off the bus, the voice in her ear was like a feather passing through her heart, and she blinked her slender and beautiful eyelashes.
Read to the end, the anchor said.
"Have you arrived home? After arriving home, take a hot bath, lie on the bed, and quietly review what you have accomplished and what you have not completed today. Do you still owe yourself or others?"
"After reviewing, go to bed early. Tomorrow you are going to accomplish the goal you want to achieve. Tonight, the prelude will accompany you to sleep."
The station ends.
When Mu Mian arrived at the dormitory, she took off her earphones, opened the door and went in.
The roommates were all asleep, but a small desk lamp was specially left for her. The small room was illuminated by the faint light. The girl clearly groped to the bedside, she took off her shoes and socks, and carefully went to wash and come back.
The person on the upper bunk suddenly turned over, slowly opened his eyes, saw the girl who had come back, sniffed, half asleep, and spoke in an indistinct voice.
"Well... are you back?"
(end of this chapter)