gray love

Chapter 1 (1) What you see is gray

At the age of 24, I passed the red double-decker bus on the streets of London, passed the colorful graffiti underground passages, passed the centuries-old buildings near South Kensington, and suddenly stopped in the gray-and-white Gothic buildings. Feed on the slate, and I, in my gray trench coat, stand sighing under the gray London sky.

My name is Hui Hao

That year, I was 17 years old and a freshman in high school.

I stood on a famous flyover in H city and looked at the passing vehicles, the neon lights flying all over the sky, and the joyful expressions on my face.I emptied my palms, as if standing on the edge of another century, grasping the meager love from my parents, I bent down and bent forward vigorously.

My father is busy in a foreign company, and my mother is working hard in a certain city in China. Which city in which country?I have no idea.

Thanks to their able butler, I'm alive and well.

The 17-year-old me, without her, is always full of boiling blood in my youth, but... completely stupid.

At the age of 17, I was lying in a big empty house. Countless people dream of a big house facing the sea with spring flowers and a swimming pool, but it made me sick and spurned me.

After going through seven schools, I finally settled down in a certain noble high school.

I am stubborn, how can I be stable, so I suddenly thought of death on that flyover.

I didn't tell my "brothers", these "brothers" of mine are girls just like me, we walk together because of the spiritual resonance, we smoke, drink, pick up girls and race cars together, I understand their loneliness when they are carnival, but they I didn't see my relief.

Relieved to play the death game.

I'm gray and white, like my name.

I don't have a girl who is attractive, my brother said how can you count as a T if you don't have a girl who is attractive?I smiled and said I don't know, I just know that I am like this.

Later, I stood at the "Old Street" subway station in London, wrapped in an off-white windbreaker, and watched the graffiti spread wantonly under the original off-white world. They were filled with endless colors in my eyeballs. I laughed and understood. , I am so, so intoxicated and selfless, waiting for your color...

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