Insufficient balance

  "Dongling City, still as prosperous as ever, but Mianzhou will never be Dongling!"

  Just escorted the client out of Liu Jin Hall, the largest entertainment venue in Dongling City. Tang Yu had one foot slanted on the curb, slightly tilting his head and let out a sigh.

  "Mianzhou can't replace Dongling, and Dongling can't replace Mianzhou."

  Dongling City, this sorrowful place, holds a special meaning for Tang Yu. It is where he has fond memories of his happy childhood and the unbridled passion of his youth; but more so, it is where the painful memories that have seeped into his soul reside, bringing tears to his face every midnight when the dreams come flooding back, filled with bitterness and helplessness.

  This is the place where he, as a young man, had to experience the coldness, cruelty and ruthlessness of human relationships ahead of time. It's also a helpless and sorrowful reminder of that unexpected "accident" in '93 which almost made his family unable to turn their lives around forever.

  What happened in the summer of '93 still feels like a nightmare, a nightmare that made him fall from heaven to hell.

  First, my second uncle who was in real estate lost everything due to his carelessness and ended up owing the bank 6 million which he couldn't repay, ultimately landing him in prison. Next, my father also ran into trouble. He was a deputy secretary general at the government secretariat and should have been able to help my second uncle, but at that time, the sudden disaster had him worried about his own survival, let alone other matters.

  In 93, Dongling City changed its sky, and Su Muren, the acting mayor who promoted his father, was framed and imprisoned until he was rehabilitated in 98.

  At that time, his father had just been promoted by Su Mu Ru from the party history research office to the deputy secretary-general of the government. Su Mu Ru fell down, and as a trusted aide of Su Mu Ru, his father was also pushed out to a place like the Social Science Association, which couldn't even be considered a clear water yamen. From then on, Tang Yu's family, who were originally in the middle class in Dongling City, were knocked down to the bottom of Dongling City and could hardly turn over.

  At that time, Tang Yu, who was only sixteen years old, personally experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell. At a young age, he saw the thinness of human relationships and the coldness of the world, as well as the ugly faces of those people.

  Past events can't be scattered like smoke and fog.

  What should be remembered is deeply engraved in the heart, just like that stunning smile and gaze at that time; what should be forgotten will eventually disappear with the past in the wind behind, just like a smile in the wind, whether it's in Dongling or Mianzhou, it can't stay, even if it's a thread of memory, it's reluctant to leave.

  "Nowadays, in this chaotic city, wanting to see a pure and innocent smile is ultimately a fool's dream."

  Along the road, Lu Ya Zi walked a few more steps, and the intoxication gradually began to surge up, covering his mouth and dry heaving several times. His feet also became somewhat unsteady, and after walking a few more steps, Tang Yu, who had slightly reacted to the alcohol, finally came to his senses.

  "Where's the car? I remember it was supposed to be parked here, how could it be gone? In a place like Huancheng, it's not possible that something as embarrassing as a stolen car happened, right? The security of Liu Jin Hall is so bad?"

  He walked back and forth a few steps, trying to drive the beautiful long-legged woman from the Liu Jin Hall out of his mind. He slapped his head several times, and only then did Tang Yu remember that after Yan Nanxiang drove him over and said hello, he got in the car with his girlfriend and left. Who knows where they are now?

  He let out a wry smile, it seemed he had indeed drunk too much, and couldn't even remember this little thing. He took out his phone to give him a call, but his hand wasn't listening to commands, after pressing for half the day, he still couldn't get through, so he put the phone back. At this time, going to disturb their little family of two wouldn't be suitable either, who knows if they were busy making a big project, and one phone call would just bother them.

  It seems like I'll have to take a taxi back home again today.

  He got off the bus and staggered along the side of the road, trying to hail a taxi. But before he could even put his foot down on the curb, he felt his legs give way beneath him and he found himself tumbling onto the road. The next thing he knew was the screeching sound of brakes...

  "It turns out that it's not just drunk driving that is dangerous."

  In a daze, I seemed to feel that smile again, and sighed slightly in my heart, after all, there was no chance to meet again.

  A sharp pain in his heart, and he lost consciousness...