Chapter 16 Sunshine Plaza

Sunshine Plaza is a confused and dizzy place.From the gold-covered underground of the Yabei Development Zone, two giant hands suddenly stretched out, grabbing a piece of the sky indiscriminately, and the glitz came one after another, blending, intertwining, panting, and piled up to form a graceful modern palace.Every time I passed by, I was short of breath and full of inexplicable enthusiasm.It's so pretty, so evil.The maroon walls are poured down from the sky, and the same story of desire is hidden behind thousands of sapphire blue single-sided transparent glass.The purple satin and orange balloons collided with each other, as if lightning was flowing in the air.The stainless steel door arch is huge and bright, oppressing the crowd like ants.Walking along the nearly 100-meter-long steps paved with marble, and walking to the center full of ancient Roman sculptures, I found that I could overlook the whole city.The city is very dirty, polluting the love of spring.The elegant waiter stretched out her snow-white gloves to guide the card holders to the sidewalks of various high-end places. The well-dressed girl continued to throw rose petals at me, and her pleated skirt was like the hairbands of the people around her. Glittering proudly in gold.Does she also see that I need a more beautiful lover, a better life, and a clearer mood?

Beautiful stars, fresh clothes and angry horses, talent can bring these, I firmly believe.I want to immerse myself in the elegant demeanor of Sunshine Square every day, waiting for the natural love affair; I want to let the shadow cast by every stained glass bathe me in hypocritical melancholy, which is what women are willing to see when they are doing nothing; I want to make money every day , to maintain the most luxurious expenses; to wear famous brands all over the body, and to exude the scent of nightlife perfume of high society even when you breathe.It bothers me that my demands are low, my desires are vulgar, and my reality is a little less than that.Because I am here now.In Sunshine Plaza.I have to.

My image is blue sky and white clouds, not many people can resist, especially those mysterious and lazy women.My singing is pervasive and can stir every lonely heart into confusion.I want to have the demeanor of a real rich man, and the paleness, indifference, and absent-mindedness of a real nobleman.I will never be burdened by life again, and someone will carefully prepare for me in advance.I want to revel in everything from the most extravagant feasts to the most perfect music.I don't believe it's possible to be quiet and do everything I want with very little substance.I want more because others have.This is my true thought in Sunshine Plaza, I am not shy about it, and I am not ashamed to talk about it with relish.

Who will point out my secret? I hold on tightly to the exhaustion of ten years of hard work and bone-piercing bones. I hold on to the long night of hard work and the disordered sleep nerves.I was cynical, proud and manic, but full of weakness inside.I always had a hard time facing reality and felt like I was living on the edge of everything.The circle is so cruel and obscene, I want to sign a simple receipt with obedience, and walk into any beautiful room here.I forgot how much I have compromised and how much of myself I have left. The wind played with the sculpture with a vague expression, and let out an ambiguous whimper.I sat quietly under the arch of the only sapphire gate in the square.The snow-white waiter came over to greet me carefully, and I waved him away.The lady with the rose in the golden headband is so cute, I plan to invite her to something to drink, and then let her start my following story.I was interrupted by a pink and white baby, giggling and pointing at a campfire.Several black figures dressed as priests rushed over.There was a hollow horn sounding in the distance.No one can know my origin, just as they don't know the silhouettes of these surreal color blocks in front of them. The background is somewhat sinister before the truth comes.When the most loyal thing can no longer guard the heart, I must enter another world happily from the luxurious gap, whether it is illusion or empty talk, in short, it is a change.I know that I am a spy of matter, not a slave.

Who will listen to my crystal-like confession if I have no title to prove myself?If there is no tranquility to refine words, who can not say that I am floating in vulgar words, accomplishing nothing?How can I enjoy hard-earned excitement without rejection?If there is no absurdity, where is reality?Where is the city without madness?And when the world is a noose, what splendor can be its ring To tighten my singing ring finger? I looked around the sky, looking for an exact moment, standing in the middle of the Sunshine Square.At that time, both white clouds and dark clouds were shining brightly in Phnom Penh, and the wind was brilliant.I'm going to let a frantic sensation run through me, gurgling from head to toe.Convinced by the immense beauty, I promise to be another offering to you.I know there are many who are doing the same ritual right now.I want to fall in love with everyone, especially women.I want to use debauchery to wash away the wrinkles on my blood vessels, use pleasure to stretch my nerves, and create a passion that is priceless.I also have to tremble to find the wonderful way to resist temptation, which is to become one with it.

In fact, Sunshine Plaza is just an ordinary place.It is so ordinary that its size is infinitely exaggerated, and it just smiles and says nothing.The temperament of the palace is only revealed in the middle of the night.The colorful neon hit the base of the wall, and the square became a whole piece of transparent blue-green gemstone, shining brightly, illuminating the half of the sky dug away by it.And now it's noon, the city is dirty, and the crowd is bustling with excitement.The waiter with snow-white gloves turned out to be just a sales boy in a dirty white shirt, chasing a group of foreigners, lobbying at the top of his lungs; the rose lady with a golden corolla was about to be stripped of all free decorations by the setting sun, and she was instantly reduced to a pitiful salesman. flower girl.Her lips were moving, but her crying was swallowed by the vast shadows.A wandering balloon flew over, and someone urged something loudly.I stepped forward, wanting to buy those withered and cheap petals, and suddenly found hostile eyes all around me. I raised my head, and filled my eyes with sunshine-like fickleness and indifference.