At midnight, Xiaoshanhe Urban Village, bustling all day, finally quiets down.
In a dim alley lit by flickering dark red lights.
Zhang Chao smokes a cigarette as he walks home, silently regretting adding more time earlier.
After a whole day of selling fruit tirelessly, he only earns two or three hundred yuan.
Yet, in just a short moment, he lost 400 yuan.
The more he thinks about it, the more he feels it's a loss.
After finishing his cigarette, Zhang Chao returns to his rented apartment building.
He swipes his card to enter the building and goes upstairs to his small room.
Without even taking off his shoes, he flops onto the messy bed.
Zhang Chao's gaze fixes on the ceiling.
His mind first conjures up the voluptuous figure of the woman who had extended his time earlier.
Then comes the scene of being with Jiang Tao's family last night.
Clearly, before the New Year, Brother Jiang and he had both been in the ride-hailing business.
