Shangjing City is also a city filled with beautiful women. It has always been one of Murin Tristan's favorite pastimes to stroll around the streets occasionally and admire the beauties, especially those dressed in a rather flirtatious manner. A womanizer is a great and selfless "professional," yet one that is not understood by people. Many women build their confidence through the burning gazes of womanizers, who stare at their attractive features. Although they often say "Disgusting!" in their mouths, if they really hated it, why would they wear such sexy clothes and show off in public? And they even dress more revealingly next time. Isn't this being insincere?
Murin Tristan thinks of himself as a helpful womanizer. He feels it is his duty to serve the people, especially those girls lacking in confidence. Even though this "job" is quite tiring - every time he returns to school, his eye - corner muscles twitch for several days because he keeps his eyes wide open for too long.
It's nearly September now, and early autumn has arrived. However, the weather in Shangjing City is still unbearably hot. With the hot weather, women naturally seize the few remaining opportunities in a year to show off their beautiful figures. So they are all dressed up beautifully, vying with each other in their charm, and wearing less and less fabric. This also suits Murin Tristan just fine. He couldn't wish for more. In the appropriate season, one must do something meaningful accordingly, so as not to regret wasting one's life. This is another principle of Murin Tristan's way of life.
He gets on the bus, takes out his wallet, and drops one yuan for the fare. Suddenly, Murin Tristan realizes that he only has three yuan and fifty cents left on him. Damn it! He clearly remembered having more than a hundred yuan. Oh right, the day before yesterday, his fourth roommate was short of money when he wanted to go to a hotel with a talented girl to explore the art of the human body. So he borrowed a hundred yuan from Murin Tristan, and now there's almost no money left. It takes at least one more bus transfer to get to the Pedestrian Street, where there are the most beautiful women. After the round - trip, he'll only have fifty cents left. And he didn't bring his bank card with him. What about dinner? He hasn't eaten or drunk anything since noon.
This inauspicious start makes Murin Tristan very frustrated, and his good mood is completely ruined. If he goes back to get money, it will be too troublesome. The school is neither too big nor too small, but it takes more than an hour to go back and forth. By then, his "enthusiasm" for looking at beautiful women will probably be completely worn out.
"Ah!" Murin Tristan suddenly feels dizzy, as if the end of the world is coming. He hugs his head in pain. It's so rare to have such a good mood. This is really annoying! He deeply regrets now that he didn't have enough money when he needed to spend it.
Seeing his crazy appearance, several people nearby think of the rabies that is prevalent in the urban area. They can't help but take a few steps back, for fear of being bitten by Murin Tristan at any moment.
Finally, as a compromise, Murin Tristan decides to change his destination to the All - Night Street, where no bus transfer is needed. Although the number and quality of beautiful women there can't compare with those on the Pedestrian Street, it can still barely satisfy his visual and imaginative enjoyment.
The traffic in Shangjing City is good today, even smoother than the stool after taking anti - diarrhea medicine. Murin Tristan gave up his seat on the bus, hoping for a romantic encounter. Now he's so angry that he's secretly cursing those dedicated traffic police in his heart. Why are they so dedicated while getting such a meager salary?
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The All - Night Street is not a place without night. Instead, it refers to its time concept, where there is no distinction between day and night, and it's equally lively around the clock. In the All - Night Street, all shops, supermarkets, and entertainment venues operate 24 hours a day. As long as you want, you can come to play or shop at any time. No matter when, it's one of the liveliest places in Shangjing City, and it's also very suitable for people who like to have a nightlife. Of course, if you want to come to the All - Night Street to play, you'd better have a certain amount of money in your pocket. The consumption here is not low. People like Murin Tristan, who come here purely to look at beautiful women, are as rare as trilobites, simple - minded creatures in this world.
"Hey, handsome guy, want to have some fun?" A woman with a slender figure, leaning against the door and dressed so revealingly that even Murin Tristan feels a bit embarrassed for her, throws a coquettish glance at him. Murin Tristan's eyes naturally fall on her sexy parts, which are exposed for the "convenience" of the public. Good things are a waste not to look at. This is one of Murin Tristan's principles of life, and an important one at that.
The ambiguous pink light shines on the woman, making her look extremely... well, slutty!
Murin Tristan's heart beats faster. However, this kind of "fun" requires RMB. Moreover, he's not so desperate that he would lose his virginity, which has accompanied him for nearly twenty years, to a streetwalker. At least it should be a lady from a star - rated hotel. So he can only sigh in vain at the sight of the prostitute.
At least half of the All - Night Street is occupied by brothels. Most of the remaining places are entertainment venues, such as discos, bars, dance halls, game arcades, Internet cafes, hotels, guesthouses, teahouses, KTV boxes, and so on. Under the neon lights, the All - Night Street looks extremely mysterious. All kinds of well - dressed pedestrians come and go in an endless stream. The men look sanctimonious, and the women look bashful, hiding themselves behind masks. But everyone knows who the people coming to this kind of place are.
There is a law summarized by idle people: the more degenerate a place is, the more beautiful women there usually are. The All - Night Street is one of the examples that verify the correctness of this law. The numerous beautiful women make Murin Tristan's eyes busy. He just wishes his heartless mother, who abandoned him, had given him four eyes.
Although most of these women are coquettish, in Murin Tristan's eyes, as long as they are beautiful enough, he doesn't care about their character. He opens his eyes wide and looks at the flirtatious beauties constantly going in and out of various places. On the street, there are streetwalkers boldly soliciting business and customers haggling over prices. Even the music floating in the air seems to carry the flavor of lust and desire. Besides the fairly good - looking prostitutes, there are also higher - class and more elegant ladies. They walk slowly out of hotels and guesthouses with swaying hips, get into a car, and then drive away from the All - Night Street with a "whoosh." Murin Tristan envies them very much. If he were a rich man with a car and lots of money, he would surely find a beautiful prostitute and enjoy such a wonderful life. But when he touches his empty wallet, Murin Tristan's beautiful dream shatters like a beautiful and fragile soap bubble.
Murin Tristan has walked back and forth on the All - Night Street several times and is already starving. As the saying goes, "When one is well - fed and warm, one starts to think of lust." It can be seen from this that lust is based on being well - fed and warm. Now, Murin Tristan, who hasn't solved the dinner problem yet, feels his desires ebbing away like the tide. It's time to find a place to have dinner. Murin Tristan is surprised to find that there are many fewer people on the street. He looks at his watch. It's only a little after eleven o'clock. Usually, at this time, the All - Night Street has just started to get busy.
The weather is unusually stuffy. It's so hot that Murin Tristan has a faint premonition that something is going to happen, but he doesn't think much about it.