At the coming of night, people often become more vulnerable than during the day.
However, she didn't stop, she continued to walk with heavy steps, wandering in the heart of this country, searching.
She asked the owner of the clothing store, the delivery boy of the restaurant, the guide in the big supermarket, and the pedestrians under the skybridge ... She asked them if they had ever met a tall and handsome man, she even drew a portrait of him, very tall and handsome, and showed it to them.
The answers she received were all the same - shaking heads.
Indifference and indifference.
She was tired, and she was crying.
Searching for one person in a vast sea of strangers in a foreign place, how difficult...
Time was quickly passing by.
It was midnight already.
She was still hesitating at the street corner, she had nowhere to go.
The city began to feel empty, she huddled up holding her own shoulders, wandering aimlessly.