午夜的街道寂寥空旷,路灯的光线昏黄暗淡。高楼大厦矗立在夜色中,犹如一个个沉默的巨人。三色灯执着地明灭着,不知在给谁指挥交通。静寂的街道上,走来一个女孩儿。她面容清秀,梳着长长的马尾辫。她的头发有些凌乱,额头有红药水涂抹过的伤痕。她的左臂打着石膏,用纱布吊在胸前。社会治安不算良好,一个花季少女,是不应该孤身一人出现在午夜街道的。她是谁?她要去哪里?她受的伤又是怎么回事? Midnight lonely street, the dim light dim lights. High-rise buildings stand in the night, like a silent giant. Tricolor lamp persistently Mingzhu, I do not know who to direct traffic. Hush on the street, come a girl. She looks handsome, combing long ponytail. Her hair is a bit messy, her forehead covered with red syrup. She plaster her left arm and hang it with gauze on her chest. Social security is not good, a young girl should not be alone in the streets at midnight. Who is she? Where is she going? How is she hurt?