The winter sun looks warm, but it's still cold.

I remember when I was a child, the old people said, "It's not too cold when it snows, but it's cold when it snows." ”

Sure enough, although there is the sun today, it is colder than the previous two days, and it is a bit cold and biting.

Tranquility finished the drip, pressed the eye of the needle in his hand with one hand, and stood at the glass door of the clinic, looking at the mountains in the distance and the sun in the sky.

The cold wind was still roaring, and with its thick fingers, it was brutally grabbing the hair of passers-by, piercing everyone's skin like needles. The pedestrians were helpless, so they had to button their winter clothes tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks, and walk forward quickly.

"Let's go! Get in the car. Jiang Hao helped her sort out her clothes with his hands as he spoke.

The snow on the car had melted, and the whole car was covered with dew droplets after melting the snow, falling one by one.

When I first sat down on the chair, I couldn't help but shiver a few times, the chair was so icy, and I felt like I was sitting on the ice.

They happily waved their hands to the doctor, expressing their life-saving grace and acceptance last night, even in this extremely cold winter, people's hearts still make people feel warm.

The car was under the control of Jiang Hao's hands, and it had slowly gotten on the Guizun Expressway, and there were still a lot of cars on the road, and the sound of the horn was so sharp when I thought of it in my ears.

The snow on the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road has melted, and the leaves are standing vigorously and vigorously, as if to tell people that it is proud of the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to move forward bravely.

After walking a distance, the air conditioner in the car finally played its role and began to work, and the small space finally had a warm temperature, perhaps because of the rise in temperature, the natural physical reaction, her face became red, from her ears to her neck.

"Why is your face so red?" Jiang Hao asked.

Tranquility glanced up at him and said, "Your face isn't very red yet." ”

"Really?"

He took a picture from the side of the mirror in the car, patted his face, and said with his mouth cocked: "It seems to be really a little red, is it because the air conditioning is too high." ”

Tranquility looked at him and laughed, and he tilted his head a little ignorantly, grimacing at her laughing.

"May I ask you a question?" he asked in a solicitative tone.

Tranquility replied simply and without hesitation: "Yes, as long as it's not something I can't answer, it's okay." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Hao asked as he looked at him with wide eyes.

She nodded, her long hair swaying over her head in the arc of her nod.

"Who is Han Cheng?" Jiang Hao said.

Seeing Tranquility's heavy expression, he immediately regretted it, if there was a time machine, he would rather travel back to before he didn't ask a question just now, but there is no time machine in this world.

She looked up and smiled a little awkwardly, "How do you know about Han Cheng?"

"No, no, I'll just ask casually, don't answer me. Jiang Hao replied.

In an instant, the whole car became unusually quiet, so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and the highway was full of speeding vehicles, galloping on this avenue.

"He is a very good friend of mine, we grew up together, from first grade to high school, and even college, anyway, I have been with him in the two years I have been in Guiyang. Tranquility replied casually as she looked out the window.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just ......"

"It's okay, I know what you mean, it's time for me to say I'm sorry and mistake you for him. Tranquility interrupted Jiang Hao's words and said.

The sun outside the window has slowly set in the western mountains, and the highways under the sunset are of different sizes, cars of different colors, and four wheels are constantly moving.

Every day, we are running on the road of life, there is always too much fatigue and panic, I don't know what today's busyness is for, I don't know what tomorrow's busyness should be? This long road of life, we always bow our heads and move forward, but never stop to see the scenery of the four seasons on the side of the road.

Just like we have been going to school since we were seven years old, from elementary school, to middle school, to high school, and then to college, we have been running after our studies for more than ten years, and we have never stopped seriously to see what we have lost and what time has taken away in these ten years.

Looking back, I often find that what I have lost can make people feel more sorry and nostalgic, and what I have in front of me will only be surprised by the day I lose it, and I will be surprised that it is another nostalgia and sorrow.

In many cases, only when you lose it can you let yourself understand that what you have lost is actually the most valuable treasure.

Just like she has been nostalgic for that period of childhood carefree time, more nostalgic for those people who accompanied her during that time, at that time were innocent faces, without any burden, after school to see a bunch of ants on the side of the road, you can squat down and watch for five minutes, now, in this reinforced concrete forest, there is no longer a kind of leisure to squat to watch ants, every day there is only a crowded bus, can not run to work.

Jiang Hao looked at her who was silent, her eyes were already full of tears, but she was trying to restrain herself from letting it stay.

He took out a tissue from the paper box, didn't say anything, and the car stopped in the emergency lane in an instant, and the sudden brake startled her carelessly, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but flow.

He didn't say anything, just gently wiped away her tears, patted her shoulder and said, "If you cry again, you won't be beautiful, shouldn't girls be beautiful every day like a princess?"

His words made her laugh suddenly, she straightened her hair, and said with a smile: "I have always been the most beautiful princess, and I am the most beautiful to cry." ”

The car has embarked on a wide road again, accompanied by a beautiful sunset, following their dreams and taking them to where they want to go.

"Do you know? When I was a child, my favorite was the sunflower planted in the soil, I liked its spirit of following the sun, and I always hoped that my heart could breed an optimistic belief like a sunflower, born to the sun, and warm. ”

"You are now very much like a sunflower that turns to the sun every day," Jiang Hao replied.

"Hehe, actually, you are right, like we are busy on the way to work every day, when we go, it is the sun rising in the east, and when we return, we are facing the setting sun, which is also like a sunflower. ”

"I hope that every day in the future, I will welcome the morning glow and the evening sunset, with my dreams and hopes, and strive hard in this city. ”