The spring sun was not strong, just basking in the sun, but it was too dangerous on the highway, and the left move still knocked down the car from the open top. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This car is a hard convertible, and the safety factor is a little higher than that of a soft convertible.

There are few tolls on this highway, and there is only one toll station every hour or two along the way. It was almost 11 o'clock when I came to Lincheng. By this time, it was almost noon!

At this time, the left moved to knock down the hood to breathe.

This city is a fifth-tier city with a slow pace of life, not as fast as in Kyoto. There are not many vehicles on this road, and there are even fewer luxury cars, but this time into the city, it is still in the suburbs, and the road is really poor, and there are some potholes every ten minutes. It feels like it's been in disrepair for many years.

I didn't dare to drive too fast when I moved left, and such a million-dollar convertible coupe was driving in this fifth-tier small city, which was really a bit eye-catching. Although there are not many people in the suburbs, the shops are some self-built four-story buildings, and there are many people playing billiards at the gate.

At this time, Zuo Qian drove by slowly, especially Fan Qingqing in the car, with a luxury car and a beautiful woman, and the young men playing ball on the side of the road were hot for a while.

In this battle, there is a rhythm of city people coming to the countryside city to be watched.

drove all the way into the car, the road was a little better, Fan Qingqing reported another address, Zuoqian couldn't remember it at all, so he had to turn on the voice navigation system and let Fan Qingqing report again.

After going deep into the city, I moved to the left and saw that the buildings on both sides of the road are not high, they are some six- or seven-story community houses, and the shops on the side of the road are also rebuilt from community houses, but this greening is good.

On both sides of the street are three-storey maple trees, this big road is not wide, the sun on the road is blocked, looking up at the sky, only the few gaps in the middle, only a touch of sunlight is revealed.

Occasionally, I hear the chirping of unknown birds overhead, which is very leisurely, and if you are here in summer and autumn, it is estimated that it will be very comfortable.

Although it is not prosperous, Zuoqian suddenly liked it and felt that it was very suitable for people to live in. Life is comfortable, the house is cheap, and the most important thing is that the pace of life is slow, it will not be as hot as in the metropolis, you don't want to move, life spurs you in the back, forces you to move, and keeps you from stopping.

There is no one here, open a small shop, do business at the door, watch TV when there is no business, play cards, play chess, occasionally hang out at the door, brag, and how chic the days are.

Soon, under the attention of pedestrians along the way, Zuo Qian drove to Fan Qingqing's parents' house, which is a 20-year-old community, which is not old, but there are some gray water stains on the wall, which exposes the age of this community.

When I came to the door, the security guard of the community was an uncle who was over fifty years old, and he was a security guard in this community, who was sitting under the tree at the door of the security booth with some old aunts and uncles chatting.

The security guard was still sharp-eyed, even if he was chatting, he was concerned about his work, and when he saw the car coming, he fixed his eyes.

Yo~!What kind of car is this!And with a convertible!It feels so high-end.

Although the uncle security guard has seen a lot of cars, but he really hasn't seen this car, he took a closer look at the car logo in front of him, yo~! Isn't this a Baoshi horse?

Indeed, the minimum number of sports cars for the Porcelaine is five million. Of course, the car is a coupe, and it is not an authentic sports car at all. It's just a little more horsepower than the average sedan, a little more torque, a faster start, and a little more sporty chassis tuning.

Of course, if the chassis is too tight, the car will look bumpy and feel too hard over speed bumps, and the car also has a comfortable option, so that it feels softer to sit on, and it is like walking on the ground when it is over potholes such as speed bumps.

When the security guard looked at the people in the car, he didn't know the man, but he could know the woman.

He has been working here for seven years, and everyone in the community knows him, even if he doesn't know his name.

As soon as he looked at Fan Qingqing, the co-pilot, he knew which child it was. What's more, now that Fan Qingqing's affairs are causing a storm across the country, he has no reason not to know.

The security guard didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little unsightly. And the old uncles and aunts behind him all chattered quietly.

"Look at that child, isn't it the daughter of the old Fan family?"

"Yo~!, isn't this child being fostered?"

"Alas, I really can't see it, when I was a child, I was quiet and obedient, how could I become so virtuous when I grew up?"

"The world is going down! Lao Fan almost got hospitalized when he found out about this yesterday! I really didn't expect that a good girl's family would do such a shameless thing!"

Zuo Qian drove the car slowly over the speed bump, although these words were quiet, but none of them fell into his ears.

Zuo Qian glanced at Fan Qingqing beside him worriedly, only to see that her face was pale, and he was immediately a little annoyed, what are these old ladies and uncles talking about? Do you know the truth of the matter? Just chewing the root of your tongue here, talking nonsense?

At the moment, he was about to get out of the car and go to the theory, he really couldn't stand Fan Qingqing's appearance of being wronged like this.

But Fan Qingqing grabbed him, shook his head, bit his lip and said in a low voice, "I'm fine!"

Zuo Qian wanted to say something, but looking at the big eyes with tears in them, he couldn't say anything, so he had to give up for the time being and drive the car to the building of Fan Qingqing's house.

This small building is not high, only seven floors, it belongs to the architectural style of 20 years ago, when the houses were not built high, and there are few buildings with 20 floors in a fifth-tier city. With the exception of the city center, almost all of them are small buildings with less than ten floors.

Fan Qingqing got out of the car, looked up, since graduating from high school, he rarely went home, lived on campus when he was in college, rented a house when he worked, and came back once every New Year's holiday, no more than three times a year.

And last year's Chinese New Year, I didn't come back, because the new car was on the market, and the store was too busy. She needs to keep people to work overtime, she is an honest person, but these years honest people are often bullied, and the other clerks have gone back, only she and another financial fresh graduate girl stayed.

This time I came back, almost a year later, I came to Lincheng again, and found that the changes were quite big, especially at the door downstairs, the old tree was no longer there, and I don't know when it was modified into a children's facility.

At such a glance, suddenly a little strange, and a little familiar, unfamiliar with the changes in the environment, familiar with this road, from elementary school to high school, every day from here to climb this corridor.

In the past, every time she climbed the stairs, she was very cheerful, but this time, she felt extremely heavy.

Zuo Qian made her look a little strange and patted her on the shoulder. Fan Qingqing looked sideways and saw Zuo Qian nodding to her.

Although he didn't say anything, he trumped everything, and perhaps, the communication between people has always been the simplest to move people the most.

Fan Qingqing has always been lonely, but think about it, aren't people in this world lonely?

It can be said that the human mind is always lonely and never understood by anyone. It's like the more than seven billion people in this world, on the seventy single-plank bridges on the emptiness, strolling more than seven billion loneliness.

Therefore, people are eager for love, family and friendship, and constantly communicate and connect. But all that I feel in my heart is an illusion, although it is close to my eyes, I think I am understood, I am moved, but all this is self-righteous.

The distance between people's hearts and hearts is the two poles of the universe, and the distance makes people despair, and a person who walks on the road and passes by, do they have the same thoughts as me? What is their life like? Where are they going at this time? Where do they come from? What are they thinking in their hearts?

But sometimes, just a simple pat on the shoulder, a silent action, the radio waves of the creature can be transmitted, and people can understand the other person's thoughts.

At this time, Zuoqian's care and encouragement, with this beat, turned into a warm current and poured into Fan Qingqing's heart, giving her the courage and strength to continue to move forward.