When the car started, they were still looking out the window excitedly, but before they could get out of the village, the three people in the back seat fell staggered. Yan Jingzhou was still holding on, although she was already very sleepy, she couldn't just fall asleep, she wanted to say something to him.

However, it backfired, and after staying up all night, I was already sleepy, chatting with Meng Zhuang about something, and I don't know when I fell asleep. She wasn't even sure what she had said.

Meng Zhuang drove the car steadily, trying not to let the speed fluctuate, so as not to affect the girls in the car.

The car drove into the national highway, and Meng Zhuang noticed Yan Jingzhou in the passenger seat. This girl who is always full of vitality is much cuter after falling asleep, but Meng Zhuang doesn't like her appearance, for her brother, the twittering sister is the cutest.

Meng Zhuang noticed the change in Yan Jingzhou, but he completely forgot what he had said: "A girl who likes to read books and is quiet." ”

It was already early afternoon when the car arrived at Dayan Mountain. The sky is beautiful, it is a good weather, the sun has sprinkled on this land, and the pleasant air of Dayan Mountain woke up the four girls. Looking at the newly turned land outside the window, Mei Yu rarely showed a little girl's smile.

Xin Lingling was lying on the other side of the car window, Mei Yu was in the middle, and she grabbed a position with her sister because she couldn't see the scenery outside the window.

Yan Jingzhou rubbed her eyes, looked out the window with sleepy eyes, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, happiness was certain, but there were other things besides happiness, it was not that she was unhappy, she probably felt that she was not happy enough.

Happiness is never enough, and misfortune is always too much. Human nature is like this, Yan Jingzhou is a layman, more than ordinary people.

For a layman, regret is like a fallen angel who follows him, half of whom has already stepped into hell, and half of whom is still being caught by the gods of heaven. Whether she can be saved, whether it is a demon or an angel, I don't care anymore, because she knows that she is fallen or saved, it is her.

There was still some distance from their destination, and the girls regained their spirits after sleeping, and began to stare intently at every tree and grass that flew by outside the window.

"Where are we going?" Xin Lingling asked Meng Zhuang.

"Wood Flat." Hearing Meng Zhuang's answer, Xin Lingling and Mei Yu immediately came to their senses, and their attention immediately turned to the mysterious legend.

Meiyu protested: "I want to see the sea of clouds in the Great Yan Mountain, and the ice flowers in winter." ”

Meng Zhuang is a very speculative person, and the route is probably arranged according to the hopes of several people. Although it cannot be said that everyone is satisfied, there will be too many regrets in the group. This is the standard of Meng Zhuang.

Meng Zhuang told Mei Yu: "Spend the night in Muping tonight, set off early tomorrow, and go to the cliff of Dayan Mountain before the sun rises." ”

"Have you seen it? The sea of clouds on the cliff of the Great Yan Mountain. Xin Lingling immediately said again: "Don't say it, I'll go and see it myself." "Yes, compared to what others say, of course, it is more true than what I see.