I handed her two more, in., juice., liquid., burst., out., out., it., clear., sweet. Target. Taste. Road. Cool and tasty, at this time she was very thirsty. At the time, it was like a long time, a drought, a meeting, a to., a sweet, a rain, she ate several in a row, and waited until a few in her hand. Eat. When it was over, she was still a little dissatisfied, and grabbed three oranges from the bag of the young man walking side by side on the left.

After walking into the lakeside garden from the vegetable market for a while, he originally felt that carrying a bag of oranges was a bit burdensome, but at this moment, as the bags were thrown into the trash, it seemed to be only a small weight, and his hands were free, which would also make him feel a lot more relaxed for a moment.

Maybe it's because of the cold wind that blows through its suburbs, rolling up the leaves under the street lamps into the air, swishing in the ears and through the clothes. Empty. Crack.

"Hiss" Luan Jin felt a little cold and put the zipper up more. Pull. Some, I can still feel some cold air hit. Skin. , even in the heart of the feeling. Miserable. Cool. up.

She glanced at the young man beside her, and the moment he looked at her at the same time, she clearly saw that her whole person seemed to be a little shorter. Shrink. Make move. Body., son. It's easy to look at it and give birth to something in your heart. Pity., love.

Her pair. Wear. Make move. Tight. Body. Big black jeans. Long. Legs, walking. Short. And the fast pace seems to increase the temperature quite a bit.

Not only her, but the young man next to him also has a kind of deep suburbs, and he doesn't know what will happen to him on the road ahead, he will have some in his heart. Sad. Cool.

The depth of the neighborhood is so great that it took at least a few detours before the map showed them in the middle of it.

A car came by with its high beams on, and her vision immediately became white, and the young man next to her squeezed her in the direction of the shoulder of the road.

The dark cyan large-leaved shrub next to it brightened up for a moment, and it seemed to automatically absorb the light from the street lamp, and Luan Jin looked into the depths of its vegetation, and it was pitch black.

A large circular turntable in the center of the community, walk up a few steps and see this large square, distributed with some amusement facilities, a few teenage boys and girls slipped from their side to the position of the pavilion in the center of the square, and some younger ones.

A group of children playing together, very lively, it is easy to remind him of the scene when he was so old before, I don't know when it started, I have become accustomed to life far away from home, if I really go back to that small city for a long time, I will feel that the current small home is more warm.

He even thought a little more about whether his children could live in a community with only a few floors at the highest level, and in this remote suburb where there were not many people at night, they could enjoy more of this free and dangerous time.

"It's a great place to stay home." Her eyes were still on the group of children chattering.

"The house price is not cheap, and it is still in Suzhou." He said, in the dark blue sky, there were no street lights, and there was no moon. Hue. Some of the light cast is always a little hazy and can't be seen clearly.

She didn't know how far she had traveled today, she was a little numb, and when she thought of the tomorrow she didn't look forward to, she would want to stay more in the current time.

She was standing on the bridge deck of the small river outside the community, and when Zhu Jia looked back, she also stopped, that is, at night, in a suburb far away from home, the wind here was very cold, and the scene she saw from inside had been remembered by her.

Until the young man next to her reminded herself, when she turned her head, he had already walked several meters away, there was not a lot of traffic on the big road, but on the elevated road on the other side of the road, the roaring high-speed train passed quickly from the dim space.

They turned into 'Qianjin West Road' and walked in the direction of the high-speed rail station. Loose, soft. Expansive. Grass. Under the ping, there is a small river that looks clear from here, with a width of about ten meters.

In her vision, she imagined that a group of friends of the same age would be parked in a canopy boat by the river. Slip., to the surface of the river, stop at the small island surrounded by river water on all sides, surrounded by a large tree in the center, light., soft. Target. Admire. Lying on a dense one. Grass. On the bushes, in the shadow of its leaves blocking the sun, quietly looking at the blue sky in the distance, the feet are sunburned. Warm. Warm. What a beautiful and pleasant thing.

When has it been so sentimental, right here. Green jade. Clear. Clear. Under the dim sky, the bright street lamps cast a patch of yellow, yellow, light, falling into the mud. Grass. On the bushes, with the withered leaves that were already sprinkled over, at such a moment when there are few people, it seems that this piece of human beauty only belongs to the two of them at this moment, and she likes it very much. Enjoy. Accept. The space at this moment is even full of freshness of breathing. Lukewarm. Soft. And. Light. Pine.

"He's not going to just live there." She pointed to the one that's in. Grass. Cluster. Deep. Place. A black and dilapidated tent, a putty stove and chopsticks, and an old man sitting on a low stool.

A few wires are separated from the sidewalk. Suspend. To the old man, the light bulb lit in the tent was so bright.

"It's possible that when I was a child, I just remembered that my grandfather didn't live with our family, and he lived in a very small room next to my vegetable garden." Zhu Jia said.

"Did he steal electricity, I think he's good. Pity. Yes. Luan Jin said. She would still look back when the tent had fallen a few meters behind.

Zhu Jia saw that her expression was always a little more melancholy, just like the two of them now, in such a remote environment, they would also be a little far away. Floating. Zero.

The rest of the day passed quickly, and when the road could not go straight, a young man on a bicycle came quickly from the non-motorized lane next to the two of them. Ride. in the past.

Perhaps at first she didn't know if the road could be crossed, but he stopped in front of the construction fence in front of him blocking the middle of the road, and then turned diagonally towards the road, and the image of this scene stayed in her mind.

It wasn't until the two of them crossed the traffic light and turned onto the road on the right, and after walking a few steps, they saw her familiar SUV in the parking lot.

She didn't plan to separate so soon, and that kind of parting vaguely made her heart lonely.

"Why don't you go to the high-speed rail station to rest, and buy some eight-treasure porridge when the time comes. Eat. Eat, and you won't be hungry on the road. He said.

Her heart seemed to be in this state of confusion when she was tired and wanted to take a good rest: he still remembered this thing she had told him a long time ago.

Look at his wistful gaze.

Maybe she didn't know that in this high-speed rail station where there were no other passengers, the conductor walked to the lounge where she didn't know where because the next high-speed train would take more than an hour to arrive. She sat on the chair and closed her eyes, as if she couldn't open them anymore, and vaguely heard a young man from far and near say, "Why is it broken, I don't even have to buy eight-treasure porridge." ”

Just pretend he'll always be by his side.