The three-wheeled canopy electric car drove past in a low-lying area of concrete, and swept away a large splash.

It was about twenty meters in front of Zhang Yu.

The scenes on both sides of the side street reminded her of the movie 'Mr. Tree', in the remote northwest area.

There are such low brick houses everywhere in the picture, and you can see most of the sky as far as the eye can see, and the clouds are cloudy.

This heavy rain gave it depth. color, but the whole area is filled with a sea of life.

It's coming to an end so soon. She seemed to be thinking about walking slower a moment ago, and it was okay to get to Shanghai today anyway.

On the left is a cornfield that has just sprouted green.

On the right. Mixed. Grass. The vines are seven or eight meters high, and the view is blocked on both sides, and the distance is still in the imagination.

At this time, too, it came to the end of the path.

A three-wheeled truck drove from the direction of the vertical and this trail towards the Ningao Highway.

When she walked on the two-way seven-lane road south of Ninggao, in the middle was an elevated subway line.

Walk a distance of four or five hundred meters against the direction of the lane.

She was still a little worried about whether she would be hit by an oncoming car.

Cui Peng sent her another message, maybe it was really boring to walk alone for nearly an hour and a half.

The only high school classmate who is still in contact with her also posted a comment on the video, and her whole body sank. Immersed in it, his eyes occasionally looked at the five. Water chestnut. Cart.

At this moment, she was standing at a height of thirty or forty meters in the subway station. Base. Sit.

She was still the only passenger here this morning.

The side she was on was probably the nearest one of the deserted streets.

The boy brought her back a few days ago, and she deliberately asked her to walk a few hundred meters more and turn around from this subway station.

On the other side, the original wasteland plains are tamping the original . Pine. Soft. Behind the fields, rows and rows were erected. Condole. Frame.

She was standing on the third floor waiting for the bus at this time. I looked through the glass.

She remembers that her mother told her not long ago that the family has been demolished in the past two years, and it is estimated that one of the several suites will be assigned to this location.

She felt very happy at that time, it was easier to go home, and she didn't have to contact her family to pick her up every time she arrived at this place.

Many times, she was hesitant to come back because of trouble.

Two years ago, my father drove his old-fashioned . Mulberry. Tower. Accept. Send yourself over, in the empty subway station, just this one in his twenties. Man. Target.

It was cold, and she couldn't stop, so she stood there and stomped her feet to keep up. on the basic warmth.

The man wrapped in a dark uniform has just one eye. Dew. Outside, it's not very tall either.

Walking from the end of the right side of the subway to the other side, when she looks out the window, I will look at her side face.

She turned around and looked over, and there was still a distance of seventeen or eighteen meters, and the man stared straight ahead.

She didn't. Wear. Mouth. hood, so will be the whole show. Beautiful. Target. Appearance. YAN Hao. Unreservedly fell in his afterglow.

There will be surprises. Yan, I feel that it shouldn't belong to him when I think about it.

Ten minutes was enough time for her to look at her hometown outside the window for a long time, and from her home a few kilometers away at five o'clock, she could only see a hazy shadow.

Maybe it's that Hakomura.

She remembered that many years ago, her mother told her that she saw it in a field seven or eight hundred meters away from her home. Woman. Child. Reading on the balcony on the second floor of the house.

At the time she was a little incredulous, so far away.

With human eyes, you can see so clearly.

Time flies faster and faster, and now I only go home once in half a year, and I don't think it will take long.

There is less of that feeling of parting, and more of a preference for enjoying such scenery.

There are many such suburbs in Shanghai. Wild. parks, but how could there be so many watery farmland reflecting the dark clouds, telling her that the rain might even get bigger.

She sat on the subway and deliberately looked at the weather in the distance, and the sun was on. Tasteless. A dazzling light is cast over the clouds. Eye. of light. Awn.

It must be very warm, a state of colleagues yesterday, and now the car is not congested at all.

I didn't feel that way when I came here the other day, but now I want to take a look at it quickly.

The subway crosses a black sedan with a white fence next to it. Wave. Tao. Restless. The surface of the lake and some blue clouds in the distance are even more abundant. Fresh. Bright.

Many years ago, she looked at the palace. Lock. Heart. Jade, the first time I saw the background of the original TV series can be so dry. Clean, everywhere green, trees, fresh, flowers, grass, loose, soft, only a few fallen leaves.

Match. Above. The heroine's body. Warm. Hue. Fresh. Beautiful. Wrapped in seedlings. Strip. Target. Body. Child. Above.

It seems that since that drama, domestic TV dramas have become more and more neat. It's beautiful and beautiful, and it will be very comfortable to watch for a long time.

Seen from this direction, Lake Shijiu in the past can resemble the sea.

The cold wind continued to blow, and large waves rolled in the lake that I don't know how deep. Face.

It's easy to feel a sense of dread in your heart. Feelings of fear.

There were several people in the car who walked up to the door from their positions and looked at it.

Even at the current speed, it would take nearly ten minutes to drive to reach the other side of the lake, and she could enjoy it a few more points.

After crossing the lake, I left my hometown, and everywhere was a gap hidden in the green sea. Wild, rugged terrain.

The row of houses at the bottom of the hill, with only half of the skeleton left, fell into the dark sea of rain.