In the direction of the north of Huancheng East Road, there is no fork in the road that needs to stop. Shun. on the ground, the speed of the car reached the extreme.

The wind was blowing strongly, perhaps because . Ride. After a long time, at this time, I felt that the wind was just maintained in its slightly cold state, and it blew very much. Unfold. Suitable, let him feel extremely free, as if at this moment this world can gallop up, and the body and mind are easily released at this moment. Put.

The car on the road next to him flashed quickly in his peripheral vision.

He spreads out. Mouth. Right ahead. Shout. Perhaps the wind blew the sound away, and to his own ears, he felt that the sound was not very loud.

Always feels like before and several. Host. Mat. Regiment. 's classmates sing in K.T.V, and they are not very familiar with them, and they are not embarrassed to let go and sing, and their voices and colors are a little different from themselves.

He deliberately looked behind him, and saw that the girl was also staring at the wheels quickly.

The wind flew her long hair back and whistle, just as her white hair fell. Tender. 's face was so displayed in front of him. It seems that the eyes under the frown slightly make people feel her in their hearts when they look at it. Move. Person. The charm. Force.

When he looked back at the front, he still remembered her appearance from the previous moment, and he always felt that she was a little more beautiful at this moment than many times during the day.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but laugh.

In my heart, I felt that there was nothing but the smell of a lake and trees around me.

That fresh and rich cold oxygen will be the whole . Chest. Mouth. The turbidity is all. Lean. Get out, whew. Suck. Special. Unfold. Wear.

He also felt those. Stab. Arouse. exalted to him. Deep. so that every second of this speeding on the road is so free.

By the inertia of the car, it stopped in front of the traffic light at the intersection of Huancheng North Road.

In front of Wu Xuan hangs a tall building. Excite. The bridge across the river.

There are a lot of cars moving in the east-west direction in the lane, and there are quite a few electric vehicles speeding in from the left-hand direction.

The air here is a little gray, and the mottled deck of the viaduct in front of it seems. Drench. On some rainwater on the concrete floor, dark. Sink. Shen.

It's too much of a mess. ’

She glanced behind her, and the bike path stretched more than a dozen meters behind her, full of people waiting to pass like her.

She and Zhu Jia are at the forefront. Village. Face.

She thought that if she waited for a while and started late, there would probably be a lot of horns behind her. She, as often as she used to be, is also easy to imagine.

The young man next to her and her are separated by a beauty. Regiment. Outside. Sell. Little brother.

He turned his head to her and said, "Wait a minute, you follow me, let's turn this way"

The navigation points to the left to turn diagonally to the opposite line, there is a small road to cross, he is a little unsure, how to cross the bridge in the opposite direction.

But the navigation is on such a path that he still tends to listen to it and turn the lights on the right. Green. When it was over, it quickly followed a few electric cars that had rushed over.

There are several heavy trucks mixed in with the car. Flow. , and when he was closest to her, he was only two or three meters away.

She focused all her attention on the road, keeping her eyes on the cars.

Especially in the most. Force. Near. This one is painted red. Oil. Lacquer. When a big truck and a small car came in the other direction, I thought, 'Hurry up, get over there.'"

In fact, it was just a moment, and she followed him diagonally onto the north road on the right side of the city.

There are very few non-motorized vehicles in this direction, there are no pedestrians on the road, and the road is quite wide.

Zhu Jia felt a little unreal for a moment.

The girl next to him moved to his side when he stopped to look at the navigation, and there was still some palpitation on her face: "This road is too dangerous." ”

Her eyes hadn't calmed down yet.

He looked at the screen for the path, "Maybe you're on the wrong foot." ”

"What's wrong?" She asked.

He went forward. Ride. After a little distance, I finally confirmed my intuition: "We went the wrong way, we should have gone straight just now, and we ended up here." ”

He was in a bad mood and always felt that he would not be able to catch the train if he continued to spend so much.

"So what now?" She glanced back at the bridge, which had been many distances long, and there was no straight path in that direction.