She was still a little hunched and looked out the window, and from this angle she could see a wide world. The sky was a little overcast, and a great storm had lasted from last night to the present, and the dense tops of the verdant trees more than ten meters away from this side were sloping towards one end.

There are also a lot of branches and leaves that are swept up in the air, facing the dim and low-hanging dark clouds, all of which are a bit of an apocalyptic scene, and if they are bigger, it is really too scary.

The freeze frame is just right, and now it becomes the beauty of this girl who seems to be awake to appreciate it.

The cold easily penetrated her skin through her pajamas, and this cold also brought some subtle sensations, which were very comfortable.

But she couldn't stay for a long time, she was thinking about whether to get up now, so intentional. Wouldn't it be a pity if you just slept like this.

"I'll just take the bus from Hancun." I don't know how many times she said this from the time she went to the first floor for breakfast until now, for fear that the two old men would not hear it.

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"Take No. 106 from Hancun to Gupen, and then take No. 111 to the subway station." My father also said this twice, his ears have not been as good as before over the years, and he doesn't want to remember it anymore.

"I've been to a lot of places, there are navigators, I know how to get around." Zhang Yu replied.

"He knows how to go." Mother to the side. Man. Person. emphasized.

"I'll pass you over, ah." The old father always felt uneasy.

She shook her head, carried her schoolbag to the front, and walked into the yard with an umbrella. Breathed in the freshest air in the rain, cold and cold.

When she walked to the gate of the courtyard, she remembered that she didn't have a mask, and hurriedly returned home, where the two parents stood at the door of the kitchen.

"I didn't wear a mask." She didn't look at the two of them too much, and walked straight into the gap. Go.

The parents watched her take the mask and hurriedly walked out of the door, sending off the girl, and didn't know how often she would be able to come back.

After all, it is not close to Haishi, and it takes more than an hour to drive north to the high-speed rail station in the city.

A few years ago, the subway was just opened, and the nearest subway station is five or six kilometers away from her home.

One is a rural road, along the road behind her house until you walk five or six hundred meters forward, and you can hardly see any houses, and both sides of the road are full of farmland.

When she came back by subway several times, she always took this road, and the distance was really far.

The subway station has just been built, and it is not the main station, so there is no taxi, there is no bus, and the family has to drive to pick it up every time.

In the morning, her father mentioned to her that there is another way to get to the Jiejie Wei subway station, which is to pass by the Han Village in front, which is 5.7 kilometers, which is nearly 100 meters closer than the road in the house.

Compared to when I came, I didn't carry much in my schoolbag, and I was at home these days. Hold. Gotta feel it often. Gasp. But I'm angry, and I've been thinking about when I'm going back to Shanghai, going to a crowded place. Moisten. Popularity.

The family has a small three-story building, her parents live on the first floor, and she and her sister have one floor.

Her mother was always nagging next to her: 'The house is old, and the rain comes in, and it is easy to get moldy. ’

The row of large windows on the balcony was often closed.

Many relatives have been demolished and demolished to new ones several kilometers away. Over there at the district hospital.

It's very stuffy, very stuffy, it's lively at noon on the first day of the new year, and when I come back in the evening, I feel that there will be fewer and fewer such scenes in the future.

Walking on the road where the occasional car passed by, two three-wheeled electric vehicles with canopies were driving in the direction of Hakomura.

The cold was blowing in all sides. Come, the street trees on both sides have grown for two or three years, and they have become much denser, and when the wind is a little stronger, it rains heavily.

It's shaking these days. The sound is often brushed to the empty Ann called Nan Study. Hui rural hometown.

Red. Brick low wall, crazy. Grass. Disorderly. Long in. Wet. Wet. Wet. The rotten. on the mud trail.

The same building as her home before she was twelve.

It may be that she has been living in this villa for more than ten years, and the exterior walls and interior decoration are very beautiful.

As her sister used to say, 'I'm Lou. Above. Small. Sister', she went downstairs while eating, and she didn't know where she was. Dry. What the.

Recently, her grades have dropped a little, and her parents criticize her when they have nothing to do, taking Zhang Yu as her.

When Zhang Yu left, he shouted upstairs, and his sister didn't come down, so she replied upstairs, "I know."

My sister took care of her many times before she was five years old, and she had a special affection for her little sister. Guileless. In it.

She looked back at the third floor of her home, a hundred meters away, and saw a layer of mist over the farmland through layers of rain.

In Shanghai, she occasionally takes the subway for nearly an hour to a country park to see such a scene.

This is her hometown, and when it is time to leave, it is possible that in recent years, she has become a little accustomed to this kind of life, and feels that time flies too quickly.

Half a year or a year's work, she will definitely come back.

It's not like when I was in graduate school, I didn't have time at all, and now I can start a trip on Saturday and Sunday.

Two or three storey houses stretch for four or five hundred meters to make up the streets of this village.

The rain darkened the entire street. Hue. tone, on the contrary, is a little deeper than when the sun is shining. Hue. The rhyme. Taste.

From small to big streets, almost every house sells something, and there is someone next to it.

When she closes her eyes, it's easy to sketch a clear scene in her mind.

When I went to college, I didn't start like before, I only came back once or twice a year.

This small. Knife. In the electric car, he was still wearing an old padded jacket. Man. Now, it's more like a little old man.

He's old. Old woman. How beautiful I was in the store when I was young, but in the first two years, I felt how old I was.

Most of the shops are still the same as before, but she may have changed too much over the years.

When the boss looked over, he was probably shocked. Yan. A little more, everything is very light.

It's true that wearing a down jacket like her can't cover her. High. Choose. of the body. material, in this city may be called the most remote place, and it is only during the Chinese New Year that you can see a few.

Her umbrella is very low, and in the adult world, at this age, she still walks on the street with a schoolbag on her back, and she is still a little embarrassed to meet acquaintances.

She didn't go far on this street and turned onto the side street of Handong Road.

The trail slopes down the slope and goes further on. Narrow, looking into the distance from this angle, at the end of the road is a one-story cement low house.

"It's just like in the picture, it's beautiful." She whispered to herself, coldly. Rain. In the mist, the heart at this moment seems to melt. Enter. This world, I don't want to pass by it easily.