Later, for a long period of Chaohui Road, I didn't remember what it brought on the line. Arouse. Feeling.

At the end of it, the opposite road was not seen to be crossed. Wear. Pathways of the past.

Like in front of the traffic lights on several major roads in front of him, Zhu Jia was surrounded by a large circle of electric cars. Work. of the males.

He saw that the red light ahead was about to flash not long after, and hurriedly looked at the navigation again. Thin. Small road lines.

There was such a busy intersection under the Jianguo North Road elevated before, and it was all more than half an hour ago.

If we had crossed the bridge straight with that group of people at that time, we would have been able to get to our current position in a while, and we would have been in such a hurry as we are now.

The departure time is getting closer and closer, and the anxiety lingers in my heart, and now I can't make decisions easily, and if one is not good, I won't be able to catch the bus.

Turn right on the road in front, there is a viaduct not far away, he has already crossed the bridge, so many cars, there is no possibility of returning halfway, it is very likely to be forced to cross a bridge, and then cross.

Die. Circulate.

He didn't have long to hesitate.

In his afterglow, that year. Light. Appearance. Beauty. The girl moved gently to his side.

In front. Yellow. While the lights were still flashing, the group. Man. A puff of smoke increased to a rapid speed, and it quickly shuttled past him.

He had a head at the time. hot, also pedaled hard a few times in their direction, following the traffic.

That. Share. Dangerous thorns. Arouse. Feel. It was in Wu Xuan's heart again.

At this time, it was natural for her to think that there had been such a moment for a long time.

At that time, she was driving Yadea, and a no. Grip. Tight, straight and next to the bike. Scrape. At a certain point, consciousness is no longer in control for a moment. Body. Body.

The whole person fell from the car in front of a school gate on the right, which was paved with a layer of small gravel blocks.

She clearly remembered that when she first got up, most of her body was covered with dust, and her right palm was one by one. Blood. Hole. Village. Exudation. Fresh. Blood and dust. Melt. Together, embedded in the skin, it is pitch black.

Positive value. Spring. When the summer handover, it was good to wear long sleeves.

At that time, I felt that I might not be able to make it through, so I still stiffened my head. Skin. Go for an internship.

It was only at night that I found out that the . Cattle. Child. Trouser handles are small. Leg. Above. It was scraped out like a knife. Blood. Trace.

He was glad that there was such a way.

Airport Road Street was probably an old one-way lane under construction, with only half of the road open.

There are many places where this half of the concrete floor has been fractured with potholes.

It is not wide, and it is divided into a motorway and a bicycle lane.

Rushing to this road, it was like riding a roller coaster, and she saw that the boy looked back at herself for a while, as if. Gentleman. Husband. See. Wife. Like Zi, every time he turned around, she wanted to tell him the idea, especially wanted to laugh.

The lights are not very bright, and there are some car lights shining on the road, shining brightly.

She felt that she had to concentrate all her attention at all times, and if it was not good, it was possible. Die. Here, her heart was beating out of her control.

At the three-way intersection of the Qian Jin Building, she noticed that in the distant sky, dark black clouds gathered together in large numbers for some time, and the wind blowing on the trees became significantly stronger, blowing cold on her body, and it was still thick. Lush with leaves. Fragrant. taste, will make people can't help it. Deep. Suck. Above. Few. Mouth.

She also deliberately looked at the temperature displayed on her mobile phone.

‘5’！

No wonder riding a little bit now. Sweat. Water. None of them.

Comfortable like the beginning of July, when the cement outside the sunny community was bright, she closed the curtains, turned on the 16-degree air conditioner, wrapped. In warm. Hue. Tune in the quilt.

After this fork in the road, a large area of oranges under the red leaf forest. Red. Hue. Under the street lamp, there were only the two of them and the occasional passing car.

Zhu Jia deliberately slowed down a little.

The girl soon caught up, and at this time there was a clamor of leaves in her ears. Lah. 'Boom' sound.

He asked with some excitement, "Do you think this time is special. Refreshing? ”

It's like the most. Stab. Arouse. Bringing herself in the time, she breathed in this fresh and subtle. Cold. The air burst into a smile: "Cool. Be. It's just too dangerous. It's like walking on a cliff. ”

A picture automatically came to mind, on the Saturday evening of junior high school a long time ago, there was a street lamp not very bright at a distance on both sides of the road, and I was invited by my neighbor to the downtown zoo.

I thought it was dangerous, but I didn't think about slowing down at that time.

"Have you ever had this experience before?" He asked.

"It's just you men. Hi. Joy like this, take. Life. Joke. Although she said this, from her expression she was not. Resist. Refuse. Target.