At this point in time, or maybe this girl has been in Shanghai for a long time, even if she is only 165, she has that natural arrogance from her demeanor and face when she walks.

No, while waiting for the traffic light in front of Gechen Bridge, a boy who was taller than her on their right side glanced back at Li Zifan from time to time.

His speed was maintained at a position of three or four meters behind Zhu Jia and Li Zifen, if it weren't for the traffic on Xinghu Street on the left, Zhu Jia would have even thought that this person had another purpose.

"The city is still neat, you can see that the buildings next to it are all boxy." Although the sun was quite hot, it couldn't stop her from looking up to the right to look around the city.

"But do you think this is too ordinary, it's like this everywhere, will life be too boring?" Zhu Jia asked rhetorically.

"I don't think so, I think it's easy for you to drive anything, and it's very comfortable to live, isn't that better than anything?"

The cars on the road came and went, and when they were not broken, the further they went, the more people they frew, and after more than twenty minutes of driving from a rural area to the center of the city, this change was so fast that Li Zifan could still feel the change brought about. Stab. Arouse.

He passed through the cracks of several buildings on the right. Looking into the distance, the view of the lake is still blocked by the layers of buildings.

"Where the hell are you going now?" Li Zifan asked.

Zhu Jia took a deep breath of air, and there was still some exhaust mixed in. Dry. Hot. Taste: "Let's go to the Art Museum of Suzhou Art Academy first, I see it for free." ”

She nodded, and actually now the sun is so. Bask. People., she has long thought of an indoor "cool" fast "cool fast".

This walk is a distance of several hundred meters, many of the buildings on both sides are similar, when passing through the sidewalk of Wangdun Road, the man who was originally following him turned to the left side of Xinghu Street, and there were no other people walking around the two people, and the endless flow of cars quickly drove past the two people.

She saw the third floor of the high-rise building on the right, hanging the sign of Sichuan Xiangtianxia hot pot, like the smell of fireworks everywhere, but what she thought of was a scene that would soon become a frequent repetition on the journey.

When they stood on Huanxiu Road, the two of them stood under a poplar tree, and they felt the boredom and tiredness again in their bodies and minds: "This building is the Art Museum of the Art Academy, but you don't see anyone entering it." He saw that its gate was still at minus one floor level, and that it was necessary to go through a flight of stairs that had taken two small circles to reach its location.

"There's no one, isn't it going to be open today!" Li Zi looked at the past, this kind of no-man environment always had a feeling of being thousands of miles away, and she continued: "Go down and have a look." ”

When I walked to the front, the middle of the glass door was still blocked, only a small door opened on the far right, and the seat dedicated to the security guard was empty.

"Isn't the door here, should we go over there and find the main door." As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the building, directly across the road, on the outside of the tunnel-like corridor, where a three- or four-meter concrete retaining wall was covered with plants.

She didn't follow, and glanced at the man who came back: "This is it, how can there be an open door in that place, let's go in and ask." “

She still maintained her usual good intentions, the light inside was not very bright, and when she walked in, she saw an old man in his fifties or sixties sitting at the counter resting.

The two of them deliberately maintained a light pace, but they still let the person open his eyes, and this atmosphere fits the surroundings very well.

"We're here to see the exhibition, can we go in?" Zhu Jia asked. The girl next to her was already subconsciously ready to be rejected.

The man nodded, and she felt a little more turbulent in her heart at this time.

There's one in it to this day. Quiet. Deep. And the cool breath made her want to stay here for a while.

The lights were shining directly on the wall, and the two men walked slowly, stopping in front of the small pond under the bamboo forest.

When I was calming my mind, I imagined the scene I was in, and the distant sunlight was still hidden in the picture. Pan. Yellow. In the mist, only a little light was revealed.

In the deep water of the pond, there was a bent end branch that fell two or three pieces. Powder. Hue. The flowers, the small fry in the water floated in groups of twos and threes.

She had already reached the end of the wall facing the front desk, and she glanced at it and disappeared from his field of vision.