On the uphill road under the blue sky, on the trees planted in the middle of these sidewalks, one is helped in all four directions. Coarse. Stick.

Luan Jin said: "The wind is too strong here, and the trees are all tied up. The young man glanced at it, and felt that this tiredness had made him not speak in the slightest.

A buzzing sound came from above her head, and in the position directly in front of her, she saw three middle-aged men in their forties walking directly in front of her, and the unrest in her heart made her instinctively not want to pass by the group of people in front of her: "Let's go to the opposite road." ”

He was looking up at the sky above the left, and was about to remind her to look over, but he was still urged by the girl next to him to walk into this wide and uninhabited road.

"You're not afraid that the people in front of you will get us in trouble." Zhu Jia asked.

"I've encountered this kind of thing before, and in such a remote place, I don't necessarily run away if I want to." Luan Jin looked at a few people on the forty-fifth corner on the right side of the road, and only now did he feel a little more at ease.

She looked up at the sky above her, and the drone was flying low in the wilderness on the left, gliding quickly among the reeds, and then drifting rapidly into the distance where gray-green and blue sky intertwined.

Both of them looked over, the scene of late autumn in this primeval forest always makes people see more of the vastness of this world, Luan Jin pointed to the car parked on the side of the road in front of him, and vaguely saw a person controlling it through the somewhat reflective glass.

After walking to the position facing the car, Zhu Jia looked into the car, the window glass with a dark light, and could only vaguely see a young man sitting inside.

You can already see the road much higher than this one.

"Hey, how can there be so many cars parked over there?" Zhu Jia was a little surprised, "The Guanhai Park marked on the map is quite far from here." ”

"There's definitely something nice to look at." Luan Jin said.

This uphill journey was originally a difficult walk, but when they saw the ocean on the map close in front of them, both men picked up their pace and ran up.

When he crossed the road and looked into the distance against the one-meter-high concrete wall, the sun shone warmly on the ebb and flow of the sea.

On the beach on the right, there are many tourists scattered around, "Go, go down." Zhu Jia said with some excitement.

"Most of the people who come here are by car." Luan Jin said, but the speed was not slow at all, and Zhu Jia followed closely around the gap between the two cars.

More than 20 cars were parked in this area of Diding Road, and in the back parking space of the Mercedes-Benz SUV on the right, an eight or nine-year-old girl walked out of it with a kite in her hand.

"Don't run, wait for your parents to go together." The man in the driver's seat shouted at her.

"So what's the point?" The woman's voice came.

On the other side of the car came a woman in a blue-blue sweater, less than thirty years old, with a gray mesh skirt, and carrying an off-white bag in her right hand, which made people think she was very soft at a glance.

If compared with the girl Luan Jin beside him, there is always a little less youth and vitality, after Zhu Jia walked down the cement stairs along the open iron door, the girl behind him. Thin. Long. White., tender. of the long. Leg. inadvertently attracts the attention of another person behind him.

She wears a red long-sleeved jacket with a white sweater with a half-high collar underneath, and a long-sleeved jacket underneath. Very. The hem of the short, sweater runs through the edge of the red coat and wraps warmly around her. Waist. Division.

A dark brown plaid block winter long pleated skirt to the middle of the calf, and over. Foot. Ankle. The middle of the off-white socks. Dew. Go out. Ten of them. White. Skin, skin, skin. He wears a pair of small black flat leather shoes on his feet

Looking at her back, it should be a pole. Beauty. The girl.

Luan Jin definitely didn't expect that her back would make such an impression on the young man in a black sports jacket who walked down from another car behind her.

A cement promenade extends to the sea at a distance of more than ten meters, five or six meters wide, and some tourists stand in various corners, including mothers who hold their children and look at the sea.

At. Shore. East. New. District. On the right side of the iron sign of the flood control command center, a dark blue tent is set up, and the wind blows the white poles around it.

In the distance, where the sky was gone, black waves crashed against the stone steps.

"The water is a little unclean, it's all black." Zhu Jia said.

"I guess it's because of the pollution."

"By the way, I remember that you went to the beach in Dalian, how was it over there."

"It's not very good, my friend and I took a speedboat to the island, and the sea over there is quite clear." She looked at it for a while and thought it wasn't interesting.

She saw a stall selling mineral water behind her, and a young man with two people who had come to play with him was asking how much one of the artworks was cost, and was still asking for a price.

Luan Jin said: "Uncle, how much is a bottle of mineral water." ”

"Four bucks." The old man, dressed in coarse cloth, looked in the direction from which the crisp voice came.

"Zhu Jia, do you want a bottle?" She asked, looking at the young man who was looking at the sea.

"Yes." He walked over.

All the clouds in the sky of this world were blown away by half that of the sun. Straight. Shoot. And the wind still kept its slight cold whirring on her. Violent. Dew. In the outside. Neck. Child. up., drilled in, and there was a cold breath and water flowing down the throat, throat, soaking, moistening, to her. Body. Village.