Yancang Road is a small road less than two meters wide under the high-speed rail station of Songjiang South Railway Station on the map, and the lowest point is a little more than one meter eight meters away from the train track above.

He had never heard of the fact that he could take the high-speed train from Hongqiao before he came today, and it would take him 14 minutes.

Sometimes in order to briefly feel the feeling of traveling far away, it is not necessary to take Metro Line 9 for more than an hour.

Just went back and forth for about ten minutes, and there was no high-speed railway.

In the dim underground space, Chen Mengruo saw the moss on both sides of the corner. "Do you think that if this tunnel is a little longer, it will be a little too scary." ”

When she said this, Zhu Jia happened to think of the experience of the undergraduate clinical internship in Changzhou, "You seem to often encounter it in the underpass of Lanling Road. Change. State. ”

When she heard the name of the place, she reacted: "Yes, I still remember what that man looked like." She still clearly remembered the one-meter-seven skinny man in her mind. Obscene. Trifling. Male.

"I was still walking with two roommates, the man followed us so blatantly, I never thought it would happen to this kind of thing before, that person appeared often later, and we girls didn't dare to walk through that passage at night."

"After all, you're on. The sea, the security here is so good. He said.

Four years of undergraduate, three years of graduate school, and one year of work, that was eight years ago.

In those years, the country. The development of the home is not as good as it is now, and I don't know what to do in the future. It's overwhelming.

This girl was proud at the time. I'm very arrogant, my grades are good, and I'm white. White. Clean. Clean, or on. Sea people.

It's easy to feel a little unattainable until you've seen the world.

Just walked up and a narrow. The narrow path is fenced off by barbed wire painted in teal.

Next to the large miscellaneous area. Grass. Withered. Yellow. The leaves are further inside, and a large patch of vegetables is in the shape of a strip.

In the winter, you can still see such a large green and verdant place.

Chen Mengruo is close to the lattice-like large seam. I looked into it and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really out of the way here, my home is in Songjiang, and I haven't noticed such a place before." But the scenery is also quite beautiful. ”

Zhu Jia saw that she was wearing that kind of wide. The pine is long. pants that look. Soft. Soft.

A fresh breeze was blowing through her. Muscle. Skin.

She glanced back at Zhu Jia, and said: "It seems that I will have to go out for a walk in the future. Unfold. Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you out if I was fine. Play. ”

"That's, that's, I wish you would call me more in the future, I really want you to talk a little more now, and don't talk about it yet." Zhu Jia said with a smile.

The wind blowing in the air was quite cold, and after stopping here for half a minute, I felt a little tempted to sneeze.

"Actually, even if I talk about a boyfriend, I can call you out. Play, I don't want to get married in two years, how tired it is, life is not free, and those who get married early in our family generally don't plan to study after graduating from undergraduate. ”

She picked up her pace again and walked ahead, the path bent to the right, and there was still a slight slope, and after walking a few steps, she felt a little tired in her calves.

"I've heard before that a lot of people want to make more money when they're young and go out to play when they're old, and I know some of them who die at the age of forty or fifty."

He remembered the one named Zhao Jing. Woman. He was told of it.

Her best friend Chu. Fang's aunt husband was found to have a liver at the age of thirty. Cancer, and then desperately pulled the project, earned a million in two years, left it to his wife and son, and then died.

"Yes," she said, turning her head to the side. White. Tender. Tender. of the face. The egg was displayed in front of him and said these two words.

Zhu Jia found that she often did this, which made him think how could she be so good.

Not hypocritical at all.

"All I didn't read. Ph.D., graduate students are enough, I don't want to sit in the lab all day long, just for a few articles, to stay up. Yellow. Target. She said.

Zhu Jia can see that she likes her life very much now, and her face is when she speaks. Hue. Very. Put. The appearance of the pine.

"I finally saw a figure, I thought this road wouldn't pass!" She breathed a sigh of relief and spoke in her voice. Tone: Pleasant and beautiful.

Actually, think about the unattainable woman many years ago. God, the impression of so many years in it is that walking on the road with her will unconsciously enjoy some enjoyment. Accept.

Twenty meters ahead, walked a man dressed in blue and black. Hue. Old man in an old down jacket with a black sweater and hat.

"There are roads on the navigation, how can it be wrong." He laughed, grin. The corners of the mouth are a bit like twenty-year-old Lee. Easy. Wind.

Very sensitive. Dye. force, she glanced at it, and smiled lightly.

More than 20 cars were parked against the barbed wire fence on the right, and a lot of dark brown fell on the side. Hue. of needle-shaped long leaves.

The road can now be seen straight to the viaduct more than 100 meters away.

The further you go, the wider the road becomes, and apart from the sound of the wind whistling, there is often the roar of cars passing by in the distance.

"This year is the 24th and 25th of the Chinese New Year, and it seems that it is only a little more than a week away."

If you look at the pale viaduct in front of you, there is no sunlight, and the light is all pale clouds falling, and there is a bit of a deep winter depression. Road.

"Your home is here, as long as you want, celebrate the New Year every day." He said.

"That's not it, the village where I was a child has long been demolished, and now my relatives are not close, so I will gather in the days of the New Year."

Even if she said this, when she thought that the New Year was coming soon, her heart suddenly felt a little more. Palpitate. Move, like a little worm in the heart. Come. Gang. Go.

"Isn't your home in Jiangsu? It will be there in a short time by high-speed train. She added.

"Because it's too close, I don't usually go back, and I go out to play when I'm free on weekends." He looked up at the sky, and the leaves of the poplars planted on the edge of the ridge had all gone.

It rushed straight into the air thirty or forty meters into the air, leaving a reddish-brown patch in its wake. Deep. Dark. Hue.

He remembered going to the North a little over a month ago. Jing, that's such a scene over there.

Having been in the city for several years, he had barely seen this sight in his memory.