By the time dawn came, they were back in the city.

In order to drive the car as smoothly as possible, Mu Luyuan broke his own record by driving so slowly.

He has been a genotype drag racing party since he touched the car on the road at the age of 14. I have also participated in the underground black car race, and this year I took the book and was even more arrogant, and the speed of the car was at least the speed limit.

However, at this moment, he really wanted to slow down.

Slow it down.

The woman next to her, how can her sleeping appearance be so eye-catching?

After Mu Luyuan threw away those blood-stained boots, she fell asleep like this.

Probably due to excessive panic, tired and sleeping, sleeping very deeply.

Her wet hair was almost dry, tucked behind her ears, her eyebrows and eyes were as clear as a child's, her skin was very white, her nose had a perfectly slanted arc from the side, her eyelashes hung down quietly and long, beautiful, and it was really impossible to tell how big she was.

But what others called her just now, she should be a little older than herself, he thought.

In the end, he didn't know what was going on, but the car drove through the city and drove towards an elevated highway that plunged into the artificial lake at the mouth of the sea on the outskirts of the city.

That's where he sometimes goes stargazing, but never brings anyone with him.

Even Tata, his sworn friend, was noisy, and he hadn't had time to let him move tents and equipment to practice.

Probably soon.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the east, and a ray of light was already piercing through her window.

Mu Luyuan suddenly had a strange premonition, he was often very open to those things on the way, and he was sure of it.

The Buddha said that this is the nature of insight.

People say it's a crow's mouth.

Mu Luyuan said, this is worthy of your cleverness.

By the time she woke up from the blinding morning light, her car window had been rolled down.

The cool breeze blew away her eyes, and a new sun suddenly erupted from the place that looked like the sea level.

It's just a few tens of seconds, but it's like a rebirth, brilliant and indescribable.

How nice would it be that all the darkness would be dissolved by this bright blank?

This is probably the scene she wants to see the most, what she needs and wants to see the most, right?

Miao Haoshi suddenly turned her head and looked at the stranger who had brought her.

Originally, this should be full of rich connotations, looking up at the gods and looking down at the mortal (follow the correct script, don't change it).

However, the moment her eyes focused, the wind also rushed in through the windows on both sides, and she swirled, and gathered the other party's hair that had not been cut for 2 months and was ready to be repaired into a new version of the Moxican hairstyle after the holiday, covering this natural face clean and comprehensive.

Mu Luyuan's hunch has always been nothing wrong.

After 8 seconds of normal staring, the wind did not stop moving, and Miao had to withdraw his gaze, and it would be rude to look at it again.

Besides, she slept in someone's car until now, and she was rude first. How could she fall asleep in a strange man's car? She didn't know his identity, age, or origin, and she didn't even fail to see his appearance, so it was incredible that she could sleep so peacefully.

The speed was slow, the air was cool, and the sun was shining. Miao didn't know what to say for a while, and it had been a long time since she hadn't woken up in the middle of the morning alarm clock and running to the company.

Silence.

Moment.

The wind stopped, and so did the car.

Mu Luyuan had no choice but to cut his hair and say the name of the place by himself.

It was a contextless morning.

In front of him was a lake whose borders were shrouded in light; Flocks of waterfowl flew overhead; There is the sound of insects that wake up early in summer; The water is sparkling as far as the eye can see, quiet and serene; Only a few tents in the distance confirmed that this was still human.

The nightmarish images and images that had hovered in her mind last night finally fell silent.

Looking at it, Miao Haoshi couldn't help but push the car door, walked out barefoot, and walked forward for a short distance, when she stopped, the reeds by the water secretly exuded a fragrance that seemed to be there, and the tip of her nose made her feel happy instantly, and then she thought of a sentence that could be said.

She turned and walked back. Mu Luyuan didn't chase her out, and watched her walk back in the car.

"Is this the sunrise?"

Miao Haoshi's voice was no longer as hoarse as it was last night.

He stared at her face by the car window, the wind was obedient this time, and as it blew back, her whole face falling into the retina of his pupils.

Mu Luyuan blushed for the first time in his life.

He knew that it took him a long time to get out of the way.

"Have you ever seen a sunrise before?"

Miao Haoshi thought about it seriously and replied to him:

"This is supposed to be the first time, I mean specifically looking at it that way."

That's basically all they had for the day. Presumably, such a morning and place really does not need any context.

Later, Miao Haoshi's mobile phone began to ring and rang again and again.

On the way home for Mu Luyuan, she had already set her schedule for the next 12 hours on the phone. It is also a traffic police brigade, a police station, a hospital, and a company, like an elite character who urgently needs to return to the busy track. And where is he willing to tell her that he is still a high school student and has to go to cram school today?

So, when they say bye-bye, they don't even leave their contact information.

Mu Luyuan simply asked her English name, Muse. Ha! I don't dare to have a few duplicate names for this name.

And it wasn't until Miao Haoshi was on the way back to the company in the afternoon that she remembered that she hadn't even asked the boy's name, where did she go to thank him for the opportunity? I haven't even said thank you.

She looked at the sunset that was beginning to move westward, and the angelic sun that had clattered to the ground this morning was like a world away.

It's like a dream. Is it true?

This is life, I can't catch it, it's scribbled, it's officially so official that it can't be modified.