Time flies like a white horse, the scenery changes, and in a blink of an eye, it enters winter.

People in the city are still busy, rushing for life, and everyone has their own story.

Bitter and sweet, bittersweet and self-aware.

On the street, a takeaway guy with a face full of vicissitudes leaned on the body of the car, munching on a loaf of bread, and suddenly a phone call came, he hurriedly put away the bread, and hurried to ride an electric donkey.

An aunt who was sweeping the street saw a child running to the middle of the road, and the vehicles shuttling back and forth could hit him at any time, so the aunt put down her tools, hurriedly ran over, and carried him to the side of the road.

At this time, the child's mother rushed over, picked up the child, thanked the aunt, and left.

At an intersection, on the traffic police command platform, a young female traffic policeman commanded the moving vehicles in an orderly manner, and the cold wind hit her face, freezing her little face red.

On the side of the road, a beggar with no legs sat on a skateboard, supporting the ground with his hands, and struggled to move forward.

A girl in a white down jacket walked up to the beggar, threw a five-dollar bill into his small basin, and then walked away with brisk steps.

In front of a small shop selling soup dumplings, the shopkeeper was busy inside.

"Boss, here's a soup dumpling of ten yuan." It was the girl in the white down jacket who spoke, and at this time she was so cold that she was stamping her feet and rubbing her hands together, this person was none other than our sister Qiao Lingxi.

"Xiaoxi, it's only been a few days, and I'm still alive!" The boss teased.

"Less poor, and the water spirit can't be eaten." Qiao Lingxi had an angry expression on her face.

"Why not, I don't have to eat at noon today, just look at you and you're full, really."

"Why don't you die, whether you sell it or not, if you don't sell it, I'll leave."

"Sell, come, give you one more."

Qiao Lingxi took the mobile phone to pay, took the bag containing the buns, and left with brisk steps.

After walking for a while, I found a young couple on the side of the road making an awkward fuss.

The woman was very angry and grabbed and pulled at the man, but the man stood there motionless, letting his girlfriend vent the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Qiao Lingxi looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, she suddenly remembered that she had also had such a quarrel with Kong Xianglin, but time has passed, the past is no more, and she couldn't help but feel a faint sentimentality in her heart.

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In the bedroom of the room, Xia Youyou sat in front of the computer, browsing the web, at this time she changed the crying melon face in the past, but the state was particularly full, her eyes were shining, she reached out and touched her chin, looking at the computer screen, as if she had made a major discovery.

The door of the living room was pushed open, and Qiao Lingxi walked in with a bun.

"Yoyo, come and eat steamed buns." As he spoke, he walked over to the table, put the bag on top, and took out one to eat.

Here, Xia Youyou didn't know if it was a nerve, and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Smack!" He slapped the computer desk heavily and said, "That's it." Then, he stood up, trotted, came to the living room, stared wide-eyed, felt very magical, and said to Qiao Lingxi: "Xiaoxi, I found a big thing. ”

As soon as Qiao Lingxi heard her say this, she felt particularly disdainful.

"To put it bluntly, the big thing you said is not as big as sesame seeds. Let's eat the buns first, it's going to get cold in a while. ”