One

The feeling brought by the city is really different, different: the neat and clear streets, the uniform pouring of the main road, the constant neon lights, the dense grid lines, the locust-like traffic, the ant-like people, the scenery trees, the overpass, the dense shops, dazzling lights, and colorful music, as well as the towering beautiful buildings and chimneys. Just two words: prosperous!

Even the Hong girl in front of her, Hong Ginkgo, this Miss Hong Jiajiao, who is always pampered and has a broad vision, and has a good sense of self, still can't help but be a little busy and her heart fluctuates when she first steps into this city. Perhaps, this kind of earthly realm is the place where she once dreamed of it.

And in this moment, she was thinking, she was thinking—she didn't know, she didn't know, she didn't know, these flashes of thought were only the touches that she had sprung up in that moment, a few touches that sprang up and scattered, in other words, she praised her magnificence, called her prosperous, and that was nothing more than a few words that she had in her heart in an instant, a few words that were infinitely inclusive. In fact, there is only one feeling that is most prominent in her right now, and that is: chaos, chaos-people and vehicles, chaotic sounds, chaotic scenery, chaotic order, and that is, there is an inexplicable chaos like that hemp in her mind.

Who said this, saying that the most wonderful person in the world is none other than this person's heart and mentality. If this is applied to Hong Ginkgo in reality, it may be more accurate. I don't even know, I don't even know, since that morning Beidu first sent Wang Fan away, and then diverted himself and set foot on this vast strange road, this Hong Ginkgo has already taken such a sentence, and has asked himself no less than dozens or hundreds of times: Marriage is predetermined, and harmony is difficult to force; but in reality, can you find another one who will play 'style' and 'generosity' like you? Can you find another one? Look at you, 'masked people beating drums for people and marrying people with tears', saying that there are still people in this world who are as stupid as you? And you, and you, what are you doing here, what are you signing, your mind, your character, and your strength? It's really sad and ridiculous, it's really sad and ridiculous -- Hong Ginkgo is so self-made and self-deprecating and self-deprecating in her heart for a while, and she doesn't stop making trouble for a moment. She also repeatedly asked in her heart, saying that if you Hong Ginkgo didn't get involved in their (Wang Fan Qin Yanzhi) affairs at all, and finally they came together, and when they came together, would you be so worried and so sad and painful -- she kept asking herself, saying love, love, what are you, what are you? Hong Ginkgo, you are young, but you can really understand love, understand love, understand love? Messy, chaotic', and Hong Yin clinged to the inside of the sidewalk so sullenly and depressed, while lazily moving his steps, while repeatedly thinking about those things that could never be thought through. And when I thought of the deep incision, I couldn't help but feel a little hot in my eyes and itchy in my nose, and I couldn't help it for a while, so I went to pick the sparse place and walked, trying to find a quieter place, a quieter place-"Hey, where to go?"

“――”

"Hey, stop!"

This voice is very high, but it is the kind of Mandarin that is sandwiched.

She couldn't help but look up. Speaking of her, in fact, she understood that the voice of scolding over and over again was in her own ears, but she didn't even think for a while that in this city that is strange but strange, at such a moment, someone would come to see her and say something. It wasn't until this reprimand started again that she realized that something was wrong, and Mu Ran looked back and saw a pair of bright eyebrows, staring at her closely.

After a glance, he saw that the other party had lost a pair of bright big eyes, and he was still born with a godlike shape and a light body, and between his right hand, there was a small triangular red flag - when Hong Ginkgo saw it, he immediately flushed the pink cheeks and turned into the color of extreme red and red.

"What about going out for the first time?" he said with enthusiasm as he took two steps up to greet him.

She nodded.

"It's a duty post there, so you can't just disturb anyone or anything. ”

That's right!

"Look at you, it looks like you just came out to look for a job, right?"

Hong Ginkgo nodded again.

"Do you need some help?"

Hong Ginkgo shook her head again.

"I am Song, Song of Song Jiang, and I always stay here. If you need help in the future, you can come to me at any time. ”

The gentleness of listening to the voice and the enthusiasm of looking at the face are enough to make Hong Ginkgo feel a kind of warmth and cordiality.

"--Or, look at the one on this side, there's a seat on the other side, so let's come and rest for a while." - Say that in the future, you should be more careful when you come out and slip away!"

"Thank you, thank you!" Hong Yinxing said half-shyly.