Seeing her walking fast, Li Huan stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "Feng Feng, sit with me for a while..."
"What are you sitting on? Go back quickly, I'll have a remark, and the competition will be held tomorrow... Hello, rent..."
The taxi stopped, Li Huan shook his hand: "We won't leave. [26nbsp;]"
The taxi driver left in disappointment and muttered "Mystery".
Is this guy crazy? I don’t think that you can be a big shot at this time, but don’t think that having some popularity is a superstar. You have to finish the first step after taking the Long March.
She was about to scold him, but he dragged him forward. After crossing the street, there was a long river embankment below. The embankment was shining with weeping willows and gently caressing them. In the night wind, there were cold cups and vendors selling grapefruits.
Plan the visitor.
The vendor sells Bobo Chicken, which is skewed with bamboo sticks and placed in a large pot of red chili oil. Customers can take as they eat and collect money according to the bamboo sticks, each string of 50 cents. Li Huan smiled and laughed.
Holding her hand and not letting go: "I'm hungry, please treat me to Bobo Chicken..."
She remembered that he had cooked very spicy noodles for him for the first time in this era. She put a lot of Lao Ganma in it, so spicy that he couldn't speak. After so long, he became used to it, and gradually,
I fell in love with the characteristics here. Many people from other places come to C City and will soon fall in love with the characteristics here.
She bought 10 skewers and rolled them in the shiny chili oil of the soup. She saw him eat it. He seemed satisfied and did not stop here. He pulled her forward a little further, and then she realized that he had already walked.
That familiar small square was when he first came to modern times, and he took him to familiarize himself with the world. Every night he would ride his bicycle to take him out for a walk. It was also here that he saw Ke Ran for the first time, and then he seemed to have met him.
My "queen" ran over...
It's late at night, the fountain is no longer there, the tentacles of the small-leafed banyan are dragging long, the long wooden chairs around them look deserted and clean, and the backrests of each chair are engraved with two lines of poetry. This is the characteristic of C City, in the park
, On the walkway, there is even a long poetry corridor specially carved in Huanhuaxi Park.
Li Huan pulled her to sit down on a chair. Under the dim light, she saw the poem on the back of the chair:
I first met you, but it seemed like an old friend was returning.