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Chapter 47: If you are afraid of the cold, then you hug me

Yinjia Villa is not the kind of residential area at the junction of urban and rural areas, but a group of excellent villas close to mountains and rivers. There are also many commercial developments nearby, because it is adjacent to the largest natural scenic reservoir area in D City, and is surrounded by

The real estate projects that emerged during the Reservoir Generation are now rising. The real estate here is no worse than the urban area of ​​D City. In addition, the subway, light rail and bus routes are now conveniently accessible. On the contrary, the real estate prices here are more than twice as high as those in the urban area.

The comfortable red Cruz was driving along the familiar streets. Grandpa, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the wide road in front of him. The yellow ginkgo leaves blown down by the wind on the road spread a thick layer on the ground.

Grandpa whispered, "We need to arrange for someone to clean this road. There are leaves everywhere!"

Grandpa Ran is usually enthusiastic about public welfare and is considered a celebrity in the community.

Shu Ran also knew that grandpa was a well-spoken figure in this community.

The leaves that had been lifted up as the car slowly drove past floated up again, and one by one they hit the glass window in front of the car, and a few leaves fell on the car window after being washed by the wind.

Shu Ran reflexively turned her face sideways, and even let go of her hand on the steering wheel to block her forehead. She did this very naturally, as if she was trying to block the leaves falling in front of her, but her hand suddenly became stiff.

She realized that she had made such an action unconsciously, and her expression was a little dazed.

What is she trying to block?

In front of her eyes were the withered yellow leaves that were flying towards her, and it was not like she had to use her hands to block the falling ginkgo leaves when she was sitting in the back seat of a bicycle five years ago. The spacious concrete avenue in her sight was still so familiar, and the familiar trees on both sides were still there.

And the kind ginkgo tree, in the middle of the empty road, she seemed to see the light walking in the depths of her memory, following a blue bicycle, and the woman on the back seat of the car was holding a picture album in her hand and opening her arms.

The strings of laughter that sounded like silver bells drifted over along with the cold wind outside the window.

"Nie Zhanyun, can you ride slower? It's too cold!"

"Afraid of the cold? Then hold me -"

...

The ground was covered with golden yellow, and the laughter in the wind was spinning in her mind. And the hem of the clothes floating in the wind, she stretched out her hand, but never saw it again!

There was a stabbing pain in her temples, and Shu Ran reached out to press the painful acupuncture point. Seeing this, Grandpa Ran beside her said worriedly: "Girl, are you feeling unwell? Girl -"

Grandpa Ran hurriedly reached out and grabbed his granddaughter's hand. Shu Ran suddenly reacted and the car's sense of direction also shifted slightly. She hurriedly held the steering wheel, feeling nervous and feeling sick due to stomach discomfort.

Looking at grandpa's nervous expression, I felt annoyed. Did I get distracted and frighten grandpa?

"Grandpa, I'm fine. I was just thinking about something, so I didn't hear your voice!" Shu Ran tried her best to hold back her physical discomfort and comforted the grandpa sitting next to her. Grandpa Ran looked worried when he saw this, "

Girl, I know you young people are busy, but your health is also very important!"

Shu Ran listened obediently, and frowned when she turned her face. The discomfort in her body became more and more intense, and her mind felt dizzy. When the car drove past this section and entered the Yin Family Villa, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

He drove the car to a small villa with the house number No. 67 and stopped. He didn't even bother to drive the car into the garage. He didn't even unbuckle the seat belt. He opened the door and leaned out, lying on the door and retching.

The ground vomited.

-----Ahahah, here comes the update-------


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