Seven people were surprised for a moment. The stowaway sighed, "It seems that we have to wait for news."
"I finally found some hope!" The evil man is depressed and feels dejected.
The restaurant suddenly fell silent. At this time, if someone farted, it would be a thunderbolt.
"Well, let’s not talk about it. Let’s have breakfast first so that we can send you to Glory City." Domineering feeling angry is getting more and more embarrassing, easing the atmosphere and changing the subject.
"All right!" The stowaway nodded heavily.
Everyone is not saying anything, and everyone knows that the world may really change, and the meaning of life is likely to be very bad.
It’s not pleasant to eat breakfast. Everyone’s face is covered with dark clouds. It seems that thunder and lightning may happen at any time. At the same time, storms and hail will party together in this tens of centimeters of land.
After a long ordeal of 20 or 30 minutes, breakfast finally ended. Seven people were ready to leave, and they gave Pear a message to clean up the table. Xiao Xiaojian went to the RV.
Seven minutes later, the extended Lincoln slowly drove out of the villa and headed for the street and glory city. However, the five stowaways would never have thought that this departure was also their last.
Wide streets, tall buildings, strange crowds, but all five stowaways didn’t laugh, not because they wore blindfolds and veils, but because they were really not in the mood.
It’s a fine day, and the autumn rain seems to be thinner than a cow’s capillary, thinner than a woman’s emotion, and I can’t feel the sound when I fall on the window.
I don’t know when a song rang in the car. This song is melodious, sad and poor.
I come from accident like a dust.
Who can see that I am fragile?
I’m from my hometown.
Who called me at the moment?
Although heaven and earth are wide, this road is difficult to walk.
I’ve seen this man all over the place.
How much love do I have and how many tears do I have?
God knows I won’t give up.
Grateful for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
Grateful, grateful for fate.
I will cherish the flowers as well.
I come from accident like a dust.
Who can see that I am fragile?
I’m from my hometown.
Who called me at the moment?
Although heaven and earth are wide, this road is difficult to walk.
I’ve seen this man all over the place.
How much love do I have and how many tears do I have?
God knows I won’t give up.
Grateful for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
Grateful, grateful for fate.
I will cherish the flowers as well.
Grateful for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
Grateful, grateful for fate.
I will cherish the flowers as well.
This song has been sung and repeated, and I don’t know who has moistened and touched it. It is always repeated like this, sometimes sad and sometimes powerful.
The crowd in the street is so busy that it seems that several people are moving forward, but what is ahead? Is it the road to the ideal muddy swamp? Or go into the abyss and look at the cliff? Few people have asked, and few people dare to ask a thorough question. It is a need to face reality because it is difficult to wake up from a dream.
I don’t know how long it took before the crowd suddenly increased and the car slowed down.