In a foreign land, snow never falls.

Honey!

Opening lightning strike.

Anyway, I'll give you a bite first.

I am now sitting on the high-speed train to BJ, trying to code for a while, but I am very dizzy now.

Moreover, my network is interrupted from time to time, making me unable to send it if I want to.

The elder brother next to him started to sleep after driving for five minutes, with loud snoring and accompanied by murmurs in the respiratory tract.

I had no choice but to change my seat, but I could still vaguely hear the sound that seemed to be there and not be there...

I'm going to break up.

provoke!

I don't care, I just say mess with you!

A little bit...

...

After writing the above words, I was silent for a long time before I continued to write.

I was a little doubtful whether my mental state was normal, but after thinking about it, I felt that there was no big problem.

So keep it! (Omitted...

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...

I snatched tickets for three days on a ticket purchase platform APP, but I still didn't get the direct route. In the end, I bought a high-speed rail ticket for the transfer at 1:00 a.m.

Then I was bitten by mosquitoes at night and fell asleep at three o'clock!

Ahhhhh.

The situation is constantly going on, but it is still smooth at present. I got up early and went to get the paper report and took a taxi to get the high-speed rail station.

I bid farewell to my family and got into the car alone, and started my struggle journey for a day and a half.

On the high-speed rail, I watched the mountains pass by, watching the repeated changes from cities to villages to cities.

How to say it, it feels a bit strange.

It’s not that I’m unfamiliar with this scene, but that I’m a little unfamiliar with the scene without a trace of whiteness in front of me.

After thinking about it, I haven't seen snow for a long time.

Maybe, there are two years or three years, I can’t remember it very clearly and I’m too lazy to calculate it.

Maybe it's really too far from home that I'll start to miss the scenes I've been used to.

I want to see the snow.

But although that's what I said, I chose the road myself, so I didn't feel so uncomfortable, let alone regret it.

But, in my heart, for such a life.

It still feels a little empty.

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I have embarked on the road to a foreign land.

From then on, there was no more snow in winter.

Every day, you can prove that you don't know how to be a eunuch (Lee

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!