It's night.

Although it is also within the three major business districts of Japan, since Yokohama returns to Tokyo, it is still a journey back to slowly listen to the sound of insects.

The stars are shining and the wind is gentle.

Nearby, there are shadows of trees that have turned green, and in the distance is the sky with sparse stars. The farther away, the brighter it is.

Andaoyuan sat on the sofa seat of the main driver, gently shook the window beside him, enjoying the refreshingness of the spring night, listening to the rustling sound of people on the flower and fruit wind and the chirping of insects, and looking at the stars-covered night sky.

The sky is not pure black, but a vast dark blue exudes its darkness, stretching to the distance and in the distance.

If the weather recovers more at this time, it will be warmer.

The group could probably hear the cicadas lying on the trees and the sound of frogs by the pond.

He still remembers that Lao An was driving a car. If it were such a quiet country road or a rarely visited road, he would slow down the speed and then open the window and light a cigarette.

Point the cigarette out of the car window, take a breath, and sniff a cigarette ring, and then pose in a comfortable position.

Andaoyuan does not smoke, but life is continuity, just like he also opens the car window at this moment, blowing the evening breeze and is speechless.

The silver-haired girl sat in the passenger seat and opened the car window and looked at the starry sky in the distance. Her long silver hair became less quiet because of the wind, as if she was scattered on the galaxy.

Andaoyuan couldn't see her eyes.

But I know that there must be a Milky Way reflected there.

In the car, Shinya Shinya was already a little sleepy. The gentle girl leaned on the sofa and fell asleep quietly. Oda Kyoka and Mo Xiaoyan were wearing headphones. Looking at the short videos released from the glowing screen in their hands, they would occasionally smile knowingly.

Only Beiluoshimen leaned against the door and looked out the window, looking for the long but complex navigation trajectory and gravitational stairs in the star map.

This night is quiet.

It is as quiet as the passage Mr. Zhu Ziqing wrote in the moonlight of the lotus pond:

(The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly pouring on this leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floats up in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; it is also like a dream covered with a gauze. Although it is a full moon, there is a layer of faint clouds in the sky, so it cannot shine brightly; but I think this is exactly the advantage - a deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap has a unique flavor.

The moonlight shines through the trees. The bushes growing high above fall with uneven mottled black shadows, like ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows are like paintings on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like a famous song played on a violin.)

Andaoyuan didn’t know what the difference between the summer night in July 1927 and the spring night in the 21st century.

After thinking about it carefully, this inner tranquility is probably somewhat similar.

The car windows were slightly windy.

Then he walked out of the wind.

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About an hour passed.

The people of the Wind Travel drove to a lake and stayed temporarily.

The lake water is glowing with a faint light.

In the quiet late night, I looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and my mood suddenly became clear. The beautiful sentences, just like this, I sat quietly in front of the computer, letting my thoughts flow, letting my warmth overflow, and my heart was like a pool of green springs in the mist of the sky, rippling gently.

At night, blowing the lake breeze can also relieve the energy consumption. Andaoyuan is rational, so he will not feel wasted by these ten minutes of stay.

Mo Xiaoyan and Shiyin were both asleep on the mat.

Sleeping soundly.

Perhaps because Oda Hime covered them with a thin blanket. Although extraordinary people will not get sick, and it is even more impossible to have a cold or cold, they still prefer warmth.

"Are you going to get out of the car and relax?"

Andoyuan asked with his spiritual power outlined his thoughts, but he only received a response from Oda Hime waved his hand.

Compared to getting off the car and breathing the wind away from the world, she might prefer to sit there and browse her phone. Beiluo 23 didn't know what to think, and it was rare that there was no activity.

Only the quiet Wind Journey person is left.

And Andaoyuan and the silver-haired girl standing by the lake.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Um."

Xue was well-behaved and then said with some joy:

"There is a lake here, why don't we have an open-air barbecue? Shiyin and I bought anthracite and small stoves specially for the camping supermarket last time, and we have never used them once."

"Okay, next time I get up early and go to the nearby market to buy some ingredients, and we will skewer it and eat it."

Andaoyuan knew that a simple kitten would not hide his mood, so he didn't ask much.

I just heard her gently throwing the flat-shaped small stones into the lake, and then splashed pieces of water on the lake surface, and maintained a few shallow water drifting and then fell on the lake surface.

"The little black cat finished eating the food at the entrance of the store."

"Is this the reason you're in a better mood?"

"What's wrong? If you can eat, it means you're in a good mood."

There was a hint of blush on the girl's face, as if to prove this sentence, she deliberately emphasized her tone: "Do you think there is something wrong?"

Of course, the aggravated sound was just more like a kind of coquettish act to him.

"I think it makes sense."

Andaoyuan said with a smile.

Once upon a time, Russell wrote:

(The so-called happy life must refer to a quiet life. The reason is that only in a quiet atmosphere can real life fun be generated.)

now.

Beside the same moonlight and clear lake water.

Mei Luxen also wrote:

(Love has absolutely no patterns or rules, and love cannot be clearly stated. What is clearly stated is not love, but just a combination of interests.

I never believe that marriages with a good match will be happy, and I don’t believe that marriages with similar knowledge will be happy.

Love should be like a pool of sweet and refreshing water.)

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The Wind Journey People returned again with the sound of insects on the spring night and the cool night.

There was no stop to this trip.

Following the highway, I drove into the glowing Tokyo metropolis.

I drove back to the street surrounded by trade winds.

roadside.

The spring flowers belonging to this season have gradually bloomed.

"I'm going back to sleep, Shiyin."

Xue pushed the gentle girl and woke her up gently.

The people who lived in the house returned to the house.

Then, the blue light with a very technological sense of blue light gradually faded from the operating table of the Fengzhiyou Ren.

【Good night】

Raphael was quiet.
Chapter completed!