Mu Meng rode a bike on the road. In fact, Mu Meng rode slowly alone at first. He also looked at the scenery on the street from time to time, but he started to remember when he rode on Mu Meng. Mu Meng didn’t understand why some people always hurried past without leaving a trace. Although this is good for Mu Meng, it’s better to never own if you are destined to lose. I don’t know what to say. Time began to become Mu Meng's life motto.
In this memory, Wan Muqing helped him repair the car, and Mu Meng lost his temper to Wan Muqing for no reason, and then he apologized unconvincingly.
"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine." Mu Meng began to sing the song of Shuitiao in his toneless voice, this seemingly desolate poem.
As time went by, Mu Meng actually rode faster and faster, as if it had to be faster than the wind speed, but other people would not applaud her driving skills, but would worry about her name.
"Hey, the one in front, ride slowly." Mu Meng almost fell from the car when a sentence popped out from nowhere.
"Huh?" Mu Meng looked around but didn't see the person speaking, maybe he was hearing hallucinations
"What is Mu Meng looking for?" Mu Meng felt that this voice was very familiar, it should be the voice just now, but it seemed that he had heard this voice in many places.
Mu Meng saw Wu Meili sitting in the taxi again. It turned out that the so-called familiarity was because her voice echoed in the air every day.
"I just listened to persuasion once, don't overturn your car on the road!" It was the driver's master who was unhappy first when he heard this sentence.
"Little girl, my driving skills are so good, I won't overturn the car!"
"Um, master, you drive slowly." Mu Meng didn't know how to answer the driver's words for a while, and the feeling of being speechless was really uncomfortable.
"Little girl, it's not safe to ride a bicycle at night. Don't drive too much. It is easy to hit the car." Wu Meili said to Mu Meng, following the tone of the driver's master. It may not be worth it to sell you!" Finally Wu Meili changed her voice back, but this voice made her feel even more uncomfortable. Suddenly, she felt that the reason why Wan Muqing would send herself home and help her car repair It was all because of Wu Meili, and I was just an episode of Wan Muqing's pursuit of Wu Meili. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
"Oh, thank Sister Wumei for reminding me. I remember Mu Meng."
"Even if you are a woman with the same wind, you will never be better than me, and I will always be better than you." After speaking, the driver took her to a place that Mu Meng didn't know.
"A woman like the wind?" Mu Meng repeated these six words, and suddenly felt that this name seemed very interesting, but he still needs to study it carefully.
If you really have a breeze, can you let yourself drift freely, until you have all your thoughts drifted to Wan Muqing, if you really are a windy woman, can you be cool and unrestrained? When he meets, he doesn't need any trace of nostalgia, and he won't have a bit of embarrassment. How good would it be
As a result, Mu Meng, who should have been riding faster and faster, slowed down and began to think about the past. Many past events are like playing movies, but this movie cannot be fast forwarded or rewinded. Mu Meng often thinks, if he is really a breath of fresh breeze, how good would it be? In fact, it's not bad to be a woman like the wind, at least she can act decisively like the wind.