sanny

Ge ZhanShui drives the car swift and surely, the inverted image page of the shade tree is generally stired on his cheek, bring him into a kind of illusion, he thinks he is retreating in life of one's own haze, the ones that wait for him are all the day soaked by the sunshine    
Blow up company at the clear field, stop, reach at the highway outside odd hectometres crowd, and has dragged in the median in front of them. With an oppressive loud noise, a large stretch of dense smoke stands up from the ascension around the lane, shroud the crowd in its enormous shade. The crowd becomes restless, find fault to those ruins smoking yet, some residents who has lived here, it is sentimental that the words are more or less yearned for. Ge ZhanShui and Su BaoLian insert in the crowd. They have watched this orientation igniting…