This is the second trip to Shanghai, and the plane was hot and humid with the air squeezed in Beijing, strained by the rain and the relaxation of the nervous suddenly. Interval of two years, although there are prepared but still bedecked in jewelry and attracted by her, was confused by Wu Nong soft language, the eyes silently speaking, deep listening ear, heart pondering this shallow flashy city. Meetings in Pudong, yet their own arrangements for hotels in Kinmen, because just hate to leave from Huaihai Road near 1:00, you can feel the heat of Xintiandi, breathe into the breath of Hengshan Road, but also were removed from the middle of Shanghai's most fashionable men and women is that they pretend to be in one, but in Huaihai Middle Road to ask: "how to get to the new world?" no doubt be identified, and Hehe. I asked the road was petite girls cute, facial features such as extremely Kristy, Buddha ordinary fans pointing tracks, I like to listen to the non-brain晕晕credited to hear the first line of oncoming crowd clamoring voice to! Different Sanlitun decline, unlike the old Shichahai, refined into the store and the mood of the ornaments can not help but tut sigh, like the tight ah ~~~~~。 Chose a lively bar LUNA, no land, children sitting, and asked for a bottle of Heineken from a man standing close to where the band felt the Philippines Sea Metal Storm for an hour actually not tired, Hei hei. The next day the cebit show, but also waves of beauty. Looking at epson printer, ran a mm introduced them to me, like a doll face, wet mouth with rapid co-Chang, I think going to melt in her eyes, and did not understand what to say but I hope that she Never stop. Unfortunately, or stopped, and I said with a smile: "You sound pleasing to the ear, but can you repeat it?" The day of the dinner as usual, because the driver did not know the road while the delay in Pudong, no matter what, just in different colors between skyscrapers watch. Suddenly, an elite school for Beijing's colleagues marvel at, damn enough to corrupt, Hehe. For the first time to eat snakes, during which continuous teaser Shanghai agent of the mm to speak, really pleasing to the ear like a lullaby. On the third day wait Shaben Hengshan Road, the bar is very impressive, and wandering around during a nameless colleague: "This is a salon it?" Halo! ! Cursed his puzzled style. Pressing in a sudden burst of pelting rain of our street in a bar called the wave and later I jokingly called Wave Street, because on the inside by a Bobo in Japan unveils mm inquiry. To go back a little love does not think of Beijing, and the hearts of entanglement with regret at having left. Another, Happy Story, Saturday at home to see the beauty of teenage draft, looking at the Shanghai mm performances with the Shanghai dialect, I am giggly laughter directed at the screen.
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