On this side, Huang Bo's car slowly drove away from the Golden School House, sitting in the back row of Mu Yu, leaning against the back of the seat silently looking out the window at the street trees that kept moving back.

Each street tree is equipped with landscape lights, reflecting the unique shape of the street lamps, the road illuminated no less than the brightness of the day, the scenery but more than the day a few points charming, so that even if the night chill is still heavy, ...