1车厢里尽管开着暖气,水瑶还是觉得冷。大概刚刚在站台上等得太久了,寒气已经入侵到了她骨子里。769路末班车,依旧是两个乘客加一个司机的车厢。他跟往常一样坐在她的前排,水瑶能看到他漂亮的后脑勺和刚劲的根根直竖的头发。他真像她画里的男子,清瘦,俊朗。随着一声老牛喘粗气般的急刹,车停了下来。司机迅速跳下了车,不一会儿又跳上来对他们说, 1 car despite the open heating, water Yao still feel cold. Just waiting on the platform for too long, the cold has invaded her bones. 769 bus at the end of the road, still two passengers plus a driver’s compartment. He sat in her front row as usual, and Shuaiyao could see his pretty back of the head and stiff rooted hair. He really looks like the man in her painting, lean and handsome. As the old cow panting like a sudden brake, the car stopped. The driver jumped out of the car and soon jumped up and said to them,