Part 1邂逅穆北是在冬天。我从小就特别讨厌冬天,街道的空气里弥漫着城市雪天特有的气息,寒意逼人。那样的早晨不亚于一场噩梦。我依旧选择坐在靠窗的位置,木然地望着外面的冷空气是怎样一层层地覆盖在坚硬的钢化玻璃上。我恨不得把整张脸都埋进厚厚的围巾里,不放过一丝一毫的温暖。每到站点,凛冽的寒风就趁机从车门呼啸而过,所有人都情不自 Part 1 encounter Mu North is in the winter. I especially hate the winter, the air in the streets filled with the unique atmosphere of the city snow, chill pressing. That morning is no less than a nightmare. I still choose to sit by the window position, looking at the natural cold air is covered with layers of hard toughened glass. I can not wait to put the whole face buried in a thick scarf, without letting down the slightest warmth. Every site, cold wind took the opportunity to whistle past the door, everyone is not feeling