I see this massive group of cyclists with a passenger behind them, mostly guys with female passengers, n most of them are smiling, smiling very peacefully and contendedly.

last Wednesday, my bike conked, so Weibiao said very calmly, "不要紧，先park住，我载你去（上课）", thus started our slow quiet journey to 四教. I dun really like talking to the cyclist, just enjoy a calm peacful ride to wadever destination we're heading. I rmb there was once snr Jiaming gave me a lift back to dorm, and he was chatting with snr Hui Xian on the way back, while I just sat there quietly, one hand on his shoulder and one on my bag, watching the trees, feeling the wind and half-listening to their conversation. a... melancholic feeling of sorts. but Weibiao will like to talk to me, I suppose he finds the silence unbearable. but I enjoy the "silence", listening to the slight whirling of the pedals, clanking of other people's bikes, faint murmur of the wind and distant echoes of voices we've passed...