The snowflakes all over the ground were imprinted step by step, with different shades imprinted on the white road, and Lin Jiajia deliberately stepped on the road like a child to imprint her own footprints.

Tranquility fell into bed for a while and didn't go to sleep, although the whole person looked tired, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Leaning on the pillow, looking at the university outside like chaff, I suddenly feel very nostalgic for my childhood, at that time, my heart was really empty, I didn't have to think about work, I didn't have to think about the future, I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to do, I could go out lazily, or I could be stupid in a daze, but I didn't think about life in a panic like now.

In this small county, there are too many memories of them, and there are too many marks of struggle, and the three years of high school are working hard to get up early and stay late, and the academic journey also ends in this small town.

Unable to sleep, she got up again, walked to the window, opened the closed window, and a cold wind blew in her face, mercilessly blowing in front of her.

She clasped her hands around her waist, and at a glance, she saw that Lin Jiajia, who did not have an umbrella, was jumping and playing with the snow on the road.

"I knew she wouldn't bring an umbrella. She said to herself.

At this time, Han Bin was also sitting in front of the window looking at the heavy snow outside, he didn't feel sleepy at all, he was thinking about whether the tranquility next to him was not asleep like him, whether he secretly ran out to play in the snow, don't wait for a while, he caught a cold stupidly.

His hunch was always so accurate, the door was knocked on the "knock knock", he didn't think it would be quiet, he walked to the door and opened the door and turned around and walked over.

Tranquility at the door didn't see his figure, probed his head to look inside the room, sighed deeply and said, "I know you can't sleep, let's go out to play?"

Han Bin saw that she was wearing thin clothes, and she didn't put on her coat, and he said in a disgusted tone: "Go and put your coat on me, no one will take care of you when you catch a cold, and now you must take care of yourself." ”

Suddenly, a coat was warmly draped over her shoulders, and Jiang Hao's powerful and magnetic voice said: "Who said that no one takes care of her, I just took care of her." ”

Tranquility winked at Han Bin and made a gesture of victory, looking like he was in a state of discouragement.

"Quiet, quiet, peaceful. Lin Jiajia knocked vigorously on the door and kept calling her name.

Tranquility said to Han Bin, "Go, tell her I'm here." ”

Han Bin walked casually, leaned against the door, looked at Lin Jiajia with a lazy sheep and said, "Here it is." ”

"Han Bin!" she watched in surprise as she called out his name and walked slowly over with a snowflake on her head.

"If you don't have an umbrella, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Han Bin said as he patted the snow on her hair.

"Hey, don't shoot it! Tranquility ran excitedly to stop Han Bin's movements.

"Why are you coming back? Who is he?" Lin Jiajia's own doubts have not been solved, it is understandable that he came back to go home, but why did he still live in Qingyang Hotel, and who was Jiang Hao on the side, and how did he appear in the same room with them.

"He's, a quiet crazy suitor!" Han Bin said deliberately in a mischievous voice.

"My name is Jiang Hao, and as he says, I'm a fan of Tranquility. He took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Fans?" Tranquility seemed to be surprised and said, "Fans, wait for the next article." ”

Tranquility took Lin Jiajia's hand and said, "Don't listen to their fools, we will attend the funeral when we go home." ”

"Funeral?" Lin Jiajia's mouth was bigger than an egg. Asked with a stupid glare at Tranquility.

"Yes, funeral, Xia Qing's mother?" Tranquility replied affirmatively and unequivocally, forcing her to believe that it was true.

"What about Xia Qing?" Lin Jiajia asked.

"When I went home, I didn't know how it was arranged, but she said that she would notify us when it was arranged. Serenity replied.

"Let's sort out the classmates so that we can get together at this opportunity. Lin Jiajia said.

"Forget it, this is what Xia Qing should ask first, is she willing to invite her classmates, maybe she doesn't want her classmates to know?

"What do you think our high school classmates will become! Are they still the same as before?" Lin Jiajia's question was a little childish and a little funny.

"Didn't you go back to the sheep's feet?" asked Ning Jing as she looked at Lin Jiajia. (Sheep Foot is a small town) from the county to do a car to set off to four hours to arrive, and are all mountain roads, but also through the famous red holy land, 720,000, the old generation of the old generation said that the People's Liberation Army in 720,000, Loushan Pass war, here liberated China.

"I didn't come back, my grandparents have come up, and there is no one to kick the sheep, so why should I go back? I won't go back to the town when I come back." Lin Jiajia replied.

"It's great, I also try to let my parents come to live in the county seat as soon as possible, so that I can be closer to them, and it will be much more convenient to come back to see them. Serenity replied.

"Shall we go out? Suddenly I was a little curious about this place, and I wanted to go out and see the city with your youth. Jiang Hao said.

"Oh, yes, there's a lot of stories about us in this city. ”

She quietly looked out the window, and the crowd on the street began to grow more and more as the morning dawned, and there were countless young and energetic people, always tossing and playing in the snow.

In this small city, how many people's years have been precipitated, how many people's stories have been hidden, it listens to the youth of each of us every day, and each of us has some touching, some memories, and some confusion in our youth.

At that time, we all lived in a dream of an angel, looking through the light veil of the dream, she had colorful colors, gentle posture, like fog came and went without a trace, she was like a cloud, suddenly far away in the sky, involving our thoughts, suddenly close at hand, bound our eyes, in this city has an elegant pace, beautiful sound.

We are always in the flying smile, shake off a piece of reverie into the lonely years, leaving a melancholy like water, even if how many years have passed, these touches are still cherished in the world of the heart, these days still remain in the most beautiful dreams.

Walking out the hotel door, the wind blows softly, through our fingertips, kissing our cheeks and brushing our hair.

The wind blowing in the face, with the falling snow, a cold breath surged, stretched out his hand, the crystal dew of the sky, youth has been separated from the snow, thoughts are constantly cut, youth is not connected, cool through the heart, ice and snow Luo tent cold.