In the winter morning, people are reluctant to get up, for Lin Jiajia, who is on winter vacation, she is often lazy in the bed at eleven o'clock and is unwilling to get up.

Every morning she wakes up with an indispensable thing to do, which is to draw a circle in the calendar book and roll over her hands to count the days of school.

Looking at the calendar book that was full of circles drawn by her, the day of school is getting closer and closer, and it will take less than a month to spend it in bed with nothing to do.

Before she sat down and had not started to eat lunch, the phone in the room was remembered over and over again, and the vibrating "woo" sound was unusually deafening.

When she saw that it was Lin Xiaoxiao's phone, she almost choked on the food in her mouth, excitedly dropped the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, and answered the phone in a hurry.

What Lin Xiaoxiao said to her next made her suddenly lose her excitement, just like the feeling of a sudden fall from heaven to hell, which instantly spread all over her body.

After hanging up the phone, she sat on the bed and sat stupidly for 10 minutes, and the unfinished meal had become cold in the bowl.

"Jiajia, Jiajia, are you still eating?" Outside was the sound of grandma's blowing, which came to my ears one after another.

Lin Jiajia, who got up from the bed, seemed to be dragging a daughter-heavy body, walked out slowly, and looked at everything in the house, grandpa was still reading the newspaper on the sofa as usual, and grandma was holding a remote control board and looking at the Heda channel, and the days seemed to be so quiet.

"Grandma, I'm not eating, I'm going out for something. After Lin Jiajia finished speaking, she turned around and went to the house to change her clothes, in fact, the moment she turned around, she was already crying, and she didn't know why she shed tears.

After rummaging through the wardrobe in the room for a long time, it seems that wearing clothes is also a particularly difficult choice.

After a full 20 minutes, she finally put on the clothes she was satisfied with, a black down jacket coat, a black hat, black gloves, and a pair of black shoes.

Before going out, I looked for a long time next to the shoe cabinet, and I still put on small white sneakers, she was not tall, so her feet were naturally not very big.

She walked through the cold winter wind, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her, and she walked in the direction of the train station, as if where was her ultimate goal.

It turned out that the gray and cloudy day slowly drifted up a drizzle, although it would not wet the clothes, but it was enough to leave small droplets of water on the hair.

The mobile phone rang again, making her feel that she didn't have the courage to answer it, and when she saw that it was Han Bin who was calling, she thought to herself, maybe he also knew! He was Han Chen's best brother, and he should have known about this kind of thing earlier than her.

The phone was connected for more than ten seconds, there was no sound, she didn't respond with "hey", he didn't speak, after a moment of silence, Han Bin finally spoke, and he said in a heavy tone: "You know about Han Chen, right?"

Lin Jiajia simply replied with a "um" and didn't say anything.

"Then should we tell Ning Ning, don't say what Han Chen means, but I think we should talk to her!" Han Bin said.

"I'll pick them up at the train station now and we'll talk about whether or not to tell her about it later. Lin Jiajia replied.

It turned out that Han Bin was already waiting at the train station, he arrived one step earlier than Lin Jiajia, standing on the bridge of the railway station, looking at the people walking with big bags and small bags at the exit of the station, and the busy figure shuttled through this small city, running for three meals a day.

The car selling soy milk was still steaming, and the aunt who sold soy milk was constantly blowing hot air on her hands.

"Hey......" Lin Jiajia's call pulled Han Bin, who was immersed in thoughts, back to the "cold" reality.

"What do you want to do?" he grumbled impatiently, glaring at her with a pair of cold eyes.

"Your hair is wet, don't you feel it?" Lin Jiajia's umbrella had reached the top of his head.

He touched his hair, although this drizzle, the lawyer was so eye-catching, he didn't stand for a while, and his hair really felt like wet dew.

The wind kept "whirring", and the sound of it blowing in his ears kept ringing, blowing his collar open, he stretched out his hand, pulled the zipper, accidentally touched his face, and felt the cold feeling on his face, like this air full of dead silence, without a little temperature.

The two of them were on the bridge of the train station, waiting for the arrival of the train with great anticipation.

He looked up at the gray sky, didn't say a word, and walked quietly towards the crowded exit of the train station, letting the cold wind ruffle their hair, letting the cold wind blow away their dull thoughts.

With the sound of the radio at the train station, the people at the exit became more and more crowded, and the security inspector was already standing next to the iron gate and ready to open the door, he held the key in his hand, standing at the door solemnly, and was waiting for the returning wanderers to arrive home as soon as he opened the door.

Han Bin's tall man kept staring intently at the gate of the exit, as if he didn't dare to have a trace of slackness.

The light drizzle was getting denser and heavier, and it didn't seem to be abating in the slightest.

Lin Jiajia was thin and small, and she couldn't see her figure when she was surrounded by the crowd, Han Bin patted her, gave her the umbrella in his hand, and told her to wait for him in the same place, and he went in to see if he didn't miss it.

Han Bin squeezed into the side of the iron gate, staring blankly at the crowd that came out one by one, looking for the familiar back in the constantly shuttling crowd.

Finally, the familiar face, the once sunny and cheerful boy, dragging a large box and a sunhat, appeared in front of him, only looking much thinner than before.

"Han Chen, Han Chen, I'm here. Han Bin waved his hand and kept calling at him, but before he could raise his head, Lin Xiaoxiao on the side responded first, smiled at Han Bin, and waved his hand.

At this time, Han Bin noticed that Han Chen's aunt with a hat was trimmed, she was so thin that only bones remained, her face was pale without a little blood, and the whole person looked completely different from before.

"Teacher Li. Han Bin's sentence Teacher Li, she suddenly raised her head and kowtowed, when she saw Han Bin, she simply smiled, there were no more words, she was originally a talkative Chinese teacher, why was it so sudden, and suddenly she couldn't see anything before.

Han Chen looked at him and smiled and said, "Your hair is wet, you've been here for a long time, right?"

He nodded, but did not speak, as if this greeting had been understood for a long time, and a year was almost over.