The white fog in the air has not completely dissipated, and the water surface of the Mirror Lake is obscured, and the waves are not visible. There is still the chirping of birds on the branches, but it can only be said to be sparse compared to the summer, and the cold wind is so cold that it almost makes people mistake the white fog for snow chips.

Su Mingzheng parked his bicycle on the side of the road, locked the parking pole on the side of the road with an iron chain, slowly boarded the lakeside path, stood in the open space and warmed up first, and then started with steps, wearing running shoes and hitting the hard path, with a sense of solid and elastic rhythm.

The paved red brick pavement loomed in the white mist, and there was a cold wind in front of him, and Su Mingzheng tightened the windproof jacket on his body a little more.

The morning light gradually fell, the white fog was driven away, the scenery became clear, it turned out that the periphery of the lake was full of trees, but almost all the leaves were left and the branches remained, and the green water of the lake was also exposed, lying there silently.

Su Mingzheng's coat was already full of heat, and the sweat on his forehead was also wet with his hair, and he finally slowed down slowly after running two laps of the lakeside according to his habit, and at this time, the morning runners who could clearly see each other began to greet each other, and Su Mingzheng also nodded or greeted them according to etiquette, even if her oriental appearance was very special among a group of blonde, brown-haired, blue-eyed Westerners.

Standing next to the bicycle and wiping off the sweat with a towel, Su Mingzheng turned over and got into the car, letting the wheels roll lightly on the asphalt road on the downhill section until he stepped on it twice when it was uphill.

Back to the residence to change clothes, wearing casual clothes and a light down jacket Su Mingzheng stepped on the bicycle again, this time there began to be noisy people on the side of the road, people clamoring to go to work and school to do business, Su Mingzheng belonged to the group of school, pedaling on the bicycle towards the campus, pedaling the big slope in front of the school gate, until finally standing on the pedal together and working hard, the back was also sweating, and then slid downhill into the Davis University gate, speeding on the campus boulevard, until the classical teaching building in front of the classical teaching building.

After participating in a group discussion class, Su Mingzheng entered the supervisor's office to discuss his graduation thesis with the teacher, and discussed for two hours before leaving with a pile of books.

After a simple lunch in the school cafeteria, the afternoon time was spent in the library by Su Mingzheng, the spectacular towering book wall is hidden in the shadows, surrounded in an arc in the front and back directions, the middle area is designed because of the whole glass window on the right wall and the natural light penetrates the outside, it is not the examination season at present, the wide desktop that can accommodate four people is occupied by her alone, the desktop is full of all kinds of white and blue jujube red book covers, this book is a weighty original book, the pile of books almost buried Su Mingzheng in it.

Su Mingzheng had a laptop in front of him, the distance of the computer was a little farther, and he had to stretch out his arm when he wanted to use it, and what was really pressed under her elbow was a thick volume of notebook paper, and in addition to saying hello and chatting with his classmates who happened to be in the library all afternoon, Su Mingzheng was either flipping through the books around him, or writing hard, and sometimes typing a few words on the keyboard on the computer.

Su Mingzheng, who can spend day after day in the library, coincides with the stereotype of Westerners that Asians are nerds.

However, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Mingzheng packed his backpack and turned around to leave the library, today is Saturday, after all, it is still different.

Every Saturday Su Mingzheng relaxes a little and rides his bike to the town market a little farther away, on the other side of the railway.

It's a local farmer's market, and although the winter isn't as rich as the summer and autumn, it's also home to bright orange shanji, juicy grapes, mushrooms and greens. Small, purple round turnips are sold in the market by bakeries selling freshly made baguettes and toast bread, and sandwiches are made on the stalls, as well as homemade yogurt and even ice cream made from homemade milk are squeezed into cones on the spot, and many people still shiver in the cold wind and lick the ice cream even in winter.

Before closing the stall at sunset, Su Mingzheng grabbed the cheapest toast, and a bucket of fresh milk that was particularly cheap in winter, and picked some white radish, although it was also round and spherical, but at least it was close to the domestic radish, and finally picked up a box of vegetable salad that the store made in the refrigerator, the box was the size of a toolbox, which made people suspect that they needed to raise a cow to buy, and grapes sold at a stall.

When she finally led the bicycle away, the basket in front of the car was full of things, and of course, she couldn't forget it before she went home

Su Mingzheng pushed the car into a small courtyard, only a small wooden sign was hung at the courtyard door, walked into the small shop, threw two small bills in front of the counter in exchange for a cup of hot coffee, and took it out and sat on the terrace of the garden while sipping white air.

The most important feature of this small local shop is that it can be exchanged for hot and mellow coffee at a cheap price, and it is loved by shy students at the university.

Take a walk around the farmer's market, and finally look at the sunset, look at the crowd on the road, and drink a cup of hot coffee, which is the relaxation time that Su Mingzheng gives himself on Saturday.

She looked up at the orange winter sun, stretched her hands, and showed a relaxed smile on her face, diluted and peaceful, the sparkle in her eyes was the vitality left by the lively market, but it was not the casual and flower-like smile of the past.

After enjoying Su Mingzheng slowly leading the car through the town street, passing by the most lively section of the town with an administrative organ, she suddenly stopped. Surrounded by Westerners, when you suddenly see a black-haired and yellow-skinned person who looks like an Asian, your eyes become very sensitive.

An Asian woman with long, straight black hair sat on the steps of the town office, drinking cold water from a mineral water bottle and munching on bread that looked a little dry, her suitcase leaning at her feet.

No one in the town office went to work today, so she was sitting there alone, so it shouldn't be too obvious.

Looking at the sky, Su Mingzheng remembered the righteousness of his fellow countrymen, if he came from the same country in a foreign country, he would be a fellow countryman, walked straight over, lay on the bicycle and called:

"Do you speak Chinese?" would have been nice to her if she could.

Su Mingzheng lives in this place, and usually speaks foreign languages, Su's mother has helped her hire a foreign language teacher since she was a child, but she has no practical experience, and she is also bumpy when she leaves her hometown at the beginning, and it takes a month or two to adapt to it before she becomes fluent, but she has not used her mother tongue for a long time, and she misses it.

When I saw someone who seemed to be a fellow countryman, I wanted to speak Chinese.

"Yes, yes! I didn't expect to meet someone here who can speak Chinese. How did you see me?"

The woman sitting on the steps raised her head, Su Mingzheng felt that this sister was also several years older than herself, just looking at her appearance, she was also a mature and beautiful royal sister, but after laughing, she was full of naughty childishness, and the corners of her mouth fell into a deep wine vortex, no different from a naughty elementary school girl.

"You don't know how striking it is for an Asian to sit on the street and eat bread in this place...... Su Mingzheng said rightly, and many passers-by nearby swept over to peek at each other.

The sister smiled innocently again, "Who told me that my wallet was stolen, isn't there no way!" and exaggerated the movement of spreading her hands.

"Isn't there at least a hotel to book first, there is always a place to stay, right?" Su Mingzheng asked with some uncertainty, it was dark, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely book a hotel first, but this sister, Su Mingzheng was not sure.

"I always find ...... here"

"But here, the wallet was stolen...... Su Mingzheng coldly helped her take it.

"Traveling is just about leaving!" Even if she fell into a desperate situation, this sister still had full vitality.

"If you don't mind...... Come to my house for one night, right?" Su Mingzheng sighed.

"Okay!" the woman snapped up instantly, "I don't mind at all, I don't mind at all." It was an exaggerated gesture of waving his hand again and again.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" Su Mingzheng led the car back a little farther so that the woman could pull the suitcase and move down the steps.

"I know you won't. The elder sister dragged her suitcase across the street with Su Mingzheng as she shook her index finger from side to side, and a meaningful smile appeared on her glorious face.

Su Mingzheng suddenly wondered if she knew who she was, after all, she was also a public figure to a certain extent. Su Mingzheng has been in the newspaper several times since he was a child, mostly reports on fashion parties, news such as who is the most beautiful dressed at the party, Su Mingzheng is mostly placed in the team with good performance, and there are reports on charity activities, and photos of Su Mingzheng may also be taken, of course, the last scandal that made a big splash also made Su Mingzheng's photos circulate a lot on the Internet, although he was killed by the lily control friend, those who have seen it have seen it.

But there was no malice in that sister's eyes, and her footsteps meandered briskly beside Su Mingzheng who was leading the car, but she refused to walk in a straight line.

"What about you? Aren't you afraid? Take me home. The sister asked.

"I also have a roommate, and that roommate is a black belt in karate, so I ......" Su Mingzheng's words are unfinished, but the meaning is already very clear, and she hasn't mentioned that she doesn't lose to that roommate.

Su Mingzheng didn't understand why he decided to bring a stranger back to his residence so quickly, probably, it made sense to include his hometown and old acquaintances in the four great joys of life, right?

And it's getting dark, and it's winter again.

"Come on. Wanting to get out of the cold wind and return to his shabby but warm home, Su Mingzheng stepped into the car.

"Oh, yes!" said the elder sister, who straddled the back seat with her feet outstretched, a few thousand miles away from the lady's side, and lifted her suitcase high above her head and carried it on her back.

Because of the increased weight of a person, Su Mingzheng stood up against the wind, borrowed the strength of his body weight to pedal hard, and struggled forward in the streets of the town.

The older sister was carrying an apple-green suitcase, colorful, and shouted in the back, "Come on, come on!"

I always feel that passers-by have come to see it, and I really want to tell her to shut up - Su Mingzheng looked at the front intently, pretending that the eyes of passers-by had nothing to do with him, and the youthful energy came to her, and they landed on the ground and kept pedaling.

"By the way, my name is Coco Chen—" The sister in the back suddenly shouted.

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