After that day, the busy study life officially began.

I go back and forth between the school and the dormitory every day, and Ouyang Yan's technical exchange meeting has also entered the most critical moment.

It's been a long time since we've seen each other.

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant.

Before you know it, the apple trees along the road on both sides of the main teaching building have grown tender green leaves, the withered grass has glowed with verdant green shoots, and the flowers in the school flower beds have also bloomed one after another.

Moscow State University in May was given a new look.

Everything reminds me that the cold winter is far away, and spring in Moscow has come.

In my spare time, I always think of that warm-hearted man.

When Sakura Road was sad and crying, it was he who handed me a handkerchief.

When he was sick and helpless in a foreign country, he was the one who took care of him.

On that snowy night, he accompanied me to see the first snow in my life.

In the crowded Red Square, it was he who held me tightly in his arms.

"Ouyang Yan, Ouyang Yan!" I silently missed him in my heart.

As if hearing the call from the bottom of my heart, this man's phone call followed.

"Monning?"

"Huh, brother. ”

"I miss you. ”

I was too shy to speak.

"Do you miss me?"

"I thought. ”

I finally mustered up the courage to say what I missed from the bottom of my heart.

On the phone, his tone was very happy.

"I miss your cooking, when will I fulfill my promise to rub the rice?"

"As long as you're free, you can do it at any time. What do you want to eat?"

"It's all good, I like all the dishes you make. ”

"Senior brother, you have a set of sweet words. ”

I burst out laughing.

Ouyang Yan also laughed.

Long.

"I'll come and see you at night, okay?"

"Okay, I'll cook for you. ”

"See you in the evening. ”

Looking at the phone call that hung up, I felt that my originally frozen heart began to melt a little.

"Yo Yo Yo, you are Sichun. Wu Yuxin beside me looked at the spring light on my face and teased me.

I retorted unconvinced: "You are thinking about spring." ”

Wu Yuxin looked at me ambiguously: "Are you together?"

I blushed and said, "No, he confessed, I refused." ”

"Lin Mengning, are you really stupid or fake stupid?" Wu Yuxin looked at me incredulously, "Such a talented, gentle and considerate man, if you don't grasp it well, there will be no such shop in this village." ”

"Say what. I knocked her head with a pen, "I just ended that wrong relationship, and I immediately accepted a new relationship, how does this make others think of me? ”

"Feelings are a matter for the two of you, it's good if you two are happy. Wu Yuxin said seriously, "The road is yours, you have to walk yourself to know the direction of the road, and the shoes are also yours, and you have to wear them yourself to know if they fit." What do you say?"

After listening to Wu Yuxin's words, I was silent.

"You, you're really annoyed by Chen Xiao. Wu Yuxin shook her head and sighed, "I won't eat at home at night." ”

"Isn't my food delicious?" I was a little unhappy at the thought that I might be disgusted.

"Pretending to be stupid?" Wu Yuxin glanced at me obliquely and said with a laugh, "Of course, it is to make room for you." Ha ha. ”

I was so annoyed by her teasing that I threw myself on her and tickled her.

"Hahaha. Ok ok. Wu Yuxin couldn't stand being scratched by me, and begged for mercy, "I am going to Paris with my family Hani for a few days, and I will fly at night." ”

"It's romantic enough. Honeymoon early, good things are near?" I teased her.

"Don't talk nonsense, we've only been around for a long time, and we haven't even scratched the eight characters yet. Marriage is a lifelong thing, and I wouldn't make that decision rashly. Wu Yuxin flicked my head.

I have seen Wu Yuxin's boyfriend, who is tall and handsome, and looks good.

Feelings are just like what Wang Jing said: like people drinking water, they know their own warmth and coldness.

Only the parties can decide the final direction of the story.

I suddenly remembered Wang Jing. I don't know what I've been up to lately, and I've been clamoring to come to Moscow to eat, drink, and shop.

The last few times I've looked for her, I've just chatted a few words and hung up.

Looks like I'm going to have to take some time to talk to her.