Buses ride around the old town under a thick layer of snow, and the streets are filled with people busy avoiding the snow, girls scattering flowers, children laughing happily, and big boys playing and singing ballads with guitars under the eaves of bookstores.

Fang Ning and Cheng Xi stood hand in hand under the street lamp on the side of the road, and looked up, the flowing light in his eyes reflected the semi-arc dome, the lampshade was covered with a layer of snowdrifts, and sparse snowflakes were falling down.

Cheng Xi reopened the umbrella, but this umbrella was originally used by girls, and the umbrella cover could not cover the two of them, so a layer of snow fell on their shoulders near the edge of the umbrella.

Fang Ning shook childishly, and the snow and dust scattered, causing Cheng Xiwan to laugh.

Despite the snow, the pedestrians and vehicles on the streets showed no sign of abating, and the endless stream of vehicles, full of order and order, was covered with a layer of snow, and the wipers turned to their maximum speed, blowing away the snowflakes that fell on the windshield, and everywhere was filled with the sound of car horns, as if the whole old city was covered by this sound.

Gradually, as the snow became lighter, the cries of the flower sellers, the shouts of the stall vendors and the sound of the whistle were mixed, but there was always a sound through the wind and snow, not the kind of roar, nor the kind of shout, but so light and fluttering, like the song hummed when I was a child, into everyone's ears.

The two of them looked sideways in unison, looking in the direction of the song, under the eaves of Tsinghua Bookstore, the big boy who was so cold that his face was red and trembling slightly was holding a guitar and singing a ballad:

"Are you doing today, will it be as we expected.

But I can't do it yet, I don't care what people think

You say you've learned to compromise and even become something you hate

I don't have anything to say, but I don't want to stop.

Either way, it doesn't matter if you're unrecognizable or vicissitudes

No matter what you're enduring it, there's hope in life. ”

Don't come unharmed, dear you.

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I don't know why, the wind and snow that was about to stop suddenly became louder again, and the snow flakes flew in the air like torn cotton wool, falling around without purpose.

Fang Ning looked at the sky, and after saying something strange, Cheng Xi glanced at him, stopped talking, and quietly listened to the big boy finish singing the ballad,

The big boy was tall and thin, dressed in a brown cotton coat, and his fluffy hair was dyed with snowflakes, and the tips of his forehead covered his eyebrows, but he could not hide the well-defined ears, so he always looked very impressive. The ballad he sang was very soft, low but sang the shyness that should be there at this age, giving people the feeling of Lin Youjia who had just debuted.

Some people stopped to listen to the song for a while, silently went up and threw paper money in the box on the ground, and there were also flower girls wandering around, taking the opportunity to sell her flowers to those people, the boy didn't care, singing a ballad vigorously, it seemed that it was not for money, but there was an embarrassment forced by life, and all helplessness was written on his face.

Fang Ning hesitated, but still took out twenty yuan, went up and put it in the box, "Your song is very good." ”

"Thank you. The boy nodded politely and continued to sing some familiar ballads with his guitar.

The snow in the town seems to have been falling for a long time, and it seems like it hasn't been long.

When they left, they turned back frequently, and the boy under the bookstore was still singing in disregard, which somewhat reminded him of the love of the record store single under the sunset.

The wind and snow blurred their vision, and the heart-beating melody disappeared into the wind and snow.

The wind is shaking at dusk, and the night is cold and snowy.

Fang Ning and Cheng Xi walked aimlessly in the small city, walked through Huaxi Lane, walked through Qingshi Lane, walked through Lijia Lane, walked along the Bibo Bridge across the river, stopped all the way, and walked to Kangle Village.

The criss-crossed streets, uneven residential buildings, the old farmers' supermarket is very lively, the clothing stores on Shangbei Street are closed, but the green post office is still open.

Further ahead, it is Ping'an Lane in Chengguan Town.

Fang Ning suddenly stopped, and Cheng Xi also stopped together, looking at each other, hesitating slightly.

Of course, they know what is in Ping'an Alley, the alma mater of the Overseas Chinese Federation, which carries the memory of junior high school, that is, the later Xincheng Middle School, of course, they are the last class, and after they graduate, their alma mater will no longer exist, only one Xincheng Primary School is still a memorial, and the rest have been changed into youth football training bases.

There is a feeling called homesickness, although it may be a little inappropriate to use it here, but it is not much different.

Fang Ning knew that this ending was already doomed, so he was very calm after the sadness, at most, he would bypass here in the future, and it would be good if he didn't come to this sad place.

But for Cheng Xi, there is a special emotion here, the more cold-faced people are, the hotter the emotions in their hearts, for her, there will always be only one alma mater, that is, Qiaolian Middle School, not No. 2 Middle School.

"Or let's go somewhere else. Fang Ning asked.

"Let's go and see. Cheng Xi said a word and walked forward.

He was very familiar with every place here, and he didn't feel so much at the time, but now that he came back again, he was very emotional.

They came to the location of the former school gate, which had been changed to a tall guard room, and the doors and windows were black opaque glass, so they could not see the scene inside, but it was certain that the security guards inside were no longer the original group of security guards.

The junior high school of the Overseas Chinese Federation was converted into a huge football field, the green lawn was covered with thick snow, the tall telephone poles and the netted fence were covered with snow marks, Cheng Xi and Fang Ning stood there staring, a little distracted.

The snow in the sky seemed to stop for a while, but the north wind blew again, and it hurt like a knife on a person's face.

Cheng Xi turned around and said to Fang Ning, who was holding the umbrella, "Now that the snow is very small, put the umbrella away." With such a wind blowing, it is very difficult to hold an umbrella. ”

"Hmm. Fang Ning responded, then shook off the snow on the umbrella and collected the umbrella.

The two walked side by side on the road when they came and went, with umbrellas on their shoulders and leaning close together.

The snow has stopped. The north wind gradually reduced its power, and even so, the wind blowing on people's faces still made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Fang Ning, do you feel cold?" Cheng Xi suddenly asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm wearing a lot of clothes, it's still warm, I don't feel cold at all. Fang Ning didn't know why she asked, but she still replied.

"But I felt cold and shivering. ”

Fang Ning said: "There is a Miyuan West Point in front, we can go and sit down for a while and drink coffee to drive away the cold." What do you think?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced up at Cheng Xi and was immediately stunned.

Cheng Xi's lips were a little pale, and his body was indeed shaking...... But it was fine just now, how could it suddenly be like this?

"I'll take you to the doctor!" he immediately made a decision, took Cheng Xi to the intersection of Tianyue Avenue and trotted over, stopped a taxi, and rushed to the nearest clinic.