Zhao Yuan lay on the bed in the hotel, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

She silently counted the sheep in her heart, "one, two, three...... and counted almost a thousand, but she still couldn't sleep.

I suddenly remembered that I had downloaded a yoga lullaby on the Internet, and the effect was very magical. Zhao Yuan immediately sat up, picked up the mobile phone that was lying on the bedside table to charge, turned on the screen, found the lullaby, and pressed the play button.

The sound of wonderful music suddenly rippled from the air like soft water waves, and the soft voice of the yoga instructor soothed every nerve cell in the distance: "...... The babbling stream, which flows slowly past it, is full of wild flowers, which are not famous. In the distance, a cow walks with her cubs, and the children play around them. A cricket was bouncing around in the field, and the birds in the tree were singing...... Your body becomes very light and light, so light that it can almost float in the air, and your body becomes very heavy and heavy, and the heavy one is going to sink into the ground......"

Listening and listening, Zhao Yuanyuan's body became more and more lazy, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he gradually closed his eyes.

In a trance, she came to Hucheng, Hebei again.

Shuttling back and forth through the rows of unfamiliar buildings, she anxiously searched, but no one was seen.

Finally, a middle-aged woman walked over, and she hurriedly stepped forward and asked cheekily, "Excuse me, does Qin Yiyu live here?"

"I don't know. The middle-aged woman's voice was obviously impatient, and she took a few steps forward but turned back, "It's almost the New Year, you are a girl's house, don't go home for the New Year, what are you wandering around here?"

Yes, it's almost the New Year, and if you don't go home for the New Year, what are you wandering around here?

But where is home? Where is the man who promised him a home?

Confused and anxious, she came to a wide street in a daze.

Running in solitude, snow began to fall in the sky at some point. She didn't know where the person she had been looking for had gone, only to see the cold wind in front of her with snowflakes, white and blurred.

I don't know how long she walked, the long streets seemed to have no end, and she despaired in the cold north wind.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared around the corner of the street.

"Yi Yu—" She ran over in surprise and took his hand, "I've finally found you-"

He turned around, it was indeed her Yi Yu, but his eyes were colder than ice and snow: "I'm sorry Yuanyuan, the two of us are not suitable, let's break up." ”

Her feet slipped, and she almost didn't stand firm: "Didn't you say that you would be together for the rest of your life?

There was a twelve-point detachment in his voice: "I'm married, and now I only have my wife in my heart......"

She only felt that her heart was about to lose her feelings, but she still desperately tried to grasp the last straw: "How is it possible? Didn't you say that you would let the weak water be 3,000 and only take one scoop to drink? Didn't you say that you would be together for the rest of your life?"

He sneered, "Tell me that you are serious too?" and turned around sharply as he spoke, striding forward.

She stood there blankly, watching his back gradually disappear into the snowflakes flying in the sky, only to feel that one of her hearts had also been broken, melted, and disappeared.

The howling north wind swept the snowflakes on her face, and there was no one in the long street, and she finally couldn't hold back and wept bitterly.

Crying and crying, Zhao Yuan woke up.

The pillow was already wet with tears, and the cold moonlight spread in front of the bed, spread on the ground, like a layer of cold frost.

She knew that she had broken up with Qin Yiyu and had not been in contact with him for many years.

But why do you always have to search in your dreams like you are now, and often wake up crying from your dreams?

When will this person, this wound, be completely forgotten?

Zhao Yuan wiped away his tears with some chagrin, got up and opened the curtains, and sat back on the bed.

The lullaby played before falling asleep had long since ended, and the room was silent. Zhao Yuan looked at the crooked silver moon hanging in the night sky outside the window, and couldn't help but fall into the memories of the past.

I remember that not long after I went to Nancheng University of Technology, Zhao Yuan became good friends with Luo Yuyu, a girl in the next class. The two of them went to school in the classroom together, ate in the cafeteria together, and went back to the girls' dormitory together, almost inseparable every day. As long as the first class and the second class are in a big class together, Luo Yuyu always sits with Zhao Yuan.

On this day, he had just started drawing geometry, and the drawing of three-dimensional axonometric drawings made Zhao Yuan dizzy. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Zhao Yuan got up and stretched his waist, and pulled Luo Yuyu, who was sitting on the side: "What a headache, let's go out to take a breath?"

Luo Yuyu didn't move: "I'm reading today's school magazine, this article is really well written." ”

Zhao Yuan leaned over: "What article?

Luo Yuyu pulled Zhao Yuan to sit down: "Look, you see, it's this "Listening to the Rain Now". "And now listening to the rain, the yellow leaves are flying, and the past is like smoke...... what a beautiful sentence, far away, what do you think?"

Zhao Yuan participated in the literary club in high school, and also published articles in the school magazine, and also took the pen name "Yuanmei". She believes that she has some literary talent, and she has read a lot of prose books, so she is not as amazed by a prose as Luo Yuyu, but just casually echoes: "Well, not bad." I didn't expect that there are people in engineering colleges like ours who write well. “

"That's it," Luo Yuyu pointed to the author under the title of the article, "21095 Qin Yiyu." 21095?That's supposed to be a major, but it's two levels higher than us. Qin Yiyu should be a boy from afar, right?"

Luo Yuyu is a native of the Northeast, and the word "Yu" she pronounced was particularly tactful, and now she is reading these three words word by word, so that Zhao Yuanyuan, a Sichuan girl who usually speaks two or three times, remembers the name at once: "I guess so." It's a mediocre name, but it's quite catchy to your ears. ”

In the blink of an eye, the final exams for the first time entering the university began to study hard.

One night, Zhao Yuan and Luo Yuyu learned in the classroom that the lights were about to go out, so they walked out of the teaching building with their schoolbags.

The night wind in winter was a little cold, and Zhao Yuan couldn't help but hold Luo Yuyu's arm: "Dear, it's cold and hungry, let's go to the school gate to buy a roasted sweet potato, right?"

There is a road between the teaching area and the living area of the university, and there are often some vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes and boiled wontons on the side of the road, and students who study at night often gather around to buy something to eat.

Luo Yuyu immediately agreed, and the two of them couldn't help but speed up their pace when they thought about the hot, sweet and soft roasted sweet potatoes.