Jiangcheng is white everywhere, and the snow is falling heavily tonight, I don't know if it is the most beautiful cry in the sky.

Zi Yuyan stood in a daze in the snowy night.

Dressed in purple, tall, peerless, a pair of black hair pulled up high, revealing a long jade neck, looming collarbones, beautiful and charming; a beauty mole between the curved willow eyebrows, invisibly flashing smart, long eyelashes trembling slightly, a pair of clear and bright Danfeng eyes like stars, delicate Qiong's thin lips under the nose like rose petals delicate and dripping, ice and snow out of the dust, like a fairy, out of the world fireworks do not eat the world, a good picture of a snowy night fairy.

Watching the ambulance disappear in front of her at the moment, her body seemed to be drained of the last trace of strength, she sat down in the snow slumped, fortunately her best friend was waiting for her next to her, otherwise she would have to spend the same night in the hospital.

It was already 1 o'clock in the morning when Zi Yuyan returned home, and it had been 7 days since she left here, and she came here 7 days later and was leaving today. When her best friend wanted to accompany her upstairs, she didn't agree, so she just waited for her downstairs.

The clothes he changed yesterday have not been washed, the washed ones have not been folded, the hygiene has not been done, and the green plants in the living room have not been watered...... Zi Yuyan who could think of it did it again with tears in her eyes, until she was finally too sleepy to move, and then sat on the floor of the room with her legs bent, her original black and smooth silk looked a little fluffy and messy, and her red and swollen eyes looked pitiful. This is his and hers' home, but

Tonight, all these familiar corners, familiar tastes can only choose to say goodbye, what is the road after that, she has no strength to think, and asks herself over and over again in her heart:

"Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

The pen and notebook in front of him, there were too many words to talk about but I didn't know where to start, Yiren was heartbroken and sad, picked up the pen and notebook, she slowly wrote:

Gently I go, as softly I came;

I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky.

The golden willow on the bank of the river is the bride in the sunset;

The beautiful shadow in the waves ripples in my heart.

The green wattles on the soft mud are swaggering at the bottom of the water;

In the soft waves of the River Cam, I am willing to be a water weed!

A pool under the shade of the elm is not a clear spring,

It is a rainbow crumpled in the sky among the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.

Dream-seeking, hold a penny, and trace to the greener grass,

But I can't play songs, quietly it's a parting sheng flute;

Xia Worm is also silent for me, and silence is Kangqiao tonight.

Quietly I went, as quietly I came;

I waved my sleeves and didn't take a cloud with me.

Love yourself well and don't look for me!

Purple swifts

This is his favorite "Farewell to Cambridge", and it is also her favorite "Farewell to Cambridge".

Weakly walked out of the house, gently closed the door and went downstairs, the downstairs car lights still illuminating the way out of the yard.

Liu Sang opened the car door and walked over, helped her get into the car, returned to the cab, and drove out of the most familiar place.

Liu Sang is two years older than Zi Yuyan, grew up in a small place, studied, worked, and along the way, the two had a very close relationship and talked about everything.

"I chose, don't think about it anymore, eat something first, right?"

There was no answer.

"Love is so tired, since you have chosen, why is it so?"

Still no answer.

"Let's go to my place to take a shower and eat something, and I'll take you to drink, right?"

"Hmm"

A one-word answer.

Liu Sang knew that it was useless to say more, she understood her, and no matter how much she said, it was not a silent answer in the end. Turning his head to look at her, he shook his head, and disappeared into the silvery night with a foot on the accelerator......