It's almost winter break. A year's hard work has not been in vain, and my heart is still beautiful when I look at the report card. Except for the poor English score, the others passed the test safely. Hongchen was lying on the bed, the wind was blowing outside, and the sky was getting dark. Tomorrow the fairy tale will go back to his hometown in Suzhou, and it is really sad to think that it will take a month or two to see each other again! Should I call her and ask her if there is anything else to prepare for but I haven't had time to prepare, or ask her if she is also as sad as he is now, and the ups and downs of his thoughts make him toss and turn in bed, tossing and turning, and he can't sleep!

Looking back on the fact that it has been almost half a year since I knew fairy tales, why was my previous time so unbearable! Only after knowing fairy tales and Xiaoting did I feel that the days were so real, and every day was so full of hope and passion. After thinking about it, I couldn't help but call the fairy tale. When Fairy Tale picked up the phone, Hongchen's heart finally calmed down a lot, listening to Fairy Tale on the other end of the phone and keep asking, 'Hongchen, do you have anything wrong with you?' Hongchen seemed to be unable to hear her voice, listening to the fairy tale with her eyes closed and asking over and over again, 'Hongchen, is there anything wrong with you'. I wanted to sink her voice deep into my head. It wasn't until the fairy tale said, "If I don't talk anymore, I'll hang up," Hongchen replied, "Fairy tale, I miss you so much, I really want to be with you all the time"

"Okay, you can go back to my house with me! Fairy tale joked.

"Don't you want me? Seeing that the winter vacation is coming, this farewell will take a month or two, I'm afraid that I won't recognize you when we meet again, so what should I do?" Hongchen said with some trepidation.

"Will you send me off tomorrow?" asked Fairy Tale off the subject.

"Come, I must come, I want to kiss your warm lips again, smell your intoxicating breath, look at your beautiful smile and graceful body. Hongchen replied excitedly and provocatively.

"Well, you'll come and pick me up early tomorrow, help me get my things, and take me to the station, so you have to go to bed early, or you'll not be able to catch the train, you know?" the fairy tale told again. Then he hung up.

Hongchen listened to the beeping sound on the other side of the phone, and hung up the phone unwillingly. I closed my eyes and slowly thought about the fairy tale, and before I knew it, I fell asleep! In the dream, I dreamed that he kissed the fairy tale's face, her lips, and every inch of her skin. Looking at the fairy tale with a pink face, squinting his eyes and trying to match his own movements......

Suddenly woken up by the alarm of the mobile phone, he looked at the mobile phone angrily and wanted to smash it, telling it to disturb his sweet dreams! Look at the time on the mobile phone It is almost six o'clock, and today he has to send the fairy tale to the station, so he hurriedly washed, dressed neatly and ran to the fairy tale dormitory.

When Hongchen came to the dormitory of Fairy Tale, he found that Fairy Tale had begun to take things out, and Xiaoting was also holding her things on the side. The two of them are from the same city, so traveling together all the way also made Hongchen feel a little relieved.

Hongchen hurriedly took a few steps forward to help the fairy tale move things. At this time, Han Lei also came, and I heard that he was going to send fairy tales and Xiaoting on the train, how could this kind of thing be without him. He knew when he heard Hongchen busy in the dormitory. It's just that he didn't make a fool of himself in front of everyone for his appearance, so he came a little late. The four of them grabbed their belongings and hailed a taxi straight to the train station.

Although the wind stopped today, it actually rained in the sky, which made this parting scene even more sad. Hongchen looked at the scenery outside the car and thought about the scene of his first acquaintance with her, as well as the scene of climbing the mountain in the rain, and the scenes flashed in front of him as quickly as if he had been in a movie. Suddenly remembered Li Shangyin's untitled poem "It's difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers are ......" is even more sad.

Since the school is not very far from the station, it will be a short walk away. Hongchen longs that this journey is infinite, so that he can always accompany the fairy tale and never be separated. But reality is reality, and there is no illusion at all. Lian Lian was reluctant to get out of the taxi, paid the money, and stepped back to the station with a large bag and a small bag.

The station is full of students and migrant workers who have returned to their hometowns, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going, and the train station is crowded as if it is about to burst. Hongchen went to buy 2 platform tickets, and he was not allowed to enter the station without a platform ticket, so he had to buy it. Then sent the fairy tale and Xiaoting into the platform and kept sending them on the train.

On the train, I couldn't help but kiss the fairy tale fiercely. Looking at the fairy tale, his eyes were also a little damp, and he didn't want her to be too sad, and he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of her, so he quickly turned his head and got off the train, and wiped the tears that had just slipped with his hands with his eyes of the fairy tale. It's really a shame! How can a dignified man grow up like a child, Hongchen scolded secretly. Standing on the platform and waving to fairy tales and Xiaoting, it is really painful to separate, why should you separate? Hongchen asked himself thousands of times in his mind, but he could not find the answer. Perhaps only a short separation can be exchanged for a longer reunion.

Watching the train slowly start, Hongchen's heart almost stopped. I felt my eyes start to blur. I can only keep waving my hand to alleviate the psychological pain. The train slowly moved away, and finally disappeared from Hongchen's sight, Hongchen slowly lowered his arm, and followed Han Lei out of the train station with heavy steps, preparing what he needed to go home tomorrow.

This day was almost blank in mind, but fortunately, Han Lei kept reminding him on the side, so he avoided a lot of trouble. The red dust in the past was not like this, how can the current red dust seem to have lost its soul. Han Lei said from time to time on the side.

The day passed too slowly, as if it were more than the sum of all the years before Hongchen! It was a long, too long, and finally at night, there was a sense of loneliness in front of me. Hongchen thought about it and called to ask where the fairy tale was, and just wanted to call, but he didn't know what to say. I had to look at the fairy tale number on the phone in a daze. Han Lei saw Hongchen's thoughts and said, "It's only been a long time since I left, I've started to miss it, the winter vacation is long, you still have to worry about the gray hair, who will marry you then, why are you more and more like a woman?"

"Brother Lei, I don't know what's wrong with me, suddenly so lonely, so lonely, so uncomfortable, my heart seems to have been hollowed out, and I can't do it. Am I sick with lovesickness? ”

"I look like, look at you today, a day is like six gods without a master, like a walking corpse, just can still breathe, why bother, after a month or two we can meet again, why do you want to be like life and death.

"I'm tired, I don't want to talk about it, let's talk about it tomorrow." Hongchen will answer listlessly. Then he covered his head and pretended to fall asleep. Han Lei didn't want to say anything, after all, the atmosphere created by Hongchen made him very uncomfortable, and Xiaoting would have to take a long time to meet, and he was also very tired one day, and he fell asleep after closing his eyes.

Hongchen couldn't fall asleep when he closed his eyes, listening to Han Lei's snoring, seeing that Han Lei was tired like this, he thought that the fairy tale really couldn't sleep, so he had to send a text message to the fairy tale, and the text messages were transmitted to the fairy tale's mobile phone. Most of it is about how Hongchen thinks of her, and how she hopes that time will pass quickly, etc. I really didn't say anything about it, I actually told him all the dreams he had last night to tell the fairy tale, and the fairy tale sent a text message angrily to scold Hongchen for not changing his lustful heart, and he actually dreamed of lust and so on.

The next day, Hongchen and Han Lei also returned to their hometown in Changchun. returned to the hometown where he was born and raised, and saw the elderly grandfather and grandmother, the grandparents were very happy to see Hongchen, prepared a lot of things that Hongchen liked to eat, and asked about Hongchen along the way. What happened in school during the year. When they heard that Hongchen had a girlfriend, the two old men laughed and praised their grandson for his ability. But as for how he met the fairy tale, he didn't make it clear, and he didn't want his grandparents to see his jokes. just said that he fell in love at first sight, but he didn't expect that fairy tales were also love at first sight. So the two of them got better. In the next few days, grandma changed the way to make delicious food for Hongchen to eat.

The first few days back in Changchun were better, but after that, it was a long time, because Grandpa still had to go out to make money, and Grandma was also vast, and she could only see it when she was eating. Hongchen became extremely bored, and could only rely on his mobile phone to alleviate his loneliness, he always thought about how he didn't feel lonely before, but now he is lonely and difficult to breathe.

The winter vacation is a long one. Like the polar night of the North Pole, there is no light but darkness, a long wait, waiting, waiting, and waiting, and you can only spend it in waiting.