There are big meat, vegetarian, the school cafeteria is good, the things are very cheap, and the amount is very sufficient, like he and Tang Yu folded such a large amount of food, sometimes a bowl of rice can fill them.

"Well, I want to ......" And before he finished speaking, he heard Tang Yuzhen's voice faintly coming,

"Are there any shrimps?"

"Shrimp's?" The girl with the mask seemed to be quite embarrassed, as if she was struggling with what to hesitate, and finally she opened the refrigerator and took out a bag of dumplings from the frost.

"I just wrapped it, are you sure you want it?"

"Hmm," Tang Yu nodded, already handing over his meal card.

"Give me a copy too," Su Junxi shook his hand at the others, "I still have a copy to remember, the same as him, just draw his card," he pointed to Tang Yu again, they are brothers, naturally, this food must be the same.

And there seem to be very few shrimps, but I don't know how it tastes. It should be good, if it's unpalatable, Tang Yuzhen is a picky person, how can he eat it.

Well, the girl turned around and handed the dumplings to the kitchen, and in a few moments, two bowls of steaming dumplings were ready.

One of them took a bowl and sat on the edge of the table on the side, and the people sitting around them basically ate dumplings, and the outside was cold and snowy, but inside the cafeteria, they were all sweating and sweating, and they ate dumplings in winter without freezing their ears.

Tang Yu folded and ate one, and ate a familiar taste, his eyes were slightly thicker, and finally disappeared in the middle of his eyes, and then faded away.

Su Junxi took off his coat, it really felt very hot and enjoyable, but when he wanted another bowl, he didn't have it, and in the end he could only choose meat, but no matter how he ate it, it didn't taste just now.

In other words, he may never be able to eat this dumpling again.

Tang Yu finished eating the last dumpling, he picked up the green tea on the table and drank it, and the light and shadow in his eyes seemed to be a little distant.

And this winter, it doesn't seem to be too cold.

After the long winter, it is another year, for Chinese, the year is the most important festival of their year, so no matter where they are, what work they do, how far away from home, in the New Year always want to go home, reunite with their families, even if it is one day, just for the most important gathering of that year.

Tang Yu folded out his train ticket.

Well, the lower bunk, it's kind of luck.

He didn't take a plane, but when he remembered it, he took a train once, and it seemed that he hadn't been on it for a long time, Su Junxi had already flown back early in the morning, and he was the only one, still waiting for the day when the train arrived.

Carrying his little luggage, in the VIP waiting hall of the station, he picked up his mobile phone and flipped it up, no matter how many people were waiting for the train outside, it was always more than relaxed here.

It wasn't until the conductor told them that the fire had arrived, that he took his luggage and got on the train, but he met the man, and saw her on her tiptoes and put the train on the train.

It's really short, Tang Yu compared the height of the girl, too short, it hasn't grown in the past few years, he went up with one hand, and he had already put the salute on the frame for her, he found his bunk, and unexpectedly, they were still the bunk opposite.

He sat down, took a book and flipped through it.

The whole trunk was filled with the smell of instant noodles, and to be honest, he hated this smell.

Maybe it's because he ate too much instant noodles for the Chinese New Year last year, so he hates the taste very much now, and he doesn't bring it, he eats it when he can, and he gets hungry if he doesn't eat it, anyway, it's not that he hasn't been hungry.

"You're eating dumplings, aren't you?" A voice made him raise his face, and the girl asked him in embarrassment.

It may be a classmate, it may be a favor for him, so no matter what, politeness is a must.

He unceremoniously stretched out his hand, "Give me a few, thank you." ”

And because of his unkindness, he got a small bowl of dumplings, the dumplings are very delicious, although it is not the inferior one he likes to eat, but it is not bad, especially in this instant noodle rampant carriage, I have to say, this can be said to be a delicacies of the mountains and seas.

In this way, he ate most of her steamed dumplings, and he was mixed with this train, sometimes he was thinking, is it, she gave him her own share, and by chance, he would look at the opposite side, and see her quietly flipping through a book, and then just watching, or just sleeping, until the car arrived.

And he still has a long, long way to go......

If you can wait for me, maybe ......

Maybe what, he doesn't know, he has no way to decide in the future, and he can't predict the future, if she can wait, maybe they will be able to, but this is also maybe, after all, the relationship will be weak, and the infatuation will change.

It's another year, he's a junior, and he's about to graduate, but there's something he's suppressed in his heart, and it's been going on.

He leaned his body against the wall behind him, just looking ahead faintly, but his eyes were not focused, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Until he heard a very familiar voice.

Familiar, his heart couldn't help beating.

He opened his eyes and lowered his head to look at the girl who didn't know when he was standing beside him.

He knew her name, Bai Mengyao.

He didn't speak, just watched, stared, trying to know, what she was going to do, wanted to know, what she was going to say.

"Here's for you," she said, pulling out a glass bottle, and inside the bottle was a lucky star made of I don't know how many folds of paper.

He stretched out his hand, took it, then turned around and left, he didn't know what her expression was, but, no one knew, he smiled, that smile was faint, faint, even short-lived.

Stupid, if I don't confess, I'm leaving, and the next time we meet, I don't know when and when it will be.

He took the bottle to the dormitory, opened the bottle, and took out a lucky star from it, which can be seen to be stacked with heart, and he has never felt the same, this kind of love is not the so-called love.

He is a very difficult person to be emotional, Su Junxi has said it. He was born without a lack of feelings, and even less pity for women, he can refuse any woman without mercy, their confessions, their feelings, their hearts, but, unexpectedly, he can't refuse a face, a person, a person who has knitted him a sweater for three years.

Don't think that he doesn't know it's her, the words on the courier list are recognizable.

He took the lucky star into the palm of his hand, but he pinched it inadvertently.