At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Jian's BMW drove smoothly into the campus. As soon as he got out of the car, Xiao Jian went to look for Yunmeng, there was no in the library, no in the dormitory, no in the conference room, no on the campus, and there was no trace of Yunmeng in every corner of the school. Finally, he found Yun Zhe's classroom, where Yun Zhe was in class. Yun Zhe told Xiao Jian that his sister told him that she had something to leave and let him stay in school by himself for a few days.

"Understood." Xiao Jian rushed down the teaching building and rushed into the academic affairs office. The Dean of Academic Affairs was fidgeting and waiting for his arrival.

"What about Yunmeng? Xiao Jian asked sharply.

"Dismissed, this is what the chairman meant, and it was personally instructed by the chairman." The Dean of Academic Affairs said tremblingly. Xiao Jian closed his eyes for a moment, he knew that sooner or later there would be such a day, but it was a little early and a little fast now.

"Where did Yunmeng go?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, I just know that at two o'clock in the afternoon she carried a bag and went out of the school gate."

"In which direction did she go?"

"I don't know."

"Which direction?" Xiao Jian's eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"I really don't know, but I heard Zhao Jing say that it seems to go out and turn southwest."

To the southwest, out of the town, there is a jungle, and there is no human population for several miles...... Between the town and the jungle, there seem to be rows of abandoned houses that used to be the workshop of a processing factory. If you guessed correctly, Yunmeng will settle there tonight. Xiao Jian turned around and ran towards the car, and the car flew out of the campus.

The wind danced, rolling the snow; The snow dances, trying to cover the world. The cold air was arrogant and Xiao killed all the vitality, and the vitality was extinguished into a shocking Liao defeat. Birds and beasts are extinct, plants and trees are withered, and it is the coldest winter season of the year, and it is the most helpless years of the year.

In this coldest and lonely season, Yunmeng once again experienced the feeling of homelessness. She thought of this result, and she thought of it when she saw Xiao Mingyang. She didn't complain or be stubborn, but when the director told her that Xiao Mingyang was going to fire her, she begged Yun Zhe to stay and go to school. The Director agreed, and she thanked him.

The snow-covered pavement stretches softly, and there is a thick layer of snow piling up in the corners and lowlands. Yun Meng was one foot deep and one foot shallow, looking for a place to temporarily accommodate as he walked. In the evening, she saw several dilapidated huts on the edge of the jungle. There were no doors or windows, only a few black holes swaggering in silence and defeat.

Yun Meng walked in and saw a mound of dirt in the corner, she found a handful of straw, spread it on the mound, and then she sat on the straw. The icy wind condensed into a biting cold

Attack her, attack her exhausted. She sat quietly and waited for the long, cold night, the only soft love left in her heart, and her humble and pitiful dignity.

Was she wrong? For the love that is not suitable in this world. For the sake of this so-called frustration of dignity. She didn't know, she only knew that without ------- she would have nothing and her life would be a blank slate.

How long has passed, about two hours. Bright lights flashed, followed by footsteps outside the house, and someone had slipped through a black hole. She stood up and was taken into her arms. She knew who it was, and she didn't resist or struggle. Let his soft lips wet her brows, her eyes. Let him pick her up and walk outside, into the dark night. It doesn't matter where it goes, no matter where it goes, as long as there is him, everything will go with it. As long as there is him, even if the ends of the earth are old. As long as there is him, even if he goes all the way, even if it is a year, ten years, or a lifetime...... It was her love, he came to her and she believed in him. No need to speak, no need to confess, she identified him.

In this snowy dark night, Xiao Jian carried Yunmeng and the hope and happiness of the two people to the mountains to the west. Where is this? At the foot of the majestic mountain, by the crystal clear river. Where is this? A path leads into a plum grove where plum blossoms are half-bloomed and snowflakes are reflected. Deep in the Merlin, a ring of freshly painted iron fences encloses two newly painted houses. A stone bench in front of the house is half-hidden under the plum branches in front of the window. Where is this? This is the home that Yunmeng has left for ten years. Once upon a time, Yunmeng sat on the stone bench and watched her mother prune the plum branches beautifully, and watched her mother insert the plum branches into the vase. When the plum blossoms bloomed, her mother picked her up and put a plum blossom in her pigtails. The plum blossoms bloomed, and my mother took out the transverse flute and played it gently in the plum forest. It's been ten years, and Yunmeng hasn't returned to this home for ten years. Here are almost all the fond memories of her childhood. It used to be her most precious thing. There was her dearest mother here, and this is her home.

Walking into the house, the snow-white walls were obviously painted with wall paint, and they were still snowflake wall stickers, but a few plum blossoms were hand-painted between the wall stickers. Yun Meng looked at Xiao Jian, Xiao Jian smiled lightly: "I remember that your mother once painted a few plum blossoms here, but unfortunately it has been blurred for a long time, so I imitated her painting method and drew a few strokes." Yun Meng's nose was sour, sour because of being moved.

In order not to let the tears fall, she raised her face, and she saw a transverse flute hanging diagonally in the corner of the wall, yes, it was the same transverse flute ten years ago, just like the one her mother hung ten years ago, and at this moment she seemed to be traveling through time and space to play beautifully for her daughter...... There is also the banner hanging in the central hall, which is clearly my father's ink. The vicissitudes of the chessboard precipitated the memory of my father...... What is that, it is a string of snow-colored wind chimes, the hexagonal pendant is like snow, the wind blows, and the bell sounds leisurely...... This is Yunmeng's eighth birthday, and it is a gift from Xiao Jian. Ten years ago, these things were all left here with the departure of Yunmeng and them. You can imagine where they have drifted and where they have come from over the years.

You don't have to ask, you don't have to ask to know the same pattern, so how dilapidated my things will be after ten years of weathering and tempering, and how tragic the erosion and destruction of these ten years will be. And how much experience and time, how much patience and love will be needed to find and repair all this.

This is her home, it is the home that Yun has dreamed of countless times, dreamed of countless times. This is a home that has precipitated too much warmth and happiness.

Now, here is her palace, the palace of her and her prince. Her prince was right by her side, and her tears fell and were kissed dry by her prince.