After dinner, I chatted a few words, knowing that my father took some money from my uncle and started a business again, my mother's blood sugar has been controlled quite well these days, my grandmother has lived in the hospital for a short period of time, everyone is okay, Song Li sat on the sofa and watched the first snow in Chang'an, which was swiped in the circle of friends, which was a state of mind that she could not feel in Shanghai.

Late at night, I chatted with Han Xiaomo in WeChat, and suddenly Xiao Mo called Song Li, saying that if I didn't see her again, I would almost forget what she looked like. Song Li wrapped himself in a down jacket and quietly went out wearing the pair of snow boots that Chen Xi bought for him last winter.

The only place that can "sit" at this time is the small hot pot at the door of Song Li's house, the two of them asked for a bottle of beer, Han Xiaomo asked Song Li if he wanted to drink it, Song Li shook his head, and said that he would smell of wine when he went back.

Han Xiaomo actually couldn't eat anything, but the two of them were sitting dry, and they were really bored, so he lowered his head and poured vegetables into the pot, "If you don't come back, I thought that Sven scum in your family would rape you first and then kill you, and then resell the internal organs!" ”

Song Li smiled, I haven't heard her poisonous tongue for a long time, I really miss it.

"What are you laughing at, say a word, prove that you are still alive!" Han Xiaomo rolled his eyes.

"Is it better to be dead than alive as I am now?"

Hearing Song Li say this, Han Xiaomo was so frightened that the oil and wheat vegetables with chopsticks almost fell to the ground, "Can you accumulate some virtue, you are so heartless, it is not very good for my current mental recovery······"

"When are you going to go to graduate school?" Song Li asked.

"Next month, Christmas."

"It's Christmas again." Song Li said it unintentionally, but suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and ate two bites of potatoes, and didn't dare to speak again.

"Are you going to leave this time? Still going back to Shanghai? Han Xiaomo asked casually.

Song Li raised his head and wiped his nose with a piece of paper, "I don't know." ”

"It's not ······ you two" Han Xiaomo actually had a lot of questions to ask Song Li, but looking at the woman opposite who could see the whiteness of his brain at a glance, he thought about it and forgot it, "It's okay, forget it, let's eat." ”

"Do you want to ask me when Chen Xi and that woman got married?" Song Li said it himself.

Han Xiaomo's hand holding the chopsticks trembled.

"I feel like it should be fast, I heard Liu Xin say, ah, Liu Xin is an assistant to Chen Xi, her main job now is to accompany me, of course this is not important, the important thing is that she told me, it seems that there is something to pull other investments, but it seems that other investments are pulled in by the woman's family, I guess, if they don't get married for a day, the investment thing can't be negotiated for a day, that's it."

Han Xiaomo hiccuped, wanting to say something to comfort her, but what should I say?

"Well, don't feel sorry for me, I'm doing it myself." Song Liyun said lightly.

Han Xiaomo felt that this hot pot, which had no appetite, suddenly became even more tasteless, put down his chopsticks and said, "You are so disappointing, how can I eat it?" ”

"Don't eat, just finish the drink." Song Li pushed the bottle of beer to her again.

"Song Li," Han Xiaomo said after being silent for a long time, "Can I see you often in the future?" ”

When Song Li heard this, he lowered his head and smiled, then pursed his lips and said, "Let's go to the south gate of the school tomorrow to eat a roadside stall." ”

The hot pot restaurant was closed, and the two of them walked aimlessly on the deserted street in a snowy night wrapped in down jackets, chatting about the stupid things they did when they went to school and the strange things in the study room, but the two of them seemed to have agreed in advance, and no one mentioned the person who should have walked by their side now.

The sky was slightly bright, Han Xiaomo was going back, and Song Li stood on the side of the road with her and waited for the taxi that was waiting for the red light at the intersection. A cloud of haze floated in the air, Song Li turned his head sideways, with a faint smile on his face, "Xiao Mo, before leaving, can you accompany me to see Qu Ran?" ”

The smile one moment was unconsciously stiffened on the next moment, Han Xiaomo lowered his head, stepped on the snow under his feet, and the taxi stopped beside them at this time.

stepped forward, opened the door, got in the car, and before the taxi left, she lowered the window and said to Song Li on the side of the road, "I, like you, am a person who lives in a dream." From Ran Chang'an's departure until now, you haven't seen him, because you don't believe that he is really leaving. I was the same, and I didn't go to see her again after that day, because I knew she was there all along. ”

The car window went up, Song Li stood in place and looked at the direction she left and smiled softly, "Xiao Mo, actually, I have been to see Chang'an." ”