Ding dong~

Cang Sanliang's cell phone rang.

But he didn't have time to look, because the last bus No. 2 was about to be missed.

He didn't want to read it either, because he knew that it must be a "compound WeChat" sent by his ex-girlfriend.

It's all divided, what's the nostalgia for?

For the rest of my life, what about the yellow and green lights?

Big deal, with the golden left hand as a companion.

Just ten minutes ago, Cang Sanliang, a third-year student in the Department of Chinese at Deutsche University, broke up peacefully with his ex-girlfriend by the Meihua River.

Today's solar term is heavy snowfall.

The wind by the river was so cold that it exploded, and the night was as dark as ink.

The weather forecast says it could snow today, although this time it came much later than usual.

Cang Sanliang's whole body was shivering, not really cold.

is not as good as the way his ex-girlfriend looks at him, and of course not as good as his ex-girlfriend's decisive words.

"Cangsanliang, everything before, should be a beautiful misunderstanding. We've also held hands, and that's enough! ”

Cang Sanliang looked at the river, did not speak, his angular face, but his eyes were too bright.

He had a premonition that his ex-girlfriend was going to make a big moth recently, but he didn't expect it to be such tragic news.

However, he is not heartbroken.

As early as a month ago, his ex-girlfriend explicitly hinted at no less than ten times, and recently there was a handsome brother who was young and golden, and he attacked her very fiercely.

Fierce and fierce, fall and fall, can you still let him compare with the other party?

Cang Sanliang is just an orphan.

I was admitted to university because of the donations of talented and enthusiastic people.

He remembered the kindness of others.

The thin 32K soft-sided copy has been written by him on an entire page, all of which are someone's donation records.

He originally wanted to see this donor for the last time today, because the donor suddenly contacted him and said that he wanted to see him alive at the last moment of his life.

It's just that he suddenly received a date message from his ex-girlfriend, saying that he had something important to talk about.

He came and left easily.

Their understanding is indeed a bad fate.

Mainly derived from the talent show during the freshman military training.

At that time, Cang Sanliang was still very young, and his ex-girlfriend was also very young.

He recited a poem, and the other party became obsessed with him.

The poem says this:

That year, kowtow on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth;

In that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not for the sake of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way;

At that moment, I soared into an immortal, not for immortality, but for your peace and joy......

He also didn't understand why the other party was obsessed with him, although the other party first claimed that it was because of his talent, and later said that he was blind.

However, he knows that the breakup of the two is like a river flowing to the end, either entering the sea or turning into a waterfall.

Those who are resolute do not need to regret it.

Cang Sanliang walked briskly along the riverside embankment, with bright headlights and the roar of powerful engines behind him.

She left, and walked away in a Porsche Cayenne S.

The cold wind blew on him, but fortunately, he didn't feel how cold he was in the down jacket of Hailan House, which he had worn for three years.

Even, he has a sense of happiness of "goose goose goose, it's so warm".

Because, this blue down jacket was also sent to him by the caring donor.

It's just that the other party obviously doesn't understand Cang Sanliang's height and size.

Three years ago, Cangsanliang was only 1.75 meters, and now it has grown to 1.83 meters.

It is often said that twenty-three, one swoop.

Cang Sanliang just turned twenty today, and he finished his height ahead of schedule.

Luckily, the down jacket sent by the donor, he wore just right this year.

Yes, he was an orphan, but remembered his birthday.

It is said that when he was thrown in the orphanage, a card with his name written on it was placed in the swaddling clothes.

On the card, there is a red plum blossom pattern printed on it, which is the card he is holding in his hand at the moment.

Knock knock~

He finally arrived at the Meihuajiang platform before ten o'clock in the evening, and the bus didn't seem to have arrived yet.

Under the orange street lamp, the red plum blossom pattern shines with a warm sheen.

Suddenly, something cold seemed to fall on his neck.

He touched it, and it was water.

He looked up and saw fine pieces of white snowflakes dancing under the streetlights, like the dandruff of a roommate who hadn't washed his hair for days.

He hurried back to the platform so that his card would not get wet, and at the same time padded his feet and stepped on small broken steps.

"The car hasn't come yet?"

The snow seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was so strong that the small bus stop couldn't completely protect him.

Cang Sanliang poked his head out again, but there was still no beam from the headlights on the left.

Call~

He exhaled, white and long.

On the long eyelashes, there are a little snowflakes hanging, and the delicate face is a little haggard.

Recently, it's been a bit hard to catch up with the manuscript, and I often sleep late.

In the past six months, he has been posting some tweets of online novels on a certain platform.

Although there is not much money, no, it is very little.

However, he is very happy because the fans are rising.

He also thought about going out and writing a novel of his own.

But when he thought of the sentence that the teacher of the professional course said on the first day of the professional class, "the Chinese department does not cultivate writers", he felt that the teacher was really right.

In addition, the other party's later sentence "But there can be some critics", he felt that the teacher deserved to be a teacher.

Senior!

Therefore, he is now writing book reviews, which can be regarded as taking the first step as a critic.

Moreover, his book reviews specialize in those well-known online writers.

There is a sense of "the key can slaughter the gods"!

And his style of writing is divided into two types: spicy and vicious and brainless touting.

It's just that there are fewer people who like the latter.

So, he's trying to change his style.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

Thinking of this, Cang Sanliang couldn't help laughing, but the moment he opened his mouth, a lot of snowflakes were blown into by the cold wind.

The taste is bitter.

"Huh, bitter?"

Cang Sanliang looked up, I don't know when it started, the white snowflakes will actually be mixed with black.

"Alas~ under the avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent. Phew, now even the snowflakes are turning black. ”

Cang Sanliang lowered his mouth and began to conceive a new book review in his mind.

Didi~

A beam of light lit up on the left, and the bus finally came, three minutes too late.

Cang Sanliang saw the green bus swaying towards the platform, and the snow seemed to be a little slippery.

The car slowly stopped, and there was no one in the car except for the driver.

There are a lot of seats, no need to grab, no need to give up, it's great.

The car door opened, and Cang Sanliang was about to take out his bus card, but the red card in his wallet was blown away.

This card, which symbolizes his orphan status, must not be lost.

He hurried to chase after him.

The red plum blossom card was blown around by the wind, and he jumped a few times, but he didn't reach it.

Seeing it, the card was about to be blown into the middle of the road.

The middle of the road is the most dangerous.

Cang Sanliang chased a few steps, and finally grabbed the naughty card, and the expression on his face finally eased a little.

Just then, he heard a rapid and violent roar in the distance.

Squeak~

He hurried to the platform, and the figure of the car had already flown around the corner.

Cang Sanliang jumped on the bus, patted his chest, and sighed that it was dangerous.

"Drive so fast, I'm afraid I'm going to reincarnate?"

Then, the speeding car in his eyes zoomed in, and he blinked.

It never opened it again.

[Drop~ The host is dead, and the wolf extermination system is successfully bound! ] 】