Every time the library closes and Zhou Zimeng closes the book and gets up to leave, she will return to reality again. Then she would leave silently before he found out, returning to the Tsuki, the place where she truly belonged now.

But despite this, she wanted to see him. So she still came here every evening, full of happiness and sadness, looking forward to and remembering, waiting to meet the back of the fourteen-year-old Zhou Zimeng.

And she also knows that even if they can't meet again, the back of the emaciated but desperate work, the back that resolutely left her, will forever be imprinted in her memory.

*

Xiao Yuchen never thought that the story of her and Zhou Zimeng would end like this.

She couldn't understand why such a warm beginning would end so coldly and cruelly, and why the person who smiled at her so gently at the beginning ended up being as cold as ice.

Zhou Zimeng is the warm sunshine, the miraculous sunset at dusk she longs for. But perhaps because of this, after that momentary pause of light, her world entered a never-ending night.

*

Su Yue hadn't appeared since she came to the school to look for her that day, and Xiao Yuchen's heart that had been hanging gradually settled down.

Maybe that person was just deliberately teasing her, what organization would ask someone like her to do things, anyone who sounds like it is a joke, and the funniest part is that she actually believes it.

She lived in Zhou Zimeng's house for more than a month, and now looking back, it was probably the happiest time in her life. They go to school together, go home together, eat together, and Zhou Zimeng will teach her homework in the evening. Zhou Zimeng's mother rarely comes home, and occasionally throws strange looks at her when she meets, but she doesn't care at all.

When she rejected Su Yue on the rooftop that day, she finally determined her mind, no matter whether Zhou Zimeng liked her or not, no matter what others thought of her, as long as she stayed by Zhou Zimeng's side, she could be very happy and satisfied, and she could not care about the rest.

She thought she could be happy like this forever, but she forgot that she was never favored by the gods.

*

The evening sky was a beautiful lilac. She will remember it so clearly because Zhou Zimeng looked at the sky outside the window for a long time after school, and then smiled and said to her, "It may snow tonight." ”

Xiao Yuchen's face turned slightly red, she was so looking forward to watching the snow with Zhou Zimeng, but she also prayed that this first snow would not come, because the scarf in her schoolbag was only half knitted, and she secretly regretted that it would be good if she hadn't been lazy to sleep last night.

"Don't you like snow?" Zhou Zimeng, who found her loss, asked curiously.

Xiao Yuchen hurriedly shook his head: "Of course I like it." ”

There are many people in this world who hate rain, but no one hates snow. Beautiful and pure things are born to be cherished by people, such as Qi Siyu, such as Zhou Zimeng.

She smiled relievedly, the scarf can be sent again next year, but spending a gentle snow day with Zhou Zimeng is the happiness she really doesn't want to miss.