At the beginning of the new school year, Ning Zhiyuan declined the arrangement of the class teacher and took the initiative to take charge of the Chinese classes of the two classes. Meng Yunzhou said, it's okay, you can concentrate on studying that composition topic. After finishing work, I suddenly asked, what is the matter between you and Xue Mei? Ning Zhiyuan replied, not much. Meng Yunzhou said that during the summer vacation, Xue Mei was transferred to a children's school in Chongzhou City, another province, where her aunt taught. Ning Zhiyuan let out an "oh" and didn't react. Meng Yunzhou continued, I heard her aunt say, it's all because of you, Xue Mei is so thin that she is out of shape now. Ning Zhiyuan's face was not wavering, but there was a cramp in his heart, he stood up and lowered his head and said, Principal, I will go back if there is nothing else. Meng Yunzhou nodded. Ning Zhiyuan took heavy steps and returned to the dormitory with one foot high.

He gently closed the door, then threw himself on the bed, covering his head with the quilt, his heart full of guilt, sadness, and sadness.

Ning Zhiyuan fell seriously ill and had a high fever for several days. When Ning Qiushui heard about it, he hurriedly came to the Qiancan Township School and helped him to go to the township hospital for infusion. After listening to Xue Mei's matter intermittently, Ning Qiushui sat on the hospital bed, sighed softly, and said, Third child, your choice is right, but we have to be a kind and righteous person, and if we have the opportunity in the future, we will go and see others.

Ning Zhiyuan nodded and asked, brother, am I particularly unproductive? Ning Qiushui grinned, who said it, everyone knows your subject, you are famous now, and I will be wiped out. Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, brother, I'll be discharged from the hospital. Ning Qiushui said, no, stay one more night.

When I changed the drip, a white-clothed nurse with a mask came in, skillful and gentle, and then touched his head and said, Mr. Ning, the fever is about to subside, just lose two more bottles. Ning Zhiyuan closed his eyes and said thank you. The female nurse laughed crisply, Brother Zhiyuan, you don't recognize me, I'm your classmate's sister. Ning Zhiyuan opened his eyes and saw the nurse take off his mask, and said in surprise, Ah, Xu Yun? Xu Yun blinked and smiled, showing two dimples on his face, and said, yes, I am Yunyun.

Xu Yun is Xu Shengsheng's younger sister, graduated from junior high school and attended the county health school, and was assigned to Qiancan Township Hospital after graduation. When she was studying, Xu Yun was like a follower, running with her brother at any time, and now, the little girl has grown into a beautiful girl.

Ning Zhiyuan asked, how is your brother doing lately, I haven't heard from him for a long time. Xu Yun put her hands in the pockets of her white coat and replied, my brother, this heartless guy almost didn't make my father angry to death, and he didn't do a good job in family planning, so he went to Shenzhen in the south to work. Ning Zhiyuan said in surprise, this shrimp didn't even say a word to me. Xu Yun said indignantly, where can I take care of you, I eloped with another woman in Wolong Township. Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly asked, what's going on. Xu Yun said, it's nothing, just ran away with someone else's wife. Ning Zhiyuan decided to write a letter to ask Zhang Mingcan after being discharged from the hospital, there was no news of this group of guys, and it was a shame to make some fame.

Without an infusion at night, Ning Qiushui went back to his school. In the middle of the night, in a daze, he felt someone tuck the quilt, opened his eyes, and saw a long-haired woman beside the bed, it turned out to be Xu Yun. He said, Yunyun, you are on the night shift. Xu Yun said "um", and then whispered, I'll come to see you. Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, go back and rest. Xu Yun nodded, not only did not leave, but sat on the edge of the hospital bed. Ning Zhiyuan smelled a smell of perfume.

Xu Yun said, Brother Zhiyuan, I saw you buying vegetables on the street, and I wanted to call you, but you were in a hurry, and you turned around and disappeared. Ning Zhiyuan replied with a smile, the school is far away from the street, so I have to rush back to class. Xu Yun said, Brother Zhiyuan, you will come to see me often in the future. Looking at Xu Yun's flickering big eyes, Ning Zhiyuan felt a "puff" in his heart, and said slowly, Yunyun, brother is sleepy, you should rest early. Xu Yun slapped Ning Zhiyuan's feet, stood up and said, Okay, brother, you can sleep. Looking at Xu Yun's back, he whispered, this little girl!

After being discharged from the hospital, Ning Zhiyuan was still very uncomfortable.

The night was dark. Ning Zhiyuan slowly turned out the literary manuscripts accumulated in the normal school, reported them to the corridor, lit them on a piece of paper, and threw them into the carbon round stove. Looking at the hard work of the past, extinguished in the flames, his heart was full of sadness. In the face of difficult real life, no matter how beautiful your dreams are, they will come to naught. This is a farewell to the past, and it is also a growth from immaturity and courage for the future! Burning the manuscript of poetry is not to abandon writing, but to no longer immerse yourself in those dreams of wind and snow, but to combine the actual work and focus on education and teaching papers.