Seven years later.

It was the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, and there was still a week left for the New Year.

This year, the weather is colder than in previous years, Lou Wenzheng wore gloves and wrapped a scarf, and a woolen hat knitted by her mother was buttoned on her head.

She came to return the book for Professor Shen.

Professor Shen is almost 80 years old this year, and he was hired back to Rong University of Science and Technology as a graduate tutor five years ago.

If nothing else, she will be able to graduate by completing her graduate thesis next year.

Sorting the books back on the shelves, Lou Wenzheng looked for a new round of books to borrow according to the list made by Professor Shen, she was rummaging between the bookshelves, and Leng Buding heard two boys whispering in the middle of the row of bookshelves next door, and her name was mixed in.

"What kind of gift would a cold girl like Lou Wenzheng like?" A tall boy asked.

"Lipstick, perfume and the like, girls don't like these things, anyway, if it's expensive to buy gifts, even if they don't have the right appetite, they won't throw them away." Another shorter boy said, with a bit of disdain in his tone: "There's a saying that doesn't say that, boys give gifts, if they are cheap, they are not the right appetite, they are called stupid steel straight men, and even if they are expensive, even if they are not appetizing, they are also aesthetic differences between men and women." ”

"Don't say that, I don't think Lou Wenzheng is that kind of person."

"Yo, you haven't caught up with you yet, and you're starting to protect your calves?"

“…… Forget it, don't discuss this issue, can you help me see how this lipstick is, bean paste color, lining her skin? ”

The short guy leaned over to look at the tall man's phone: "Are you going to use lipstick to confess to her?" ”

"Not really...... It's just a gesture, she shouldn't be so easy to chase, so she has to take her time as she likes. ”

The short boy flipped through the pictures: "This is too cheap, Lou Wenzheng is not a lipstick of three or five hundred yuan can impress the goods, okay, some time ago, Chen Yu drove the family's sports car out to show off in order to chase her, she was indifferent, you have to send at least a set of lamer." ”

"What is Lamer?"

"High-end skin care products, a set is only 10,000 small."

The tall boy opened Lamer's official website: "Is this it?" ”

"Yes, I watched Yao Qiqi post on Moments some time ago, and I just want this set." The short boy said: "Yao Qiqi's kind of goods are worthy of this grade of things, Lou Wenzheng is almost the same as her appearance and figure, even if she doesn't agree after sending it, as long as you can sleep with her once, you should use 10,000 yuan to prostitute a high-end chicken, and it's worth it." ”

“…… Can you please stop talking like that! "The tall boy got a little angry.

The short man was stunned when he saw that he was angry, and quickly changed the topic: "Place an order quickly, I promise she will like it." ”

The tall boy was about to place an order, and the bookshelf leaning against him suddenly made a noise, and the two turned around together, and when they saw Lou Wenzheng, who was looking at them lightly through the bookshelf, their faces changed slightly.

Lou Wenzheng stretched out his hand to the tall boy: "I'll see what gift you're going to buy me." ”

Tall boy: "......"

He hesitated for a few seconds, but handed the phone over.

Lou Wenzheng glanced at the phone screen and said, "I don't use this brand of skin care products, it's very troublesome to return, don't buy it." ”

She gave the phone back to the boy, picked up the book she had chosen, and turned to leave.

The tall boy was stunned and hurriedly chased after him: "Then what brand do you like?" ”

"I don't pick skin care products, but the people who pick skin care products, obviously, I don't like your brand."

Boy: "......"

Lou Wenzheng went to Professor Shen's house with the stack of books.

As soon as she entered the door, the master came up and took the book in her hand, seeing that she was shivering from the cold, she stuffed her with a hot water bottle and did not forget to nag: "I said that the book can be returned when the weather is warmer, and this time I will freeze it for you...... Don't get a fever again, you've had a fever twice a month. ”

"It's fine." Lou Wenzheng looked into the study: "Where is the teacher?" ”

"In the house, tantrums."

"What's wrong?"

"If you want to eat braised pork, you will lose your temper if you don't make it." Shi Niang snorted: "I didn't pass the physical examination last month, so I must avoid eating this month." ”

Lou Wenzheng turned around and walked into the house.

Shi Niang told him in the back: "Don't get used to him, don't secretly buy him food." ”

"Got it."

persuaded Professor Shen to come out of the house, and the three of them ate a vegetarian hot pot, seeing that the time was not early, Lou Wenzheng put on a coat and prepared to go home.

As soon as she went out, the master chased her out again and stuffed her with an umbrella: "The weather forecast says that there will be snow today, you should be careful on the road." ”

"Okay."

Walking out of the community, Lou Wenzheng took a taxi and went straight to the cake shop to pick up the cake he had ordered two days earlier.

Walking out of the cake shop with the cake, something wet and cool fell on her face, and she subconsciously looked up, stunned by the fine snow particles in the sky.

The first snow of the year has arrived.

She held up the umbrella and hurried home, which was not far from the community where she lived, and as soon as she entered the community, she saw a royal blue high-end sports car parked downstairs, she pretended not to see it, and quickly stepped into the elevator.

There was a message prompt on the mobile phone, she opened it and saw it, and it was sent from an unfamiliar number: I bought the xiaolongbao you ate last time, hang it on your doorknob, remember to heat it up before eating - sheng.

She deleted the message and neatly blocked the number.

When she got home, there was a takeout bag hanging on the doorknob, and she picked it up and threw it in the trash, took out the key and entered the door.

She has done this countless times over the past seven years.

Turning on the heating in the house, it took half an hour for the body to warm up, Lou Wenzheng carefully opened the cake package, counted twenty-five candles and plugged them, lit them one by one, and then took out the starfish doll from the window and put it on, and picked up Xiaobai, who was squatting in the nest and was too old to walk.

When everything was ready, she knelt down in front of the cake, looked reverently at the jumping firelight, and whispered, "Happy birthday, asteroid." ”

The candles burned out, and the room without the lights fell into darkness, Lou Wenzheng turned her head to look out the window, the snow was falling heavily, and she made a small sound of crumbling on the window, and she was a little distracted for a while.

Twenty-five-year-old Yan Huaizhi, are you okay?

Take off the customized fondant little boy puppet on the cake and put it in the window, there are six other fondant dolls in the window, each with a small mole on the chin, but the clothes are different, Lou Wenzheng pondered to change to a larger window, otherwise next year's fondant puppet will not be able to fit.

The heating in the room made people's hands and feet soft, Lou Wenzheng finished eating the cake with red wine, and she was groggy under the paralysis of alcohol, so she simply curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

When she woke up, Lou Wenzheng's stomach was so uncomfortable that it was like stuffing a ball of cotton, she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, she went to the refrigerator with a messy hair, there was only a bottle of soda left in the refrigerator, she unscrewed it and poured half a bottle in one breath, the water was so cold that it was biting cold, and it was poured into the stomach along the throat, freezing her whole body.

At this time, the mobile phone on the sofa rang, and she picked it up to see that it was Jiang Yang, who had not been in touch for a long time, calling.

"Hello?" As soon as Lou Wenzheng opened his mouth, he found that his voice was a little abnormal.

"Wen Zheng, there's something, I think I have to tell you."

"Huh?"

"Huaizhi has returned to China."

Lou Wenzheng's hand trembled, and the soda water fell, smashing on the ground and splashing a large piece.