Winter nights fall early, and are exceptionally dark and cold. The boundless darkness seemed to swallow people. In such cold weather, there were not many people on the street except for a few street lamps that were dimly lit and projected a small light. Even if there is, it is in a hurry, and it is not clear what it looks like to wrap itself. At this time, in the private room of a hotel, a completely different picture appeared from this quiet night.

Wen Chuhang had been eating with his friends for a while. Several people were a little drunk, frolicking to play the game of "you ask me to answer". The dice turn to "three", which is the number chosen by Wen Chuhang.

Friends heckled and asked a very common and old-fashioned question: Who is the woman you love the most?

Wen Chuhang was stunned for a moment, drank three glasses of wine, and refused to answer. The game continues, and by coincidence, it is "three" again. My friends refused to give up and asked the same questions as before. Wen Chuhang was silent for a long time, and only said two words: "My mother." When my friends heard this answer, although they knew that it was perfunctory, they didn't ask any more questions.

He lowered his head and drank the little beer left in his glass. The pale yellow liquid looks beautiful under the refraction of the light. Immediately after, Wen Chuhang lit a cigarette. He wouldn't smoke, he just watched the smoke burn slowly. On the metal surface of the lighter resting on the table, an inscription is made:

Ye Changqing.

......

Ye Changqing didn't leave in a hurry after getting off work, anyway, it was biting cold outside. She packed up her things in the office, made a plan for tomorrow's work, and crossed out a day on the small desk calendar.

She was ready to put her plans in a drawer. At this moment, her hand touched a small box, and her gaze followed.

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Changqing slowly took out the box. Inside the box is an ordinary rabbit doll, and a note:

Hope you like it.

The payment is Wen Chuhang.

Ye Changqing looked at the doll and looked at it very carefully, as if he wanted to engrave it into his heart. The edges of the doll's clothes have been slightly curled and fluffy, and the whole doll looks a little shabby, and the handwriting on the note is a little blurred. Obviously, both the doll and the note have been rubbed many times.

Time seemed to stand still, and Ye Changqing's ears seemed to echo with Wen Chuhang's nice voice: "Changqing, do you like it?" ”

......

As if he really heard Wen Chuhang's voice, Ye Changqing was a little distracted. After some time, she felt some cold water stains on her face. When I raised my hand and touched it, I realized that I was crying. Tears rolled down her cheeks and down her chin. Ye Changqing even felt that he could hear the sound of tears falling on the ground. Tears dripped on the ground, and also dropped in Ye Changqing's heart.

That year, Ye Changqing had just met Wen Chuhang. Wen Chuhang came to help the teacher deliver materials. As soon as they stepped into the door of the office, they saw the math teacher Huang who taught their class reprimanding a girl. The girl lowered her head, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and she knew that she was crying at first glance.

Wen Chuhang's footsteps slowed down, and his ears were filled with the scolding voice of the math teacher: "...... I know math is difficult in high school, but that's not a reason for you to read books and pass notes in class...... If you don't, you have to listen to it, otherwise what will you do when you take the exam? How can you ...... like this" Wen Chuhang put the homework book and math test papers neatly on the teacher's desk, and reminded the math teacher when he paused: "Teacher Huang, here are the homework books and test papers of our class." ”

Mr. Huang gave him an "um" and motioned for him to go. He turned to the girl and said, "Go back too, I will confiscate your books." Go back and write me a review. ”

The girl nodded silently and turned to leave. Because Wen Chuhang walked slowly, he walked ahead of Wen Chuhang. Wen Chuhang looked at the girl's back, imagining what this girl would look like.

Someone called the girl from behind, and the girl wiped her tears and looked back to see who called her. Wen Chuhang saw the appearance of this girl at this time. It wasn't very pretty, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and the corners of his mouth were glancing downward. At the same time, Wen Chuhang heard the girl's name clearly: Ye cha

g qi

g。

He also saw the girl follow the other classmates into the fifth class. He knew many of the students in Class 5. But he didn't ask anyone he knew about the girl. He didn't feel anything for her, but he saw her being reprimanded by Teacher Huang in the office, and he sympathized with her. Mr. Huang is a little old, and he has been teaching for a long time, and high school mathematics is relatively difficult, so he is particularly strict and verbose.

Soon, Wen Chuhang forgot about this matter.

The first time Wen Chuhang saw Ye Changqing, it was so plain, without a trace of waves. Wen Chuhang even quickly forgot about this matter. Ye Changqing didn't know that the boy who sent Teacher Huang homework books and exam papers when she was reprimanded would have so many intersections with her in the future.

......

Ye Changqing looked at the doll blankly for a while, then put it into a small box again and put it in the innermost part of the drawer. She didn't really want to remember the past, but she didn't want to forget either. Even she felt that she was looking for guilt in vain. She put on her coat and wrapped her scarf around most of her face. Looking at the cold weather outside the window with the north wind howling, he sighed, picked up his satchel and walked out of the office.

The color of the scarf is a little plain, but it is also simple and generous. At the hem of the scarf that hangs down, the letters "WCH" are embroidered. It's not very inconspicuous, but it plays a good role in embellishment.

WCH - Wen Chuhang.

She has never forgotten Wen Chuhang. Wen Chuhang was in her heart, and she never walked away for a moment. From the first time she came into contact with Wen Chuhang, she knew that she would never forget Wen Chuhang again. However, if you can't forget it, it doesn't mean that you can't let it go. Ye Changqing is a very clear person.

Since Ye Changqing and Wen Chuhang have been dating, she has never dared to say for sure that Wen Chuhang loves me, and Wen Chuhang loves Ye Changqing.

After hearing that Chuhang left Ye Changqing, he knew that Ye Changqing loved him, which he would never be able to achieve, and what he could never bring to Ye Changqing. He wanted to regret it, it was too late. He's selfish, the kind of selfishness in his bones. But when he reacted and his thoughts began to flood him like a mountain of seas, Ye Changqing was no longer there.

He heard that no matter how good Chu Hang was, or no matter how bad he was, he was not worthy of Ye Changqing.