At that moment, the sky was like a huge black pot lid over my head, covering me over a cool white futon woven of snow. At the age of 14, I sat in place, looking up at the night sky, and the snowflakes fell on my lips, cool. I stuck my tongue out and rolled them into my mouth, melting them down my throat.

There was still not a single pedestrian on the road.

I can't get up.

I can't go any further.

What to do?

I barely turned my wrist, the pain magnified a hundredfold by the cold, and I gritted my teeth trying to pull out the coins in my pocket. This is my new one, it's 1 dime, the 1 cent coin I used to comfort my soul, but last year, on that sinful autumn night, in that filthy place, I lost it...

I laboriously pulled it out, held the coin, and puffed into it, praying silently.

On the side of my legs, the snow water ran down the shallow edge of the shoe and turned into winter spring water, and the sweat from the soles of the shoes quickly cooled, and the soles of my feet began to go numb. The gas that came out of his mouth was no longer warm.

In the world, I am alone, dark, cold, lonely, helpless, I want to cry, but I just can't cry, it turns out that the pain is extreme and I don't have to cry loudly...

Gradually, I seemed to hallucinate.

In the distance, there was the sound of footsteps "creaking, crunching."

My ears suddenly seemed to come to life, and I felt that the creaking footsteps were like the sound of trucks piercing the night sky on that autumn day last year, that early morning...

These sounds, piercing the silence of the night, are so terrifying.

I don't know what happened to me, I don't know where I got the courage to jump up.

I quickly picked up the stick, dragged it tightly, didn't dare to throw it away, and screamed like a mad child, and started running in the snow...

I ran and ran, and because of the speed, I didn't even have a chance to fall.

I screamed all the way as if there were jackals and leopards behind me trying to devour me.

Fear gives birth to a myriad of potentials.

I ran until my feet and legs were hot, my palms were hot, and my sweat was gushing out...

…

Is it all in the past? All the filth?

I lay on the snow on the university campus, recalling the past scenes, raising my arms, covering my eyes with the palms of my hands, and began to whimper and mutter, "What a white snowflake, if only I could be as pure as snow..."

Suddenly, the forehead lost its coolness, and the snowflakes stopped falling.

It just stopped.

I removed the arm I had used to cover my eyes, and reluctantly opened my eyes, wondering if the sky was going to clear.

In front of my eyes, it was a big white hand, holding a restrained plaid umbrella, covering a square foot above my head.

He stood quietly beside me.

I looked up in amazement. The tall posture is slightly tilted in order to take care of me. A pair of wise and handsome eyes, with a hint of water. Handsome hairstyle with some snowflakes stuck on it.

I forgot to get up, I forgot to turn my brain, I forgot to blink my eyes, and I just lay still on the snow, looking at him.

He seemed to be quietly waiting for me to speak.

I blinked, opened my mouth and asked, "Is that you?" Hua Ming——"

He stared at my eyes for a long time before replying, "Well, it's me—Fu Huaming." ”

I don't know why, I was so bold, I stared into his deep eyes, and suddenly smiled:

"I thought you forgot, you said you would come to me last time, the autumn tiger was still there at that time, and in the blink of an eye, I was waiting for you to the middle of winter..."

He took off his leather gloves and reached out to me, trying to pull me up, saying, "Something has been delayed and has not been able to appear." Actually....I've always been there for you. ”

"Hehe, forget it, you are a busy person, how can you come to campus in such a cold and snowy place? When did you come? ”

"I've been by your side for a long time, and there are footsteps, just... You're too engaged. ”

I remember, until now, that he stretched out his big white hand and shook it above my head, like throwing a candy at the child: "After the snow melts, it will be very cold, Liu Zijun, the night is Chinese New Year's Eve, don't be sad here anymore, you come with me." ”

He didn't say much, just under the umbrella, stretched out a white hand, and let the snowflakes fall on the back of his hand, melting into one color.

I looked at the hand, raised my right hand and slowly handed it to him.

He pulled me up from the snow at once, I stood firm, stood under the umbrella with him, and found that I was just up to his chest, and I smiled: "Just like when I was in junior high school, you are so tall, I still have to look up at you." ”

He let go of the hand that was holding me, took the umbrella, and let the snow fall between us, and said, "Go out with me, you don't have to take anything with your clothes." ”

I shook my head: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you come to school?" ”

He said, "What do you think is worth coming to this school..."

I was surprised, "Uh, isn't it?" Isn't this school also Hua Zheng's school! Didn't your aunt's family live on campus? ”

He looked at me quietly and said solemnly, "Them, how can they be worth coming..."

My eyes widened: "No, no, Fu Huaming ... You mean, you mean, you're here to see me?! ”

He turned around and said, "What do you think..."

I was repeatedly surprised, and hurriedly followed: "No, it's the New Year, won't I go home?" How did you know I was going to be at school for the New Year? I can't even hide this from Hua Zheng! ”

He didn't stop, and the snowflake sent his words to my ears from the front: "How can there be so many whys, it's not because: Liu Zijun, I know you well enough..."

I was so excited that day.

The empty heart seemed to be filled suddenly, the darkness and coldness of my heart were all illuminated by the sun, and the snowflakes warmed my whole body.

It was as if in the depths of my soul, I had been waiting for someone.

He's walking right in front of me.

What about me?

I looked at his handsome back and followed him closely.

I lowered my head and tried to increase my pace, like a naughty child, deliberately stepping into the snow marks of his leather shoes, trying not to step on a wrong step.

At that moment, I was like a duckweed without roots, and suddenly I had a direction.

I obediently followed behind him, looking at his footprints, staring at the heels of his leather shoes, and looking up at him in a trench coat from time to time.

I'm afraid he's gone again.

I followed him out of the school gate, and followed him to the car not far away, in front of the black car that Hua Zheng had driven a few days ago.

He helped me open the passenger door and instructed me, "Get in the car", but I shook my head, stubbornly chose to sit directly behind him, and quickly closed the door.