December 25, 2037

A heavy snowfall covered the entire Shenzhen-Hong Kong city, and Jiang Suwan stood in front of a flower shop holding the carnation he had just bought in the flower shop.

After working in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City for such a short time, I unknowingly arrived in late December.

During these days, she worked hard, and she was fully involved in the development and release of the software, and did not let her life become empty in the slightest.

Shenzhen-Hong Kong is a southern city.

But it is such a southern city that it is rare to have this heavy snowfall this year.

Jiang Xuwan, who came out of the flower shop with flowers, did not avoid the coldness of the snowflakes, and even raised his head to look at the flying of the heavy snow.

The secretary Meihui had to go back to school to complete the final exam, so today Jiang Suwan gave Meihui a small vacation and asked her to go back to Nanxia City to deal with it.

Although Xuzhou has always sent invitations to Jiang Xuwan after work, she refused.

Although she can treat the other party as a very friendly friend without any affection, no matter how bad she is, she is also a qualified working partner - Qin Siyi's software "Sleep", Xuzhou also participated in the investment.

But she didn't want Wei Ge to continue some useless waiting.

Five days ago, because of work needs, Jiang Suwan got together with Qin Siyi and Xuzhou, and after the work was over, several people went to a restaurant to eat together.

He was accompanied by Wei Ge's assistant, a woman named Aven.

At first, Jiang Suwan really didn't care too much about her, after all, they would have an assistant in a position like this, such as Jiang Suwan also brought Meihui with her.

However, Ai Wen is older than Meihui, and he is two years younger than Jiang Su.

Some of the femininity on the body is not inferior to Jiang Su at all, and even has some unique elegance.

After three rounds of wine on the table, Xuzhou and Qin Siyi were drunk, and Jiang Suwan, who didn't like to drink, was not too drunk because of the good amount of alcohol, so only Jiang Suwan and two assistants were left in the sober people.

Jiang Suwan was still thinking about how to send Qin Siyi back later, when he suddenly found Ai Wen's gaze looking at him.

"Huh?" Jiang Suwan asked questions and signaled that Ai Wen had something to say.

Ai Wen glanced at the beauty beside Jiang Suwan twice, and she understood it in an instant.

Jiang Suwan: "Meihui, this is my card, you take it and go over there to settle the account." ”

Meihui understood the deep meaning of Jiang Suwan's words, and left with the card Jiang Suwan gave her.

"Is it convenient to say it now?"

Ai Wen looked deeply at Jiang Suwan's eyes, and the soft timbre floated into Jiang Suwan's ears.

"You don't like Brother Zhou, I can see it."

“…… Just say what you want. ”

"Keep your distance from him."

At the end of the dinner that day, Jiang Suwan did not pay attention to what Ai Wen said.

She really doesn't like Xuzhou, and she has always expressed it clearly enough, but she doesn't like an assistant who is so "arrogant".

Qin Siyi was picked up by her friend and took her home, so Jiang Suwan left directly with Meihui.

Sitting in the car driven by Meihui, Jiang Suwan was still a little puzzled.

Although Ai Wen's behavior was transgressive, the state of the whole person seemed so natural, as if it was ...... It's like doing something you're supposed to do.

"Mihui."

"What's wrong, Sister Late?"

Jiang Suwan pondered for a while, and the confused emotions in his eyes flickered in the depths.

"That assistant in Xuzhou, Aiwen, what do you think?"

"Evan ...... She's like a very smart woman who understands everything, and has a secret that she can't tell. ”

"Then do you think my attitude towards Xuzhou is strange?"

Mie didn't expect her big boss to suddenly change the subject, but after thinking about it, there might be a relationship between the two.

"It's like an old friend."

“……”

It wasn't until Jiang Xu returned to his residence in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City late and asked other friends to investigate a little that he learned that Xuzhou and this assistant named Ai Wen were about to get engaged.

The reason why Ai Wen has those different temperaments is because she is also from a scholarly family and a cultural family.

And Xuzhou's parents used to be diplomats, and the two are objectively very compatible.

But Jiang Suwan was particularly unhappy, that is, Xuzhou obviously already had a fiancée, and he still had to show himself from time to time that he didn't want to keep his distance.

That's why Jiang Suwan refused any form of invitation from Xuzhou again and again after that night.

Originally, the flight back to Nanxia City in the afternoon, but the snow was so heavy that she canceled the flight for safety reasons.

Passing by a flower shop, she couldn't resist walking in and buying a bouquet of carnations.

In a trance, she remembered the girl, and under the double blow of emotion, she decided to go to the cemetery to see her.

But this "decision" has been wavering, and it seems that it is still drifting and falling with the snow.

Does it make sense? Go and see her about it.

She raised her hand and brushed her hair, which had grown a little longer over the past few months, and after taking a light breath, she made up her mind and finally set off for the cemetery.

……

After the snow stopped, there was a grave keeper cleaning the snow in the empty cemetery in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City.

Jiang Suwan walked in calmly and lowered the brim of her felt hat slightly, she didn't want others to see her.

Under the brim of the hat, Jiang Suwan paused when he saw the grave keeper's action of sweeping the snow, and stood up his bent waist, and in just a few seconds, it seemed that the tomb sweeper bent down after glancing at Jiang Suwan.

Jiang Suwan is not afraid to socialize with people, although more than ten years have passed and she has the "maturity" that she lacked at the beginning, she still has a certain sense of rejection when interacting with people who do not want to be invaded.

So the grave sweeper is like this, but it makes her feel a lot more comfortable.

However, if you look at it from a very objective perspective, it seems that no one will ask anything more about a person who comes to the tomb, because it is really not polite and decent.

Ignoring the rest, she walked straight towards the tomb, and finally stopped in front of the familiar smiling face.

"......" hissed softly, and she began to think about a question in her gradually blurred vision.

She hadn't been here for more than a decade, and she was terrified.

The fear is that she sometimes dreams that the girl is smiling at her.

The girl's smile is not scary, but an exceptionally warm color, but it is precisely because of the warmth that Jiang Suwan will feel afraid.

That deep guilt, the rope of iron, strangled her heart.

“……”

She didn't quite understand, and even found it ridiculous—most people's emotions after years of experience either collapsed or calmed, mostly two extremes.

But she was the only one who was late, with a thick indifference and tears.

I can't help but feel like I'm hypocritical.

yes, hypocrisy.

Obviously there is no grief in my heart, but I still have to shed some senseless tears.

Is it because I haven't come to visit her for more than ten years, so my emotions have accumulated, and I will collapse at the moment I meet.

With frowning brows, Jiang Suwan slowly lowered one leg, and then knelt down on the other, so that she was somehow closer to the smiling girl, and to the memory that made her about to collapse.

But she held on.

"Long time no see."

And you can also ask this good sentence.

The bleak wind whipped up some of the snow on the branches, fluttering and swaying, and finally landed on her shoulders.

But she just looked at her.

Like she looked at her too.

"I want to go to her again, what do you say?"

"Every time I get very close to him, I inexplicably seem to be pushed away by him mercilessly."

“……”

"Should I continue?"

……

There was no voice to answer her, just the brutal screams of the snow in the cold air factor.

"I know you actually like him...... So you must have my back, right? ”

"I understand—" she pressed the white bunch of carnations with a stone, "you like white, you've always liked clean things, so I bought them." ”

……

"Goodbye, Jiang Suwan."

Finally, she said goodbye to her eighteen-year-old self in the photo.

She actually had a lot of things to say to herself, but when she stood in front of her who was smiling like a flower, she only felt that the whole person had become transparent, and she was exposed naked in front of her.

……

There is still no answer to the emptiness and loneliness, and only the bleak wind is left between heaven and earth.

She got up, relieved the dizziness she felt after kneeling for a long time, took off her felt hat and bowed slightly, then got up and put on her hat and left.

Passing by many unfamiliar tombs along the way, she couldn't help but look at the appearance in those photos.

It's just that what makes her a little chilly is that most people don't have photos.

She passed by these tombs and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

The deceased has passed away, what can the living leave behind except "longing" and "guilt"?

She also thought about the reason why she had built this tomb for herself in the first place—she wanted to say goodbye to the past once and for all, and have a fresh beginning.

Although it seems to be just an overly subjective idea.

She pondered this question repeatedly, but in the end she couldn't figure it out, and could only let absurd complex emotions ripple in her heart.

And it was in such absurd moments that she saw him at the door of the cemetery.

Jiang Suwan thought about many scenes when the two met, and also thought about whether she would throw herself into his arms with red eyes, and say generously to him, "I miss you so much."

But she didn't do anything.

The emotions are empty, and the brain is also very empty.

She felt as if she had been petrified into a camera, just looking at him, recording his every move.

Then she saw that he had red eyes.

She saw certain emotions in his eyes that she needed.

Can finally ......

Her consciousness gradually came to her senses, only to realize that the person standing in front of her was not Wei Ge, and everything turned out to be nothing more than a cold fantasy.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Suwan walked straight over, did not make any stops by his side, and walked straight forward.

Jiang Su's steps were a little fast in the evening, and Xuzhou followed her and kept an eye on her feet, afraid that she would slip and fall accidentally.

"I know it's snowing, and you won't go." He meant that if it snowed, Jiang Xu would not leave Shenzhen-Hong Kong City and return to Nanxia in the evening.