Just a few days after the beginning of spring, the north is still asleep in the embrace of winter. The wind was flowing freely, caressing everything it could touch. The sun stands out in the sky without a trace of clouds, and the sun shines on the earth as if it cannot play its role. The snow is piled on the side of the road, and the icicles under the eaves glow in a colorful light. Passers-by walking outside do everything they can to hide their bare skin and protect against the cold of a winter morning.

People are stepping up as much as they can in order to reduce the amount of time spent outdoors. A girl in a long down jacket runs down the road with her neck hunched and her back hunched. Ankle-baring shoes contrast with passers-by. The white mass corresponds to the main winter color.

Wang Yan was a little uncomfortable with such weather, and this was the first winter she spent working in her hometown after graduating from university. Four years of university life in the south, busy internships during winter and summer vacations, and her parents took the initiative to meet her, so that she had no time to return to the city where she was born and raised.

After receiving WeChat, she hurried out of the house, and the temperature outside told her the truth that it was winter. The wind stabbed her hat in the cold, and her brain tingled a little under the baptism of the wind, and this pain pierced her brain like countless embroidery needles, and she had to slow down. The tiredness accumulated from working for several days without a day off dissipates instantly. An extremely sober thought leads to a strong sense of love. The sweetness of love emanates energy from the heart and slowly spreads throughout the body. She glanced at her phone and breathed a sigh of relief. A few seconds after the time is displayed, the phone enters the automatic shutdown mode. Apple's phones aren't as confident as their prices.

She stopped, looked around, and fixed her eyes on a café. She hurried in.

She walked through every corner of the room, but couldn't find what she was looking for. The chill on her body was not much left in the room, and she chose an empty seat in the corner to sit down. Take out your phone and turn it on. The phone's boot music is mixed with the sound of countless income messages. Several missed calls, unread text messages, and unviewed messages on WeChat. These are like a hot spring flowing into her heart, and her heart naturally dances and ripples. She opens the missed phone and discovers that it is her mother's. Her heart sank, she went out just now, her parents were not abnormal, they had something important. Love loses its original brilliance in the face of family affection.

She hurriedly called her mother. The mother's voice was low on the phone. She told herself. Go home early, if you have something at home, you will talk about it in detail when you get home. Wang Yan was a little inexplicable, her mother's attitude was a little strange, but she couldn't say what was wrong. The figure she missed in her heart became a reality and came to her, and she was very happy. Hurriedly put down the phone.

The person who came was a young man, and when he saw her, the corners of his mouth showed a curvature.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, you've been waiting for a long time."

"No, I've just arrived."

The smile creates a harmonious magnetic field between the two. This magnetic field belongs only to them and rejects any outsiders.

The man sat down opposite Wang Yan, and he took off his hat, revealing his bald head. Wang Yan watched his movements, staring at her bald head and losing his mind. When the man saw Wang Yan's appearance, he showed a rare and strange expression. The man's expression was caught in Wang Yan's eyes, and Wang Yan changed her attitude.

"Brother Peng, I'm sorry, I've only heard of it before, but I haven't seen it. I didn't think that going to Mongolia to dig a well really requires shaving your head. This bald head is still so thorough. ”

The man's expression softened, and he seemed to accept her abruptness.

"It's fine. I've been used to it for a long time. Bald heads are all the same. Su Pengqiang squeezed a smile and tried hard to make Wang Yan look at nature.

"If you don't take it personally, that's fine." The man's series of expressions just now had already entered Wang Yan's memory, and the memory he had just entered was a little different from the memory in her mind. A question mark is given to the familiarity that has existed in the mind for decades.

"Don't you have anything?"

"No, I'll wait until you come back."

"Waiter" The waiter walked over to the table.

"What do you want?"

"Cappuccino iced coffee. Thank you. ”

"Black Coffee"

"Your favorite tastes haven't changed. I don't like to be too bitter. ”

Su Peng said to the waiter, "I want a piece of Black Forest cake." ”

"I remember you liked to eat." Su Peng said to Wang Yan, and deliberately accentuated the word like.

After Wang Yan heard Su Peng's words, he did not answer. She felt a gaze watching her, and she looked around and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Sorry, I was a little absent-minded just now, thinking about other things. My mom called me just now and told me to come home early. I was thinking maybe something was wrong with her. You just ordered a cake. Don't you know I'm losing weight? I remember telling you that losing weight is one of the things I've been doing all my life. ”

"You're not fat, you're just right now, you don't need to lose weight."

"How can I be, working here, always working at night, made me lose ten pounds all of a sudden. Didn't you notice that the flesh on my face had increased? Wang Yan pinched her cheeks with both hands.

"I really haven't found out. Your face has not changed. ”

"You're lying."

Wang Yan's appearance as a little girl just now was reflected in Su Peng's heart, touching the memory that he had already buried in his heart, and a trace of tenderness emerged in his heart.

"If you're busy, go back. I don't have much to do. Some things will be the same in a few days. Su Peng's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, it was so small that only he could hear it.

The waiter places the coffee on the table, and the man touches the cup with his hand. Wang Yan saw that the man's right hand was wrapped with a bandage. The strap covers the entire right hand, and you can't see what the hand looks like. Wang Yan's attention had already shifted to his hands, and Su Peng's words just now only crossed Wang Yan's ears and did not cause ripples in her heart.

"You're hurt, when? You came back because you were injured. You lied to me. You're okay with such a badly injured hand. You didn't get hurt anywhere else. Will your injuries leave sequelae or something? Do you need me to accompany you to a larger hospital for a systematic examination? ”

Wang Yan's constant questions and words of concern hit Su Peng, who was looking at Su Peng, who did not want to be far away.

A wave of irritability appeared in his heart for some reason. Su Peng had already fantasized about the scene countless times in his heart, and returned to reality. The development of this scene still could not coincide with his imagination, he underestimated his heart, underestimated his patience, underestimated all his fantasies, his mind was hot, and a word came out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, let's break up. I'm in love with someone else. After Su Peng finished speaking, he looked away. deliberately didn't look at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was a little dazed. She wondered if she had misheard. She stared at the man across from her stupidly, her mind blank. Chaos appears in the void, and chaos is mixed with countless unknown elements. She became numb, losing her living features, becoming one with the air.