In a place where they are familiar with each other, even if they are just two people who have never known each other, fate will write a story for them in time that even they don't know each other.

Today is the anniversary of Haida University, and a woman came to Haida early, but all the excitement of Haida seems to have nothing to do with her.

She came to the library, which was very few people today, so she made a registration and went straight to a bookshelf.

The book was still there, she picked it up, closed her eyes, and spread it out with both hands.

She opened her eyes nervously, and what she saw was a bookmark, and the words on it were still clear.

"Thank you, I want to see you the most when I open my eyes."

She looked at these familiar words, a little lost. She'd been here many times, but each time there were only those words, these words of thanks that she had written down herself.

She pulled out a piece of paper from her bag, which seemed to be carefully kept. Gently opened, there were only four words in it Hello, come on.

She looked at the words on the paper, smiled and muttered, this word still felt a little ugly.

She closed the book and put it back on the shelf, looked at the title and smiled, maybe he didn't remember the book at all. After sorting out her emotions, she walked outside, and when she was about to go out, she looked at the bookshelf again, and there was a book she had just opened, and the name of the book was "If You Give Me Three Days of Light".

In her junior year, she fell ill and began to see clearly, and the doctor told her that she needed to replace her cornea, and what scared her the most was that she couldn't find a matching cornea in a short time. Money can be channeled, of course she understands this truth. But she didn't dare to tell her family, because the conditions at home were not good, and she was even more afraid that her family would worry, although it was irrational.

She didn't know how to face such a reality, and her roommate found out that something was wrong with her, and she didn't say anything and hid herself. Gradually, she began to face up to her own problems, and also found a book called "If You Give Me Three Days of Light", which was very inspirational.

She went to the hospital that day and was told by doctors that it would get worse and worse, and that there was a good chance that her eyes would lose their light from now on. She didn't know how to get back to the dormitory until the next day, when the hospital called her and sent a special car to pick her up from school.

When she arrived at the hospital, the doctor returned her school bag, and she learned from the doctor that when she returned to school, she dropped her school bag in a taxi and was taken back to the hospital.

Then the doctor smiled and told her that he could reassure her that he would soon be able to help her find a matching cornea. She didn't understand, but she knew that she couldn't afford such an operation.

The doctor told her not to worry, someone had already paid for it.

How could such a thing happen in reality, she didn't believe it.

She began to wonder if the man had some bad motives. Although she is not narcissistic, she is still confident in her looks.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, that person didn't appear, and her heart slowly settled down. Cooperate with the hospital to prepare. She told the family what had happened, and her parents came, and in front of her, neither of them was crying, but she knew that they would be out of sight, red-eyed.

Maybe it was her family by her side, her heart was very settled, and she suddenly wondered who that person really was. The hospital replied to her that they didn't have any information about the man, just a man, not very old.

Although she didn't know what the purpose of that person was, these days, she slowly wondered what kind of man he would be. She was very nervous on the day of the operation, the person who was waiting still did not come, she was afraid that she would never see the world again when she came out of the operating room, and she would never know what he looked like, she wanted to remember this man she had never known.

Luckily, her surgery was a success, and the person didn't show up until she was discharged a week later. She finally believed that the man really just wanted to help her, and that there was no impure motive as she had imagined.

When she was discharged from the hospital, the hospital refunded her a large amount because the amount of money paid in advance was relatively large. The remaining amount is also an astronomical amount for her family.

She didn't dare to ask for it, but she didn't know who to give it back.

When she returned to school, when she was sorting out her school bag, she found that the book "If You Give Me Three Days of Light" was still there, and she hadn't returned it. Thinking that it would be due for a while, she was ready to return it back.

She also liked the book, it gave her a lot of courage to face the helplessness of the time, and she opened the book again, and a note fell out of it.

The paper was the receipt of the hospital where she had the operation, she was curious, looked at it carefully, and then she found that there was black handwriting on it, only four very simple words Hello, come on.

Her tears fell, and even though the doctor had told her to avoid tears, she couldn't help it. The person who silently helped her left her a word, and the person she was waiting for finally had a clue.

She thought she would get into her taxi at the gate of Haida, and it should be an alumnus of Haida. So she returned the book and made a bookmark to put inside, hoping to find the person through the book.

In the days that followed, she studied and worked very hard, and worked hard to find that person, and often returned to Haida to read this book.

It's just that the person still didn't show up after all.

Many people will be there today's school anniversary, she thought, finally blending into the excitement of Haida.

The leaders still attach great importance to the anniversary of Haida University, and the functional areas have their own characteristics along the way, with banners and witty slogans, and colorful flower garlands dotting the whole school. The cultural landscape exudes the atmosphere of a mountain of books.

"Wow, Lao Zhu, you look like a dog when you dress up." Hou Qing looked at Zhu Zhicheng, rubbed the fabric of his clothes with his hands, and praised him.

"How do you speak, it's a dignified appearance." Zhu Zhicheng straightened his chest, tried his best to show a dignified appearance, looked left and right, and didn't see Han Yichen, so he asked, "Where's the boss?" ”

"In the principal's office." After Hou Qing finished speaking, he pulled Xia Yanran and waved goodbye to Zhu Zhicheng: "Let's go relive the old times." ”

"Brother, how about you look at the one on the right?" Qiao Wei pointed to a little girl on the right side of the red carpet and said to Qiao Dong.

"It's too small. People will think it's my daughter. Qiao Dong glanced at it and said helplessly. He was forced by his mother to come over today, and he always said that he was almost thirty years old, and he didn't have a girlfriend.

"It's the first few, it is estimated that only the fairies in the sky can enter your eyes." Qiao Wei complained dissatisfiedly, and suddenly found that there was a very beautiful girl at the sign-in area, so she pulled Qiao Dong and exclaimed, "Brother, look, how about the sign-in place at the venue." ”

The girl who was standing at the check-in desk looked over to the source of the sound as if sensing that someone was discussing her.

"It's okay. But taste doesn't work. Qiao Dong said perfunctorily.

The girl's brows furrowed, she looked at the suit on her body, and glared at Qiao Dong with some disgust.

What kind of person, the flirtatious girls have all been flirted with to school. I dare to say that I don't have taste, but today I have deliberately dressed up, although the clothes are old and smaller, but she likes it.

Qiao Dong was a little embarrassed by the glare, and added to Qiao Wei, "It's still a little fierce." ”