Because her mentor gave her a letter of recommendation, and Ye Tang handed in a very weighty transcript, she received an offer from NYU before she graduated. But I don't know why, Ye Tang didn't tell Wang Yuan the news, and even Uncle Yun was instructed by her not to tell him the news.

So when the summer vacation came, Ye Tang was pulled by Kerwin to forcibly participate in a trip that he said would go because his refusal was invalid. It was Jeremy who drove them on Highway 1 in the United States.

On the first day, they flew to San Francisco, and Jeremy quickly rented a car. During the trip, Ye Tang was most looking forward to the Golden Gate Bridge, a bridge that has appeared in many Hollywood movies. They pulled over to the side and walked onto the sidewalk of the bridge, where the sea breeze blew in and had a faint salty smell.

Kerwin ran a long way away by himself excitedly, while Jeremy leaned against the railing next to Ye Tang, looking at the distant horizon like her. Ye Tang couldn't tell how she felt when she first entered this journey, although she was very familiar with Kerwin, she always felt that there was no way to fit in. Their personalities are too contrasting, and their different growth environments and cultural backgrounds make them unable to become so-called complementary girlfriends even if they are close, they can only be said to be good friends.

Friend, this is the word that Ye Tang reminded himself repeatedly after Wang Yuan returned to China. Over the course of the year, she has made a lot of friends with whom she is called. But it can only be regarded as being able to go to the library together to study on their own and learn from each other. As for life, she doesn't want to have too many intersections.

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In the evening, they stayed in the hotel, and Kerwin took Ye Tang as he lay on the bed and began to speak:

"CY, I think my brother is like you. There are so few words, I said that you don't necessarily have to answer a few words from me for a day, and your mouth is going to smoke! ”

"Oh, CY, what kind of boy do you like? I like the cute and shy guys, but they have to be taller than me! ”

“…… I, I don't have any ideas. ”

"There has to be an ideal type! It's okay to be abstract or concrete. ”

"Well, at least someone who understands me."

"People who understand you ......"

Hearing Ye Tang's answer, Kerwin nodded, seemingly at a loss. After a while, she fell asleep. Listening to the sound of even breathing from the other bed, Ye Tang resigned himself to getting up and turning off the light, lying on the bed, but thinking about the question just now.

What kind of people do you like? Those that she has experienced since she was a child, sometimes her body hurts, and she will think in her heart, what is love? Why would a mother choose to marry that person, and why does a person change so much over time? Maybe, she doesn't care so much about love anymore, the little ambiguities between boys and girls who began to sprout in junior high school, and those kisses that you can even glimpse in the library after college, Ye Tang never felt envious. Subconsciously, she didn't think she would like someone else.

has watched many movies, and the sensational love that she can't understand in domestic movies, how can she understand the love at first sight that foreigners go to bed for the first time? But it's a good question, and sometimes she doesn't want to go alone.

For the next countless days, they traveled from San Francisco to Monterey to Carmel. Along the way, join the parade and carnival of Chinatown, witness the ebb and flow of the bay, and visit the aquarium. The so-called reading 10,000 books, traveling 10,000 miles. The knowledge that originally existed only in Ye Tang's mind became vivid day by day.