It was snowing outside, the first time this year, that she refused to go to church with the Smiths, and instead walked the streets by herself.

The sky was like goose feathers, she held an umbrella, and the snow fell on it, and it dissipated in an instant, saying that on a snowy day, the world would become clean and peaceful. She sighed, and the white vapor was faint in front of her. There was a sound of people building snowmen on the lawn on the side of the street, and she stopped to watch for a long time before she unhurriedly swayed to the door of Just's bar.

Looking inside through the glass floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Tang saw the figure of the boss's wife and daughter, who came from China to accompany the boss for the New Year. The glass window projected her alone, she has long been used to loneliness, but somehow she began to feel sad, how did she spend Christmas in previous years? Can't remember.

Walking down this road, it was the park where she walked with Wang Yuan that night, and it was here that she received a call that she hadn't called for a long time, and it was the first and last time she had a friend who came out with her at night to press the road. At this time, Ye Tang realized that in his heart, he was already a friend.

Thinking about the words of that night, she felt a little guilty but did not regret it,

"It's better to make it clear sooner, we are indeed not people of the same world."

She muttered to herself, comforting herself.

After a long walk outside, her nose was red from the cold, she returned home, and they hadn't come back yet, so she hid in her room, sitting on the carpet in front of the window, she took her mobile phone and swiped the Christmas layout pictures posted by various people on ins, but she stumbled upon Wang Yuan's airport Reuters, and he arrived home.

Wang Yuan on the other side had just gotten off the plane, and the jet lag had not yet reversed, and the screams of fans and the huge crowded flow of people gave him a little headache, and his expression was a little dazed under the cover of his hat and mask. When he got home, he fell asleep, knowing that from tomorrow onwards, he would start working again on a continuous basis.

But fortunately, most of the work at the end of the year is attended by groups, and where there are brothers, you can be a little more comfortable.

"Yuan'er, have a hot pot tonight? Qianxi and I will pick you up? ”

"Just waiting for your words!"

Wang Junkai shouted in the group, and they made an appointment for dinner in the old place. Although the man didn't flick when he had tears, when Wang Yuan pushed the door in, when he saw Wang Junkai who was smiling and opening his arms to him, his eyes were also red, and while talking hypocritically, he walked over and hugged him again. Qianxi was the same, sitting on the side, smiling like a mother and watching the two of them make trouble.

"How has it been in the past six months?"

"It's okay, I've learned a lot, it's the chili noodles in Chongqing!"

"Hahaha, let you eat enough tonight."

…………

During the dinner, they accidentally chatted about "Girl" and "Rainbow Clouds" written by Wang Yuan, and jokingly asked if there are many beauties abroad.

"I don't really make many friends, but I have an American friend named Frank, and we can talk a lot. The other situation is more complicated, and I don't know if I can be considered a friend now. ”

"How?"

"Her name is Ye Tang, she is a Chinese student, a year younger than me, she has a lot of personality, nay, when I came back the day before Christmas, she said that we should not see each other in the future. But to be honest, I didn't do anything to be sorry for her. ”

“…… Brother Yuan, you. ”

"Forget it, I'll tell you all about it."

After listening to the story, Xiao Kai and Qianxi glanced at each other,

"There's no reason why you said, 'Don't meet again?'"

"I think that phone call was a key, and she said, 'We're not people of the same world.'"

"Well, but why would you help her? The first time I helped her pay for it. Qianxi asked the key.

"Well, what about the devil? Maybe my conscience has exploded? Let's talk about it, it's a kind of compatriot feeling. I used to run all over the world, but eventually I would return to China, and now I run all over the world, and finally I will fly back to Boston. I think about the motherland, I think about Chinese, and I think about the Chinese. Later, I thought she was quite interesting, unlike many people I had been in contact with, and it was obvious that she closed her heart. I think she's too lonely, and the boss says she's always been alone. It's even lonelier than we are. That's fate, so I thought about helping. ”

…………

Later, Wang Yuan came home, held his mobile phone, and accidentally swiped a sentence.

"Whenever two people meet, there are actually six people present. That is who they are in each eye, who they are in the eyes of each other, and who they really are. – Lawrence Peter"