After officially starting his life in New York, Ye Tang lived a life of filling. Her classes are usually concentrated in the morning, after which she will go straight to the cafeteria to work, and when she is done, she will change her clothes and go to taekwondo classes, and in the evening, she will study in the school library until 10 o'clock, and then return to her rented cabin.

On weekends, Kerwin would always come to her to play, so the two of them, plus Jeremy, would go to the park for picnics, art exhibitions, and photography exhibitions together. Jeremy's coldness seemed to be untenable to her, there seemed to be nothing he didn't know, nothing he wasn't good at.

When she was in taekwondo class this day, the girl who was practicing with her pounced on her like a ruthless hand, which reminded her of the punches and kicks of the previous person, or maybe she was depressed, and her movements became heavier and heavier. In the end, the two almost fought, and the coach hurriedly separated them with the frightening look, calming their emotions and asking what was going on.

The girl suddenly cried and bowed to Ye Tang,

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just that I'm really, so uncomfortable. ”

“…………”

"I broke up with him today, but I was reluctant, I love him so much......"

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at the breathless girl who was sitting opposite and crying, she walked over and hugged her gently,

"At least, you loved."

On this day, Ye Tang did not go to the library, but went home directly, she remembered Wang Yuan, the name that hurts even when she mentions it now. Which is more miserable, love or wishful thinking, she doesn't know, she just feels a little envious, envious of that girl's once beautiful love, and she doesn't even have this.

She found his variety show on the computer to watch, but found that he was a little strange on the screen, and he was not the same as the Wang Yuan she knew. On the screen, he was smiling, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, it was a tired, habitual laugh. She thought back to his laughter in those years, and it was a little blurry, but she remembered that he was cold most of the time at that time, but when he laughed, it seemed that the world was bright.

Laughing, Wang Yuan's laughter, Ye Tang suddenly remembered those photos when he went to Yellowstone Park to play, the memory card with all Wang Yuan's smiles. She flipped out her micro-slip, but found that it was empty, full of scenery from Highway 1 this year. The memory card that held those memories, she didn't know where she had put it.

She rummaged through the cabinets, and didn't let go of a corner, looking for it. An hour passed, and even the room was messed up by her, but there was not a trace of it. She sat down in the mess, and just sat and cried.

Wang Yuan...... I've lost your laughter......"

Tears dripped on her left hand, and when she stroked it, the different feel reminded her of her tattoo, the small pattern that she habitually ignored after looking at it for a long time.

She seemed to go back to the day when she went to get a tattoo, and he was smiling and his face was full of joy. The tattoos on the arms began to get piping hot, bringing warm skin, like a brand.

Luckily, I still have this memory that won't go away. She turned on her phone and posted a message in the new WeChat circle of friends:.

"When I'm tired of everything, I think of you, I think of you living and existing somewhere in the world, and I'm willing to put up with everything. Your presence is important to me. ”