Everyone has dreams, looks forward to the future, and runs towards the future.

Du Xiaowan came to Pratt to study, and the teachers here are all highly qualified and have won certain awards.

The study here is something that Du Xiaowan has a deep experience.

Zhou Qingyu accompanied Du Xiaowan to complete all the formalities, and Du Xiaowan's study abroad career officially began.

Du Xiaowan started the first day of class, and her heart was surging, and international students from all over the world were of all colors.

Zhou Qingyu arranged everything and drove to the company to work.

Twenty years ago, Ke Yixuan came to the United States for the secret recipe, and twenty years later came to the United States again for his own commitment.

Stepping on this land again, Ke Yixuan's heart couldn't tell what kind of mixed tastes it was.

Ke Yixuan returned to his apartment, made a phone call, took off his coat, and stood in front of the window in contemplation.

sent people to find Du Xiaowan's whereabouts, but there was no news.

It was almost afternoon at this time, so after a brief tidying up, he walked out of the apartment and walked out.

The day's classes were over, and Zhou Qingyu waited outside the school early.

"Xiaowan, how are you feeling today?"

"Sister Zhou, I don't think I'm good enough, before I came here, I thought I was very talented, but now, I don't think I understand anything."

Learning is never-ending.

Tend to hover in one stage, and when you suddenly enter another class, you will find that you have too many deficiencies.

"Xiaowan, it's only the first day, just like that, you will definitely be very good."

"Let's go eat. Woohoo......"

Zhou Qingyu was excited from the bottom of her heart, and she was sure that she had not mistaken Du Xiaowan.

Pleasant dinner, easy conversation, all kinds of good.

Zhou Qingyu sent Du Xiaowan back to the apartment, said what would happen tomorrow, and left first.

"Xiaowan, you rest early, see you tomorrow morning, bye."

"Bye-bye, Sister Zhou."

When Zhou Qingyu drove past the central square, he stopped the car and went to the square for a walk.

Walking slowly on the neat streets, the crowds coming and going are particularly pleasant.

There are jugglers and music in the square, and various artists perform on the street, and a saxophone song aroused Zhou Qingyu's interest.

Delicate and tactful, with the wind, gentle feelings.

The beautiful and delicate saxophone music is full of emotion and makes people feel refreshed.

Zhou Qingyu slowly walked into the crowd, a man, with curly hair, his hands pressed on the saxophone keyboard, his fingers dancing rhythmically.

With his head slightly bowed and his eyes closed, the saxophone was on the man's lips, gently swaying to the rhythm.

The lights on the street sometimes shine on the men, and the affectionate interpretation makes passers-by feel the poignant and passionate music.

Zhou Qingyu listened to the intoxication, this kind of interpretation can often be seen in the United States, but this saxophone is indeed a rare blessing for the ears today.

Listening to the intoxication, Zhou Qingyu was immersed in the song, and someone accidentally bumped into her when she left.

accidentally took a few steps back, but this retreat actually stepped out of his marriage.

Zhou Qingyu took a few steps back, and suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something?

As soon as he stepped on his heel, Zhou Qingyu felt it, and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, and his heel just stepped on the person behind him.

"I'm so sorry I accidentally stepped on you, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, lady."

The man wears a long trench coat and a silk scarf to make the man full of British style.

The man's face could not be seen clearly in the dim night, the outline was vaguely visible, and the body was moderately proportioned.

It can also be seen that it is a Chinese.

Zhou Qingyu apologized to the man, and the man said that it didn't matter, and turned to leave the crowd.

Looking at the back of the man slowly walking away, Zhou Qingyu was touched by the figure, tall and stunning.

The man Zhou Qingyu stepped on was none other than Ke Yixuan.

A chance encounter, just like fate arranged in advance, is destined to have a next encounter.

Zhou Qingyu smiled, stared for a few seconds, and then turned around and walked towards the car.

Ke Yixuan's mood was a little heavy, and the moving song echoed in his ears for a long time.

The night is hazy, handsome men and beautiful women, in groups, and occasionally a few couples are seen hugging and kissing each other.

Ke Yixuan set foot on this land this time, thinking of finding Du Xiaowan to confess to her and staying here to exchange her for the rest of her life.

Until Du Xiaowan said that he didn't love her, just to make up for the guilt and emotional transfer of his mother.

Ke Yixuan suddenly realized that his heart for Wan Niang had never stopped, until Du Xiaowan's refusal, and he truly let go of this so-called compensatory love.

Zhou Qingyu had the next encounter because of this accident, and from misunderstanding to true love, he struggled for a long time in his heart.

Love is accidental, love is poignant, but also beautiful. Love can't be interpreted, only when you meet the right person, love will stay young forever.

Du Xiaowan was quietly reading a book in the apartment alone, the night was so quiet, but her heart was worried about someone.

Closing the book and absorbing the knowledge learned that day, Du Xiaowan was excited on the first day of class, "Du Xiaowan, come on!" ”

Give yourself encouragement, cheer yourself up, a strange country, an unfamiliar environment, Du Xiaowan always motivates herself.

Zhou Qingyu came home a little late, took a hot bath, and went to bed with a cup of warm denim.

Drinking cowboys, I closed my eyes and recalled the saxophone of the square, the tune is intriguing.

Leng Buding's ears rang with the man's voice.

Zhou Qingyu was stunned for a moment, how could there be the voice of the man in the square?

One man stood in the middle of the water, one man in the dim light.

And Ke Zhenhao, who was interrupted at this time, was on a plane bound for the United States.