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I decided to walk at the door of the girls' dormitory, because I knew that the dormitory was as deserted as a morgue, so I hesitated and refused to enter, and at this time, I heard a voice "Wenyu——"

Someone was calling her name, Ye Wenyu raised her head happily, and saw Jiang Zhiming striding towards her with a smile, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

It is naturally best for someone to care about herself, but if that person is Jiang Zhiming, then she would rather no one care about her.

The sky began to snow one after another, Ye Wenyu was wearing a black down jacket, a red scarf, black and thick green silk hair was draped down on both sides, and a palm-sized lower face was shining under the lead-gray sky, but there was no smile on her face, like ink-dyed eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Jiang Zhiming looked at Ye Wenyu like this, and only felt that she was like a little girl in a fairy tale, so beautiful and so lovable. His heart couldn't stop the pain like a pull, he was carrying a big bag of things in his hand, heavy, pulling his arm straight down, he remembered what the Buddha said, the most precious thing in life is not to get and to lose, Ye Wenyu, is his can't get it.

Today, during the New Year, he and Lin Tingyue had dinner at a Western restaurant outside and returned to their home. With the help of Lin Tingyue, after his mother's cancer surgery was over, in order to facilitate follow-up treatment, Jiang Zhiming decided to take his parents out of his hometown in the southwest and let them settle down in S City.

Lin Tingyue is really capable, to be exact, it is the Lin family who has great powers, in short, in the end, with the help of Lin Tingyue, Jiang Zhiming rented a big house in Xiangyang, Lin Tingyue paid a year's rent for him at one time, and his parents finally settled down in S City.

Nowadays, the two old people have suffered all their lives facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and they are very satisfied with their lives in S City, urban life is far more convenient and comfortable than rural mountain villages, and it is only a five-minute drive to the hospital, and it is also very convenient to go to the son's school, in addition, the son is a sophomore, and has found a beautiful, rich, sensible and capable girlfriend, and when the son graduates from college and has a job, life will be like a sesame flower, and his mother is recovering well after the operation, and the doctor said that it is basically a clinical cure, don't worry.

Therefore, when the family celebrates the New Year, they are happy, the old man makes a table of meals, the family sits around watching TV while eating, talking and laughing, it is falling outside like a little snow like catkins, and the north wind is whining like a knife, but indoors, Jiang Zhiming's mother turned on the stove heated by electricity, which is very comfortable and very warm, and his mother also thoughtfully gave him pickled vegetables, brought two kinds of melon seed snacks in front of him, and placed a large bouquet of red and bright plum blossoms on the coffee table in the living room. It was a year ago that my mother deliberately went to the nearby flower market to buy it for the New Year, and when a person was in the mood to buy flowers, it showed that she was very happy and was not forced by life.

Jiang Zhiming saw a happy father, he was also very satisfied, his mother was proud of such a capable and excellent son, in this life, she did not enjoy the blessings of her husband, but she enjoyed the blessings brought by her son, therefore, the old man was busy making tea and cutting fruits for him from time to time, and let him enjoy the leisurely winter vacation with peace of mind.

It was at this time that Jiang Zhiming thought of Ye Wenyu. He looked at the snowflakes outside, which were falling bigger and bigger, and at first they were just sporadic drizzles, small, crumbling, and melting when they fell to the ground, but now, they became a large patch, a large patch, like pulling cotton wool, and the ground and the roof soon turned white.

Looking down from the window, the cars parked downstairs were like white fat steamed buns, and the road had become sandwiches, black in the middle and white on both sides.

There were still lead-gray clouds in the sky, but they seemed to be frozen, and they did not move even if the north wind was blowing vigorously, and it seemed that the snow would fall very much, for a long time.

Jiang Zhiming looked at the snow that was falling heavier and heavier outside, and then looked at his home, his parents were taken to the big city by him, from clothing to state, they were much better than before, his whole person, since he met Lin Ting, has undergone earth-shaking changes, his kind of change, many people have been poor all their lives, and they can't do it all their lives. He was very glad that he had met Lin Tingyue and made a wise decision, so that he had a happy and comfortable life now.

But—

Jiang Zhiming couldn't help but think of another person, that, the girl he met at the beginning of college, who was as miserable as himself, her name is Ye Wenyu, how is she doing, is she still fighting against poverty like before, like a brave Don Quixote, making stubborn resistance in the face of cruel life? She once told him that her parents divorced when she was young, she was admitted to college and her mother remarried and reorganized the family, she lost her family overnight, she spent the Spring Festival at school last year, when her foot was injured, no one cared about her except him to take care of her, she was like an orphan, bravely living in this world.

So where will she spend the Spring Festival this year? Is there anyone around her who cares about her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiming's heart ached. He stood up like a lightning bolt and hurried out like a gust of wind, ignoring his mother's worried admonitions: "Why are you going out so cold, put on more clothes and go out-"

He thought to himself, compared with Ye Wenyu, he has a home, and he has parents who love him, and he is happy.

Now, standing in front of Ye Wenyu, Jiang Zhiming retracted his kite-like thoughts, his heart was happy and sour, happy that she was finally as he expected, homeless, and wanted to spend the Spring Festival alone in the girls' dormitory, he was sour, she was really pitiful, it was too distressing.

Jiang Zhiming took a deep breath, stuffed the big bag in his hand into Ye Wenyu's hand, and said to her: "It's the New Year, this is what I sent you, Happy Spring Festival!" ”

Ye Wenyu was caught off guard, looking at the large and small bags of gift bags in her hands, including tea, snacks, and cooking oil, she couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart, although these gifts were like giving them to the elderly, but it was still a happy thing for someone to care about her during the Chinese New Year.

She said gratefully: "Thank you, Jiang Zhiming, but I can't accept your gift for nothing." ”

Jiang Zhiming immediately smiled and said: "Take it, so that it will look like the New Year, I still have to leave beforehand, goodbye." As if he was afraid that she would stuff the gift box back to him, Jiang Zhiming ran away as if he had escaped.

Ye Wenyu was stunned, wanting to stop his name, but found that on the white snow, there was no trace of him, and only two lines of black footprints remained.