Later, I only remember that it was really cold that day, but my heart was warm. I don't remember if I finished eating that pork fillet egg burger, and I can't remember the expression on my face that day, but I only remember that sentence, the sentence that was waiting for me in Beijing.

My memory goes back to the time when we first met, and he smiled at me with his eyebrows curled.

McDonald's repeatedly played the song "Waiting for You to Say You Love Me".

Wait for you to say you love me

So that these days

I haven't been lonely in vain

Wait for you to say you love me

Fireworks in my eyes

With what you say

How to scatter

The melody kept echoing in my head, and I couldn't even linger in my dreams.

I don't believe that the relationship that has been silent for so long, makes me sad, lonely, and melancholy for so long can really start again, and it is such an easy and happy beginning. It's as if we had to put it in the refrigerator for some reason. At the right moment, take it out and find it still fresh.

In the face of sudden love, I smiled happily. In fact, this scenario has been imagining in my mind for a long time.

So, this holiday season, we finally started to "officially interact".

We often run to the campus, and we reminisce about our memories.

In the same place, and our relationship is no longer so heavy and uncertain.

Of course, apart from campus, the most frequent date we go to is the library, and we will find a warm corner where I flip through a book while he sits next to him to review his homework and prepare for the college entrance exam.

Occasionally he turned his head and smiled sweetly at me, and I smiled back at him. We seem to have regained the tacit understanding we had when we were partners in the broadcast studio, and we can see through the bottom of our hearts with one look.

It was such a wonderful feeling, such a sense of belonging, and I often thought to myself that it would be nice if time had stood still like this.

We just sat side by side, we didn't need to say a word, he had my cheers, I had his company, and we just kept going until the earth was barren, how beautiful it should be.

In those days, it is always natural to think of words like "old and old" and "lifetime". Maybe it's because our relationship has gone through too much missing, too long separation, maybe it's just the feeling of being in love.

He also mentioned the unexpected meeting on campus that day, and he said that he felt indescribably sad when he saw me turn around, but it was that distress that made him more confident to save this relationship.

And I only laughed stupidly, for a long time, I only laughed.

What else can I say? It all happened so miraculously - the person I liked, he just happened to like me.

Sometimes we would run to the school playground together and play a little soccer in the afterglow of the setting sun when he was dizzy from doing something.

He always gently, as if he was afraid of hurting me, but he always easily sent the ball into my goal. And no matter how hard I tried, I would clumsily let him pounce on my ball.

Every time he hugged the ball I kicked tightly, mimicking the expressions and scenes from a comic we both loved, saying, "Wow, I caught my love again!" "That's when I can't stand up with a straight laugh.

It turned out that with Yan Xu's winter playground, it didn't get cold at all.

We will often talk about some interesting things, such as so-and-so, who liked a girl but was rejected countless times, drank a lot of liquor at night, and had the courage to shout "I love you" in the corridor of the teaching building, and then was ruthlessly sued by the girl to the teacher, and wrote a numberless review after sobering up......

There is also the fact that teacher so-and-so had an affair, teacher so-and-so resigned and went to the sea, and teacher so-and-so was promoted and made a fortune......

In short, we have found countless pastimes to cope with this cold winter. Life is comfortable and luxurious. I would always have doubts about this happiness, and Yan Xu would already pinch my cheek very skillfully and ask me, "Does it hurt?" The pain is real. ”