Back at school, it was half past two in the morning.

The dormitory manager opened the door reluctantly with a gloomy face, and glared at Zhong Yi fiercely, her old face in the dim light was like the old witch in a horror movie she had just watched in the cinema, but the real person was a little more spooky than under the camera.

Zhong Yi deliberately ignored the gaze of the dormitory aunt who could eat people, and carried a huge oppressive force on his back for no reason, raised his feet and stepped up the stairs, and before he walked a few steps, he heard the voice of the dormitory aunt behind him: "Hey, classmate, there is your package!" ”

She turned around and went downstairs, and several girls walked in one after another with a smile, passed past Zhongyi one by one, and walked upstairs, and the content of the conversation also fell into Zhongyi's eardrums intermittently.

Zhong Yi suddenly remembered that he hadn't said to Lu Yuchuan yet, "Happy New Year." ”

Following the dormitory manager to the duty room, a beautifully packaged square box was handed to her, Zhong Yi stretched out his hand to take it, and said "thank you", his eyes focused on the box for a while. In addition, the aunt in charge of the dormitory was about to start the "preaching mode" for her, and Zhong hurriedly escaped from the duty room with the box.

Back in the dormitory, the other three were already asleep. In order not to wake them up, Zhong Yi didn't even turn on the small table lamp, groped in the dark and walked lightly to the washstand, washed her face, and the stimulation of cold water under the skin instantly made her brain sober a lot, and then she changed her clothes and climbed into bed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Zhong Yi remembered the box she brought back from the duty room, and the dark lines on the surface of the box were quite familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere, but she couldn't remember no matter how she thought about them.

Just as she was about to give up on the issue and sleep peacefully to prevent sudden death, Zhongyi found that she couldn't fall asleep.

She rolled over, and the sound of even breathing came from the bed opposite, mixed with the sound of babbling and grinding teeth, and played the best dormitory "music show" of the year.

Without any sleep, Zhongyi opened his eyes and looked at the bed board for a while, sat up with his arms propped up, got out of bed and took the box on the desk, opened the mobile phone, and the screen immediately emitted a faint light.

She pulled out a ribbon tied with a bow and pulled it gently, and the ribbon immediately fell apart, and the box opened, revealing a postcard inside.

The photo above is of Alexandria Canyon, taken in the morning light.

Flipping it open, there is a short passage written in French: I can't see myself with my eyes closed, but I can see you.

Zhong Yi clearly remembered that the translation of this original sentence was from a line in a movie, and no one expected that after a five-year absence, Zhong Yi's sleeping memory would be awakened again.

At the same time last year, Zhongyi also received an anonymous package, no contact information, no address, only a postcard from a different country, with a short greeting written in English on the back: Happy Chinese New Year's Eve.

At that time, Zhong Yi already vaguely suspected that the person who sent her the postcard was actually An Shu. She once asked Xin Rui, and the other party said that he didn't send her any postcards, and the only person who explained it was An Shu.

Just like now, when we were fifteen years old, everyone watched the movie together, and only An Shu still remembers a line in it.

When everything was explained, Zhong Yi was not much happy, but even more depressed. She didn't know if the reason for her depression was because of Anshu's reluctance, and finally sent her a postcard every year in this way to tell her that he hadn't disappeared yet.

Thinking like this may be too mean, Leng Xue is not close to people, Zhong thought, if she can, how much she hopes that An Shu will appear in front of her and say to her in person, "Happy Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

January 1, 2008, 3 a.m.

Three hours and thirty-two seconds have passed since the previous year, 2007.

From time to time, a round of fireworks erupted in the dark sky, and soon disappeared in mid-air. The bitter cold wind continued to pour into the collar, and the icy chill suddenly dropped, causing goosebumps on the skin.

Zhong Yi sniffed his cold red nose, stood on the balcony with his arms folded, and kept repeating the sentence in a cold female voice on his mobile phone: I'm sorry, the number you dialed is empty.

She didn't believe that if An Shu could send her a postcard every year, why couldn't he even get through his phone? Was he deliberately avoiding her, or was he deliberately not in touch with her from now on?

She also has the contact information of An Shu in her hand, which she asked for from Zhong's mother, but whenever Zhong wants to talk to An Shu and can't get through to his mobile phone, she is cowardly and does not dare to contact Mr. An and Mrs. An directly.

Zhongyi took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, pressed off the "empty number" that he couldn't dial, and in the mobile phone address book, he looked up the number with the remark name "Anjia", hesitated a few times, and finally chose to give up.

She couldn't step through that hurdle, just like An Shu never knew whether she was in his heart, whether she was in a "sister" or a "person she liked".

After the start of the winter vacation, Zhong Yi chose to stay in City A, and became a fresh intern in the Internet company introduced by the counselor.

With a meager wage, he does a job that is more tiring than a dog.

This is the advice given to her by a tech nerd who has been in the company for six or seven years.

Fortunately, the top boss and those technical nerds took good care of her, and they didn't make it difficult for others, deliberately making things difficult for her. After half a month of internship in the company, the young lady at the front desk has already been very familiar with Zhongyi, and when she meets in the pantry, she will always pull her up to say a few words, and most of the topics are the otaku who complained about the technical department.

"Do you know why there are so few women in our company?" The young lady at the front desk deliberately sold Guan Zidao.

"Less salary? Doing more work than a dog? ”

"They were all scared away by those tech nerds."

After listening to it, Zhong Yi smiled slightly and did not answer. Walking out of the pantry with the brewed coffee, passing by the entrance of the R&D department, Sister Wei just walked out with the folder, "Sister Wei." Zhong Yi said hello.

Sister Wei heard the sound, raised her head and glanced at her, took the coffee from her other hand, and took a sip: "The taste is too strong, it's better to soak it lightly next time." ”

Zhong Yi originally wanted to say, "That's Lao Zhang's coffee", but it was also stuck in his throat and finally swallowed.

"Help me inform Lao Zhang, prepare for the meeting in a while, and ask him to prepare the documents for this meeting, don't do the same as last time, it's not as good as a primary school student." Sister Wei stuffed the half-drunk coffee back into Zhongyi's hand and left in a hurry.

Zhong Yi took half of the coffee he drank, walked to Lao Zhang's desk, put the coffee on Lao Zhang's left hand side, and conveyed the instructions that Sister Wei had just given: "Brother Zhang, Sister Wei asked you to prepare the documents for the meeting to be used, and the meeting will start in ten minutes." ”

"What?!" As soon as he heard that the meeting was going to start in ten minutes, Brother Zhang suddenly burst out: "Xiangwei, that femme fatale-hearted woman, ten minutes!" This man is more sincere than jealous of me, so he tortured me. ”

"The boss still wants coffee, I'll go first. Hello for yourself. Afraid of getting on fire, Zhong Yi silently withdrew from the camp of the two ruthless characters, fled from Lao Zhang's desk with his coffee, and hidden the shield in front of his desk computer.

After getting off work at night, Xu Huaisheng came to pick her up from work and went home, and the original tired love, after seeing Xu Huaisheng's whole person, the fatigue disappeared instantly, and was replaced by inexhaustible enthusiasm.

Walking out of the building, she ignored the endless flow of people pouring out of her surroundings, stepped on her high heels and trotted to Xu Huaisheng, did not brake the car, and crashed headlong into his warm and acquainted chest.

Xu Huaisheng took a few steps back, stabilized his body, put his hands on Zhongyi's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Thinking of me so much, I couldn't wait to rush over." ”

His low and clean voice with a light smile came from his ears, and the breath he exhaled sprinkled on her earlobes, and slowly, Xu Huaisheng saw that her ears began to turn red.

His laughter was even more unbridled: "What to do, I want to kiss you." ”

Zhong Yi was startled, and suddenly raised his head and refused: "No." It's still a company here! Touching the smile in his eyes, Zhong realized that he seemed to have been tricked by him.

The crowd kept coming out of the gate, then spreading out in all directions, leaving in different directions. When several otaku from the technical department came to Zhongyi's side, they deliberately stopped for a while, and while greeting Zhongyi, their eyes kept glancing at Xu Huaisheng up and down.

"Who is this?" The technical nerds who completely lost to Xu Huaisheng in terms of appearance, resigned themselves to believing that knowledge can change their fate, and they still have a chance.

"Boyfriend." Zhong Yi blinked his eyes and solemnly introduced Xu Huaisheng.

Xu Huaisheng gave a "good" look to match Zhongyi's sentence, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled lightly: "Zhongyi is taken care of by you at work." ”

"Where, where." It's over, not only can't you win people with your appearance, but it's already a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship.

From the company to the nearby bus stop, it was only about ten minutes, Xu Huaisheng kept holding Zhongyi's hand and holding it tightly.

While waiting for the bus, Zhong Yi received a call from the hospital, saying that Jiang Xiu was sick and hospitalized, and asked her to hurry over to go through the formalities. Zhong Yi didn't believe it at first, until the other party accurately reported Jiang Xiu's personal information, she said in a low voice: "I know, I'll go over right away, thank you." ”

After hanging up the phone, Xu Huaisheng saw her frowning and pondering, and realized that the call was a bit bad: "What's wrong?" ”

"A call from the hospital said that Jiang Xiu was hospitalized."

Xu Huaisheng waved to stop a taxi on the side of the road, opened the back door and waited for Zhong to sit on it, then opened the passenger door and sat on it, and told the driver the destination.

When she arrived at the hospital, she didn't care about the pain in her feet caused by wearing high heels for a day, so she walked to the nurse's station and asked Jiang Xiu's ward, and Xu Huaisheng followed her and took the elevator to the third floor of the inpatient department.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Zhong Yi saw Jiang Xiu lying on the innermost hospital bed at a glance. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks were sickly pale due to long-term malnutrition, and her whole body was much thinner.

The nurse walked into the ward, saw them, and asked softly, "Are you patients?" ”

Zhong Yi turned his head when he heard the voice, curled his lips and smiled, "I am Jiang Xiu's roommate, may I ask her what is sick." ”

"Hypoglycemia caused by malnutrition must be neglected to exercise, skipping meals and eating on time. Fortunately, it was delivered in time, and it would have been in shock a little later...... Oh yes, I haven't paid the handling fee yet, so remember to make up for it. ”

"I'll go, you stay here and take good care of her." Xu Huaisheng patted Zhongyi's shoulder, took a long step, and strode out of the ward.