"Okay, the dog has grown up and has his own ideas, so you can do it yourself." The scumbag patted her on the shoulder, pretending to be an elder.

No one thought about the original meaning of the word "self-reliance", Chen Yue nodded, and said in a long voice: "I know~"

There were no classes in the afternoon or evening that day, and after packing up her things, Chen Yue lay down on the bed to prepare for a lunch break.

Four beds, half-open curtains, can clearly see what the people on the bed are doing, everyone is not shy about it.

Chen Yue turned over, facing the snow-white wall, her eyes wet inexplicably.

I am really grateful to my previous self, to myself a minute and a second ago, to her for being able to survive, to her for always having good thoughts about this world, and to the belated tenderness in this world.

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December 21 is the winter solstice of 2016.

It's winter.

After living a winter in the north, Chen Yue already understood that the winter in the north was much colder than in the south, but only compared to the outdoors.

The interior has always been like spring all year round.

This can't help but remind people of the lyrics: You are snowing in the bright sun in the south, and I am like spring in the cold night of the north.

On this day, it snowed, and at night, there was a thick layer of snow on every road in A-Big. Chen Yue didn't think about going out, just leaned on the window of the bedroom and watched.

This night, she planned to go to Song Yao's rented house to find him, and planned to give him a surprise. However, after knowing that Song Yao returned to Qingcheng, he could only dispel this idea.

I heard Ye Qingming say that he would come back tomorrow night, but who can say for sure?

Recently, I have learned more and more about Song Yao, his address, his family history, his preferences, etc.

In addition to the heartache, Chen Yue was left with helplessness.

In fact, in the twenty days that she hadn't been in contact with Song Yao, she thought about it, or she might not have the ability to pull Song Yao ashore.

If he can't persevere, leaving Song Yao behind at that time is the most cruel thing to him.

However, as she learned more and more, she found that she had no choice but to save him.

There are still five minutes to 12 o'clock, Song Yao is in Qingcheng, lying on the big bed in the villa, staring at the mobile phone screen, his fingers pressing the switch, sometimes the screen is on and sometimes the screen is black.

On the screen are two options, "Shut down and restart".

Song Yao pressed it again and again, and this action had lasted for more than ten or twenty minutes.

He knew what he was doing, but he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

Waiting for Chen Yue's call.

But what's the point of waiting, since there is no point, it's better not to wait.

Such questions come to mind again and again, and in the end, there is no result.

Turn it off, don't wait.

What else can you say to her? Let her go, and let yourself go.

At 23:58, Song Yao finally pressed the shutdown button.

"The phone you made is turned off......

The cold and mechanical female voice came from the earphones into her ears, and after Chen Yue sighed softly, she took off the earphones and hung up the phone.

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Chen Yue'er: Song Yao, happy 20th birthday/cake

When Song Yao saw this QQ message, it was already early the next morning.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Xunsheng pushed open his half-hidden door and asked.

"Hmm." Song Yao looked in the mirror, and finally helped the retro silver-rimmed glasses and tidied up the black bow tie.

Zhang Xunsheng came to pick him up in person, but it is conceivable that today's birthday party is by no means as simple as an ordinary party.

In addition to the driver, there were only two of them in the car, and it was surprisingly quiet.

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