"I accompanied my sister to pick up her wedding dress this afternoon and watched her change the size in the bridal shop. I sat on the couch for a long time, looking at the beautiful outfits, and it occurred to me how nice it would be for you to wear them one day. I'll flip through their wedding dress styles and find a few that you might like and send you a look at them in a moment, okay? ”

"Send it again tomorrow, and rest early today."

"Okay, you can watch it whenever you want. There is no rush in this matter. Qin Hong yawned on the phone, "I'm sleepy, you should go to bed early." ”

"Okay, good night."

"Good night and goodbye."

Chen Ying confirmed that Qin Hong hung up before putting down the earpiece. She thought back to the conversation she had just had, and her emotions were a little difficult to calm down. The northwest wind was blowing outside the window, and a hint of coolness came in through the crack in the window. Chen Ying stood on the chair and carefully pasted the air leakage gap with scotch tape one by one. Outside the window, the campus has already fallen at night, and it looks quite lonely under the street lamps, and the snow on the campus road has been sprinkled with snow salt, and most of the snow on the road has melted, and the traces of the asphalt road have been revealed. Many branches still have a large amount of snow on them, covering the brown bark surface. She remembered the two most famous lines of Shelley's "Ode to the West Wind", and unconsciously read it out loud:

"If winter is coming, will spring be far away?"

Meow - Meow -

Probably seeing that she hadn't slept all the time, Xiaobai couldn't bear the loneliness, jumped from the bed to the table, jumped onto her chair again, and began to yell at her. She picked it up, turned it over again, pulled out the paper towel on the table, moistened it and wiped the dirt from the corners of its eyes. The cat's eyes were closed in satisfaction, and its four little furry paws curled up, motionless as she wiped them.

"You're right, it's time to sleep." She wiped the cat's face and tried to put it back on the chair cushion. But the cat hung on her sweater with hooked nails and refused to let go.

"Good, I'll brush my teeth and I'll be back." She tried her best to coax it.

But Xiaobai didn't buy it, it still desperately grabbed Chen Ying's clothes with its claws, lest she would leave, and hooked her sweater with many holes. Chen Ying had no choice but to hold the cat in one hand and walk into the water room with a cup in the other. She looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth, and thought back to what she had experienced that day, as if in a dream. She didn't know if it was because of the exhaustion that was causing her hallucinations, or if she was actually going through some kind of change. She went back to her bedroom to lay out the sheets, turned off the lights, and got into the bed with the cat in her arms. The bed was still so familiar and so warm. She tried not to think back to the mysterious words that Master Zhiyuan had said. Is that a prophecy? Maybe it's just speculation. After a while, she became confused, and vaguely felt the cat's paws still hanging from her clothes.

The phone screen lit up a bit.

She subconsciously unlocked the screen and clicked on a new message. There are two new messages. One is a few wedding photos sent by Qin Hong. Chen Ying glanced at it with her hand. The other one turned out to be sent by Ye Feng:

"Master Zhiyuan has already told me about today's events, I hope you don't mind too much."

"I'm fine, thank you for bothering."

"Although life is fate, it is also inseparable from the acquired effort, so don't worry too much."

"Okay."

"And that bonding thing is better to wear it all the time, the master said that you are weak, and it is good for you to wear it."

"Okay. Go put it on right away. ”

"Excuse me, good night."

"Good night."

Chen Ying sat up and stretched out her arms in the darkness to find the pendant she had obtained today. The cat was awakened by her getting up and let out a disgruntled cry. She rummaged through the backpack under the pillow and hanging from the bedside, but couldn't find it. At last she stood up and began to grope in the drawers of her desk and in the small boxes where the sundries were placed on the shelves, and at last she found the cool ornament from the corner of the bookshelf, put it around her neck, and tied it tightly from the back of her head.

She rolled over and fell into bed, and soon fell asleep. Probably because of the darkness, a book did not hold steady, fell from the shelf, fell on the chair, and did not make a sound. The book opens upwards. The light of the street lamp shining through the cracks in the curtains shines on this page, which is a poem:

"There are thousands of mountains and rivers in life

Say goodbye to you one by one

The flowers of the burial open and close in a certain degree

The fruit of Bodhi played the empty mountain

Tell me

Those footprints you hide under the fallen leaves

Hints at how many festival days

Exclusively for me to escape the law

First of all, there was a misunderstanding on both sides of the Lhasa River

And then spend a lifetime running to each other. ”