On December 14th, it snowed heavily, and the whole world seemed to be full of parting.

The wind from last night has not stopped to this day, but the white clouds seem to be able to be picked at will. The original roads are now covered with snow, but this comfortable and quiet world is always too late to appreciate it, and it has been contaminated by people in a hurry, and pieces are broken.

And parting sometimes comes quickly, and we can't afford to refuse.

When they arrived at the school, Xin Yu and the others learned that Mr. Yu Guangzhong had passed away today. The lessons prepared by the old class were also temporarily modified, but it took a whole class and it was not finished.

I never thought that I could compare snow to white silk, but at that moment, outside the window, I was soaked in snow, because of this complete parting, it was full of sadness everywhere, as if I wanted to put a cloth on everyone.

This depressed mood made Xin Yu inevitably think of his deceased father.

Because her father left very early, Xin Yu rarely thought of him, and the last time she thought of him was when the old class sent her to participate in the school magazine selection last month.

The title of that essay asked them to describe their thoughts. So that's when she wrote "He Sits Next to Me."

I'll pour you a cup

Favorite brandy

The rest will be sprinkled into heaven and earth and poured out on you

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You said I came

Floating white catkins

Like someone's lingering thoughts

Gathering and wandering wildly

Not a word in it

But it's like a thousand thoughts

So he named me Xinyu

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And I didn't have many days

I'm thinking about you

Even remembered by the time tossed upside down

Put you in the corner of oblivion to breathe

Occasionally

Quite occasionally

A certain mention

Scene talk

The mark you gave me

It's a little clearer

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En's slightly clearer

I deliberately pretended to be slightly clear

Tears have long been hung in their clothes

I don't miss it

When it rises, it will be waves

Wind and rain

into the immortal dust of heaven and earth

Overwhelming

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And if there is a distance between this thought

Then the farthest one must be

Me and you next to me

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It's just that I didn't expect that because of a topic, it was too consistent with Nanxi's, and I was punished by the old class for running laps.

She didn't know that it was the old class who read Nanxi's poems and deliberately gave Nanxi a chance to be alone with her. And it was because of that opportunity that Nanxi secretly kissed her face, which made her move her eyes to Nanxi from then on.

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Dozens of kilometers away from the school, the airport is also surrounded by the atmosphere of parting. Because Zeng Shu is going to go abroad with Jone soon.

When I woke up yesterday, when Zeng Shu found that her body had her own soul, she was so excited that she almost cried.

This trip abroad can be regarded as a trip, and I will say goodbye to this period of dream-like days.

Jin Tang agreed to Jone so definitely at the beginning, but also to give himself a belief. I believe that Zeng Shu will definitely be able to exchange it with her sister.

Fortunately, it turned out to be the case, and although he was reluctant to let her go now, he knew that it might be an opportunity for her to regain her dreams, and he had to support it.

Jin Tang patted Jone's shoulder and asked Jone to take good care of Zeng Shu, otherwise he would fly over at any time and bring Zeng Shu back.

Jone also punched him in the chest, telling him to put a hundred hearts, and then Jin Tang gave Zeng Shu a hug and watched her leave.

This is the first time they have been separated since they were reunited. Jin Tang really didn't know if he could bear not seeing her for so many days.

When he went abroad, Zeng Shu was indeed busy all the time, and the major exhibitions were turning around to help Jone take photos. At night, I fell asleep as soon as I got into bed.

At that time, Zeng Shu knew why Jone had to call her, because she was so bullying, and ordinary people really didn't want to do this job.

Finally, there was no exhibition one morning, Zeng Shu wanted to rest and sleep well, but Jone took her out.

Zeng Shu thought that Jone wanted to take her around, but it turned out that he found a place on the Internet that there was a photo contest and helped her sign up. He really didn't let her sit idle for a moment. I thought he was a very understanding boss, but now I don't think so anymore.

The rules of the competition are very simple, give each contestant an hour to take any photos around, and then choose the one they are most satisfied with to compete. Of course, players who do not return after an hour will be considered as forfeit.

It's a deceptively simple question, and there are several famous attractions and buildings around the venue. Zeng Shu knew that most photographers would definitely go to those places to shoot.

But she has a soft spot for these seemingly ordinary streets, similar buildings, and the faces of foreigners who look the same.

She has always liked to look for unusual feelings in the ordinary, and although she knows it's not easy, she likes to experiment.

As soon as the rules were announced, Jone was going to take her to a place he thought was beautiful. Because Jone wasn't here for the first time, he was much more familiar than her. Jone was well-intentioned and wanted to save her time, but Zeng Shu refused.

Every photographer has their own feeling of taking pictures, and Jone knew that Zeng Shuding had his own ideas, so he didn't get involved anymore and found a café nearby to wait for her.

Zeng Shu walked along the nearby streets, took pictures when he saw his favorite corners, and also walked into a few stores to take a look, and recorded his favorite places. It's not like I'm going to compete at all, but I'm a person who has finally come abroad and tasted every bit of it here.

But these are perhaps the most easily ignored by these foreigners, because they are too familiar with this place, feel too ordinary, and have not carefully observed and experienced it.

An hour later, in a hurry, under the advice of Jone, they selected a photo to wash it out and use it for competition.

I have to say that many of the photos look shocking, after all, Zeng Shu is the first time I have seen them, and some photos are similar, but each photographer has a different feeling.

However, unexpectedly, the judges, who were not announced at the beginning, turned out to be pedestrians walking on the road.

Given the same hour, whoever gets the most votes from passers-by will be the first in the work.

"Well, that's interesting, isn't it?"

When Jone stood on the side of the road with her, he was even more excited than she was, and he also helped her shout and let people come and see the pictures she took.

"Thank you."

"Yo hey, don't scold me and I won't let you rest."

Zeng Shu smiled and nodded, she liked the feeling just now, she had been a long, long time, she didn't have that feeling, and she kept walking in order to seek beauty.

Perhaps people have seen too much of the mountains and rivers and are tired of seeing the grandeur and majesty of the building, but unexpectedly her little jasper won the first place that day.

"Zeng Shu"

When the organizer called her name, she asked more, do you have anything to do with Zeng Li?

Zeng Shu was surprised, how could they know their father's name.

After the exchange, I learned that they had held the same event many years ago, and the first place at that time was her father.

But when they asked her if your father was okay, Zeng Shu almost felt the urge to cry.

Because my father is really a person who regards photography as his life, in order to take a good photo, he is not afraid of thousands of miles, mountains and dangers, and wind and rain. However, such a serious person fell to the bottom of the mountain and died during a shooting.

When he left the house, the sky was clear as usual, and he smiled as brightly as usual, and their father and daughter familiarly did not like to chirp me and me every time they went out, so they did not say goodbye that day, but parting became forever.

Zeng Shu's original dream was not to become a photographer, but after her father died, she chose to study photography in college, because she wanted to walk the path her father had walked, to see the scenery that her father had seen, and to help him walk around the places he hadn't walked and had not seen.

But unexpectedly, it was discarded in the middle because of the dialect. She had cried for a long time in front of her father's grave, and confessed to her father with trembling hands that she could no longer help her father fulfill his dream.

Zeng Shu thought that her hands were so useless that she couldn't hold the camera anymore, so she could still have today, but in the end she couldn't help crying.

Jone couldn't see that the girl was crying, and this was not his girlfriend, so he didn't dare to go up and help her wipe her tears, so he could only tell her at a loss, don't cry.

But Zeng Shu said to him, thank you, really, if you hadn't insisted on letting me work with you, then if I was sure of my photography talent, I might not have a job now, or I might be in a position I don't like. Thank you so much.

"Actually... In fact, this is all the credit of Jin Tang. ”

"How so?"

Zeng Shu looked at Jone with tears in his eyes and a look of surprise.

Jone replied to her: "I don't like you again, do you think there will be such a good boss as me in this world for no reason?" How have you tolerated and indulged you? It was Jin Tang who asked me to treat you like this, because he said that what you need now is the affirmation of others for you. Because someone has cursed you for too long, you have completely lost faith in yourself. ”

Jin Tang, Jin Tang, how many things have you done for me behind my back.

In the afternoon, Jone said that she was given half a day off, but Zeng Shu insisted on completing her own work.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I came out of the exhibition tired and half-dead and was about to take a taxi back to the hotel, Jin Tang actually appeared at the door of the building where the exhibition was held, leaning on the bus with his pocket, and smiling at her.

After Zeng Shu saw it, he suspected that he was wrong at first, and after confirming that it was him, he threw himself into his arms. The tone was full of longing.

"Why are you here?"

"Dare to ask me, you're so busy these days, you don't have time to pay attention to me."

Jin Tang flicked her forehead with his index finger.

"That's not to blame your brother, who has a full schedule for the day."

Originally, Jone didn't want to disturb the two of them, after all, he knew that they hadn't been seen for a few days, and he would definitely need time to linger, but when he heard Zeng Shu say this, he had to defend himself.

"Brother, I'm for your own good, such a beautiful photographer, if I don't let her be busy all day, maybe she will be abducted by some handsome foreign guy, you don't know, how many foreign guys have been staring at her these days, and even came to ask me about her."

Hearing Jone say this, Jin Tang was in a hurry, and put his arm around Zeng Shu's waist and said, right?

"What's the matter, I've never been so popular, don't listen to him lie to you."

"Fool, only you don't know how attractive you are."

It's over, the two of them are tired again, Jone quickly stepped aside and said, I'll go back to the hotel first, you take your time.

Zeng Shu and Jin Tang went to have dinner first, and at the dinner table, Zeng Shu told him what he had done in the past few days abroad, as well as the competition in the morning. I haven't bothered to talk to him these days because I'm busy, so I can't stop talking about it.

When she was talking energetically, Jin Tang got up on the mysterious stool and kissed her on the lips, Zeng Shu immediately shut up.

"I don't want to hear that right now."

"That's... What to listen to? I didn't care about going anywhere else, so I couldn't talk about anything else. ”

"I..."

"You? You what? ”

"I want to hear how you think of me, or... You didn't think about it? ”

He didn't go back when he got up, and Zeng Shu knew that he would be angry if she said that she really didn't think much about him. So I had to... Kissed him back.

Jin Tang sat back satisfied and ate well.

After eating, the two didn't want to go back to the hotel so early, so they walked around the street.

I don't know if it's because two lovers of the same nationality are in a foreign country, walking on the street with their fingers clasped together, which feels particularly romantic. And I got the temperature on each other's bodies, and the cold wind blew at night, and I didn't feel cold.

They walked and walked and walked, and they did not know how many streets they walked before they were willing to go back.

Zeng Shu knew that because as soon as they returned to the hotel, they would be separated, and the thoughts of these days made them reluctant to part so quickly. So when he returned to the hotel, Zeng Shu suddenly withdrew his hand from Jin Tang's hand and ran to the other end of the street.

Jin Tang thought something was happening, but after she ran over there, she shouted loudly: "Jin Tang, I like you, the girl who is walking towards you at this moment is called Zeng Shu, she is here to fall in love with you, for the rest of your life, are you willing to give her the rest of your life?"

When she finished shouting all the words, she happened to stand in front of Jin Tang, she looked at his eyes affectionately, and added, I love you.

Jin Tang was speechless with emotion at that moment, and in an instant, countless memories flashed through his mind. From the first time he mustered up the courage to talk to her and confess to her, to being rejected by her again and again, and the years when he missed Chenghai without any news, and the later reunion, her forgiveness, bit by bit. all made him feel that he was so lucky, the person he liked back then, turned around for many years, and finally could hold it in the palm of his hand.

"Do you know that what you just said can be used to propose?"

He couldn't help but want to hug her, wanted to kiss her throbbing, and helped her pin her head curtain behind her ears.

She took his hand that remained in her ear and said, "Do you agree?"

"Disagree."

Zeng Shu's originally gentle gaze immediately added a layer of frost, and when he wanted to let go of the hand he was holding, he held her hand instead.

"Marriage proposals, whenever they go, have to be men. Will you marry me? ”

Without waiting for her to respond, Jin Tang said to himself: "You are already mine, and you can't escape if you want to."

Then he pushed her against the wall and kissed her the lips.

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