An Miao's admission letter arrived, and Ji Lingshuo returned to school.

After going through the college entrance examination, their group of people seemed to have faded away from the noisy shell, and with longing or unwillingness, they embarked on different journeys again and went to their own ends.

In the future, they can no longer mess around unscrupulously in the name of children, and they can no longer act willfully and recklessly, but must face life, make choices, and face responsibilities. Perhaps, this is the true meaning of youth. Grow, dominate.

Ji Lingshuo's name was no longer on An Mi's list again, but this time she was not panicked at all. Because she knows that that person has always been, even if it is close to the end of the world, one day, he will come to her with all his love for her and tell her: You are mine.

That day, he said, you wait for me, and after a year, I will go to you. Later he was left with only the back of the run.

An Mi liked that sentence very much:

The worst part of life is waiting. The best of life is having someing worth waiting for.

The hardest thing in life is waiting; The most beautiful thing is that there is something worth waiting for.

Ji Lingshuo, the road is long, you are not far away. I'm willing to wait until you come to my world.

An Tranquility stepped into the university and found that the university was not as new as she imagined. Her life is more and more uneventful.

Going to class, running, surfing the Internet, sometimes standing in front of the window and looking into the distance, the figure running hard will appear in front of her eyes.

Lin Xing went to the south, and they would often make video calls to talk about their daily lives and memories of the past. Then laugh, or sigh at each other.

The first snow of winter quietly arrived, and An Yu watched the snowflakes around the street lamps dance one after another, adding a bit of artistic conception. She thought of the boy who was reading hard under the lamp at this moment, and had he ever noticed the snow coming?

casually brushed the dynamics, and was attracted by Lin Xinggang's text: Winter is coming, and the stars are smiling. Looking at the picture of the backs of the two people below the text, An Miao raised the corners of her mouth, and the stars were finally no longer lonely. All the waiting, after all, was not in vain.

A year has passed like a white horse, and the front of the university is as lively as a year ago. An Miao stood in the doorway, cutting the hair around her ear.

"Senior sister, where do freshmen go to report?"

The familiar voice came from behind.

"Follow me," she turned. They looked at each other, their smiles still as bright as ever.

He lost weight.

She's pretty.

"Tranquility, be my girlfriend"

"Haven't I always been?"

Looking at each other and smiling, they held hands and walked into the school.

In the stories in the book, there will always be a life to learn, but that is not your life after all. Every girl has a fairy tale in her heart, and every boy will have an angel in her heart, so please work hard, take a step, and bravely pursue your own life, let yourself be the hero of the fairy tale, and let yourself be the patron saint of the angels.

Life is very short, but if you are accompanied by someone you love, you will not be afraid.

Enjoy thousands of scenery, step on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, hold the hands of the Iraqi people, and enjoy the sunrise and sunset. From the new dawn to the white head.

Waiting, it's not in vain, because he's been there.