Wen Xian knew that in the many years that he had missed Shen Bijun, he had lost countless rights. Growing up with her, sharing her past, these are all involved by others, and even the reincarnation that should have been able to be together, he left her alone...... And he was just an unknown species that had to live forever with his memories and the past, and he had wondered if he was not human at all......

Before meeting Shen Bijun, Wen Xian had never been afraid of death, on the contrary, death was the liberation he dreamed of. Who called fate particularly vicious, but let him meet her, and since then he began to fall into infinite fear, into a life-and-death struggle and a torturous waiting, he looked at Shen Bijun who kept serving himself vegetables, all the sorrow and tiredness were finally exhausted, and turned into a gentle smile like water.

"It's about to be the New Year, what do you want for a New Year's gift?" he coaxed like a three-year-old child.

Shen Bijun really began to bite her chopsticks and think about it, she stroked the hair hanging down from her ears, and muttered to herself for a while before she said solemnly, "This is the first time we welcome the New Year together, I have to think about it." ”

She seems to have put the child's affairs behind her.

"When you think of it, you must tell me. He gave her a piece of braised pork in return.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Cheng can't come to accompany us for the New Year, she went to Aunt Huifen's. Shen Bijun remembered that when he came back from the welfare home a few days ago, Cheng Qiuyue called and briefly explained his whereabouts for the New Year.

"It's okay, just the two of us have a simple New Year. He lowered his head and took a bite of food.

Probably have a lot of water, Wen Xian's recent meal has become smaller and smaller, and Shen Bijun only ate five minutes full when he put down the dishes and chopsticks. She noticed that this anomaly was probably due to the fact that he had begun to lose his spirit and not look as good as before, and he gradually became lethargic, often nesting on the balcony bench like a cat in the sun, squinting and drowsy...... Even sometimes even when she spoke, he seemed to be a little inaudible, and would always ask several questions in a row......

Today he is still like this, he simply cleaned up and returned to the balcony with a thick book, and simply stayed all morning.

Shen Bijun went upstairs with the fruit tea she had brewed, she saw Wen Xian still sitting there reading a book, she walked over lightly, afraid of disturbing him, put down the tea and went downstairs again.

Wen Xian was the same as a few days ago, Ben was concentrating on reading the book, but he always felt weak, a little unable to support it, he gently patted his groggy head, as if he had been spelled, he couldn't move, and then unconsciously his hands and feet had sunk unobediently, he opened his mouth to say something, but like a dumb person, he only moved his lips dryly, and couldn't make a sound, and when he was about to struggle again, he had fallen asleep weakly.

"Wen Xian...... Why are you here? In a trance, he saw a figure vaguely calling his name.

Wen Xian involuntarily walked over, the blurred figure became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes, he saw the person clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned, it was clearly Shen Bijun in front of him, but it didn't look like Shen Bijun, she was wearing a black and white and fat school uniform, and she was wearing a high ponytail and waved at him with a bright smile in the sun......

This is Shen Bijun in high school, Wen Xian finally remembered that he had seen it in that illusion, this was the time without him, he stretched out his hand and was about to respond to her, but suddenly he felt psychedelic again, withdrew his hand, and watched the fog around him getting thicker and thicker......

"No, Shen Bijun doesn't know me at all at this time, it must be all hallucinations......"

"Hurry up, I'll be late for class later!" Shen Bijun was anxious, and trotted over and grabbed his sleeve, "What are you rubbing?" ”

The moment Wen Xian was caught by Shen Bijun, she realized that she was wearing the same black and white school uniform as her, and even her hands were surprisingly tender, so they walked all the way to the easternmost classroom on the second floor.

Passing by the transparent glass windows, he saw clearly, and what he saw inside was not a man in his twenties or thirties at all, but a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old with a strong youthful atmosphere.

He touched his face in a trance, soft, is the dream so real now?

"Wen Xian Shen Bijun, you are late again, do you know how many times the school has notified you!" They were scolded by the short and fat short-haired head teacher at the door of the classroom without any suspense, and after the reprimand, they were locked outside the classroom door and punished.

Wen Xian glanced down at Shen Bijun beside him, and sure enough, he looked resentful, and lowered his head and angrily tugged at the leaves of the big tree that innocently stretched the branches upstairs.

"Whatever you see, it's all your fault, every time you ride so slowly, you have to wait for you. She interrupted Wen Xian's gaze fiercely.

Wen Xian was startled, like a child who had made a mistake, and immediately turned his head, "I'm sorry...... But... Where is this?"

"You're sick!" Shen Bijun glared at him fiercely, as if he was looking at a monkey running out of the zoo, "Are you so naïve as to use amnesia to escape punishment?"

"What else did I use before?" Wen Xian was puzzled, he didn't understand himself in this scene at all, why he always lived such an ordinary life.

"You are so cunning, you don't need any stomach pain, diarrhea, fever, just talk about your menstrual period!" Shen Bijun threw all the leaves he pulled off to the balcony.

"Eh, who's upstairs!" suddenly came from downstairs from the dean of teaching!

Wen Xian was in a hurry and immediately pressed Shen Bijun's shoulder beside him, and nervously squatted down with her to avoid the sight of the teaching director downstairs.

The moment they all squatted down with bated breath, their eyes overlapped each other, the young and bold age made them all look at each other deeply and unabashedly, the smell of ink floating in the air and the sourness of the freshly harvested grass blended endlessly, especially pungent, just like who accidentally knocked over a jar of Chinese medicine that had been boiled for an extremely long time, it smelled so bad that it was disgusting, but even in such an environment, Wen Xian looked at Shen Bijun's mood, it was still so sweet, it turned out that no matter when, Shen Bijun was the sweetest sugar he put in his pocket.

She smiled, he looked at her and couldn't help laughing, this was the first time he tasted what it was like to be young in this world, bitter with sweet, sweet with sour.

"Hey, you're late again in the morning, Shen Bijun, don't forget the bet you made yesterday!" The little fat man in the back row lay on the table, pulling Shen Bijun's school uniform that he had just sat down.

Wen Xian entered the classroom with her, only to find that the two of them were actually at the same table.

"For you, you're such a debt collector!" Shen Bijun took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it to the little fat man in the back.

"What are you betting on?" Wen Xian took out the textbook for the next class and put it on the table as Shen Bijun did, and asked curiously.

"You still ask, it's not a bet on me and you whether you will be late today!" Shen Bijun angrily took the water cup and went out to fetch water.

Wen Xian didn't understand very much, obviously when she hid with the teaching director just now, her eyes seemed to be moved, the kind of little girl's instinctive coquettishness was driving her to blush slightly, and now she looked like she didn't get along with each other in a sea of blood, he looked back at the little fat man at the back table, he was sleeping sweetly on his arm, he also felt a little tired for no reason, and he also pillowed his arm and slept on the table, Shen Bijun said, it's still far from the next class......

"Wen Xian, Wen Xian ......"

"Wen Xian, wake up, ......"

In a haze, Wen Xian was already sleeping with sore arms, and he heard someone calling him again, didn't he go to class so soon?

When he opened his heavy eyelids again, Shen Bijun was already standing in front of him, and a blanket was naturally hanging between her arms, "Why are you asleep again, you will catch a cold." ”

"Shen Bijun?" His body had regained consciousness, it turned out that he had woken up from a dream, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, coughed twice, and really caught a cold these days, "How long have I been sleeping." ”

He took the blanket handed by Shen Bijun and draped it on his body, and then stretched out his hand to pull her over and sit on the chair together.

"It's been more than two hours. ”

"Just now, I had a dream. He was desperate to share with her the time they should have had together.

"Did you say you dreamed of me?" Shen Bijun responded with a smile, usually if someone wants to tell another person about their dreams, most of them are related to that person.

"Really. He sincerely wanted to confirm it, but Shen Bijun beside him didn't seem to have any intention of listening.

She had already gotten up, exhaled in relief, and interrupted him, "I'm going to see Assi and them in the new welfare home, you stay at home by yourself and don't sleep again." ”

"Shen Bijun......" Wen Xian watched Shen Bijun's hand leave his hand, this was the first time he reached out and grabbed the air, he quickly withdrew his hand hanging in mid-air, and his Shen Bijun was already gone, along with the warmth of the surrounding sun, she was also taken away, and the dense cold suddenly invaded the defenseless him......

It turned out that the coldness at that moment was not how cold the weather was, but all his joys, sorrows, loves, hatreds, and hatreds were attributed to Shen Bijun in his heart.

He leaned back in his chair in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't do without her anymore.

The new orphanage is located far from the city center, and the conditions here are far from being comparable to those of the Stellar Welfare Institute. It's only the children who are forced to be displaced from place to place, and they have to treat it as their own home wherever they go. For Shen Bijun, this place is more like an old school that has been abandoned for a long time, with colorful flags planted on the high courtyard walls, like children in a queue to welcome, one will be mischievously swinging to the east, and the other will be to the west, all blame this eventful cold wind blind command.

Shen Bijun got out of the taxi, and suddenly felt a lot more deserted, probably only because of winter, there was no noisy sparrow chirping, and the first person she met when she entered the door was Xiao Jia, who was sitting alone on the swing and sullen.

Seeing the familiar faces of these children again, she couldn't help but step forward happily, "Xiaojia!"

"Teacher Shen?" Xiao Jia saw the visitor, suddenly pulled out of her depressed mood, jumped off the swing, and happily grabbed Shen Bijun's arm, "Teacher Shen, you finally came to take us home!"

"Take you home......" Shen Bijun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, her originally soft heart was easily defeated by Xiao Jia's simple and crisp words, she didn't know how to tell the child who was full of expectations on the other side that their home was gone......

"Xiao Jia, why are you alone, Axi?" Shen Bijun had no choice but to change the topic and divert her attention by the way.

Xiao Jia shook her head vigorously, her big eyes full of confusion, "Teacher Shen, who is Axi?"