The sky began to fall with little snow, the cold wind danced gently in the streets, Lingcheng had already entered winter, but there was no snow for a long time, and it snowed lightly tonight as if it was to welcome Ye Xiaofan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and the cold wind is howling, but these can't stop the enthusiasm of the people for the night, and the pedestrians on the streets have not diminished in the slightest, and some people are even excited about the belated snow.

It didn't take long for a thin layer of snow to accumulate on the ground, children were noisy on the snow, and couples were sitting shoulder to shoulder on the side of the road admiring the flying snowflakes, while still showing the affection of the two, the world was still active, and the snow seemed to arouse the enthusiasm of the world that had been suppressed for a long time.

The snowy night under the illumination of countless lights seems to have a different flavor, the mausoleum is not as bleak as imagined, and the night Xiaofan who walked on the street smiled for some reason, perhaps because he had not returned to the mausoleum for too long, and his heart was moved.

"Ding!"

Ye Xiaofan's mobile phone vibrated a little, it was a text message from a number that Ye Xiaofan had never seen before, Ye Xiaofan's mobile phone was changed when he returned to the college, there were few numbers in it, but the numbers like his parents and Xu Wenbo were still saved by him, because there were not many people's numbers, so even if there were unfamiliar numbers to send text messages, he didn't feel strange.

"Is it Ye Xiaofan? I'm Xia Xuan, they said that our class has a class reunion tomorrow at the Xize Hotel, and none of them can contact you and Xu Wenbo, so they asked me to contact you, but I don't have Xu Wenbo's number, if it's convenient, please inform Xu Wenbo, the time is seven o'clock tomorrow night, remember to come!"

It was a text message from Xia Xuan, but Ye Xiaofan didn't know why Xia Xuan had his mobile phone number, he didn't remember that he had given Xia Xuan a phone number, and after thinking for a while, he didn't expect that Ye Xiaofan also gave up.

If it was placed in the past, Xia Xuan sent such a text message, Ye Xiaofan would definitely be so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, although there would still be a little excitement now, but his heart was much calmer, Xia Xuan was also his first love anyway, although she liked Xu Wenbo.

"Alas, is there a class reunion? Although I haven't seen each other for half a year, I don't know how everyone is doing? But Xu Wenbo, even if you ask me to contact me, I can't help it!" Ye Xiaofan bowed his head and muttered to himself.

The sky is dark, and the mausoleum is brightly lit, everything seems so familiar.

"Dad, go and put the hot water in the bathtub in the bathroom, I'll help Xiaofan take a bath later!" a woman with a child in the room shouted to her husband who was watching TV in the hall.

"Oh, okay, I'll go right away!" the husband replied loudly, and immediately put down the remote control in his hand and walked to the bathroom.

The little boy who was held in his wife's arms looked out of the window very quietly, the eaves of the window were already covered with a thick layer of snow, Ye Xiaofan was startled, the child's eyes were just opposite to him, but soon the child buried his head in the woman's arms.

Ye Xiaofan knew that this was his own illusion, he couldn't see the scene outside the dark window in the brightly lit room, and the eyes of the two might just be a coincidence.

Looking at the scene of this family's harmony, Ye Xiaofan's heart instantly relaxed, before he was a little worried about whether the changes in this world would have any bad impact on his parents, but now in front of him, even if his parents no longer remember him, he was still very happy, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Ye Xiaofan left this residential area alone, left this former home, and saw that his parents were all right, there was nothing worth his nostalgia here, leaving a long footprint on the snow, and at the end of the footprint, Ye Xiaofan's lonely figure disappeared into the darkness little by little.

In the early morning of the next day, the heavy snow had stopped for some time, and the thick layer of snow on the ground made the world so bright, and the sky was clear, although it was still very cold outside, but there were already many pedestrians on the street, and a new day had begun.

Ye Xiaofan stayed in a hotel last night, and now he doesn't know where his home is, as if there is no place for him in this mausoleum.

The sunlight came in through the window, and Ye Xiaofan sat quietly in front of the window, staring out the window blankly.

"Alas!" Ye Xiaofan sighed heavily, "I knew that I should have asked Xiao Ye where I lived in the previous eighteen years." ”

Although Ye Xiaofan's past has changed, but now in addition to the scholarship of the academy, there is also an unknown account in his account that will give him a living allowance every month, and the amount is not a lot, otherwise he would not dare to squander it like this, in his thoughts, history may have changed, there was no one in his life who did not exist before, and that person may be his only relative now.

The time of the day flies, and Ye Xiaofan walked around Lingcheng alone for a day, especially Lingcheng Middle School, the most nostalgic place, where he stayed for a whole afternoon, although the school has also been on vacation, but there will still be teachers in the school.

Ye Xiaofan met his high school homeroom teacher at school, because Ye Xiaofan can already be regarded as a legend of Lingcheng Middle School, usually with average grades in school, but in the end, he was admitted to a world-famous university, so there are many teachers in the school who know him.

His head teacher saw Ye Xiaofan's arrival, received him very warmly, and asked some Ye Xiaofan about the situation in Charrante Country with great concern, and said that Ye Xiaofan was the pride of Lingcheng Middle School, and Ye Xiaofan was embarrassed, and even had to inform the principal, so scared that Ye Xiaofan finally had to flee.

What makes Ye Xiaofan strange is that he didn't see a former classmate at school, and in his opinion, there must be more than one person who thinks the same as him, maybe he can meet a former classmate at school.

In the end, his homeroom teacher told him that he knew that their class had come to the school to visit the day before yesterday, because those people basically had an early holiday, and he was abroad, and there were some deviations between the holiday and the country, and the date of the holiday was relatively late, so he couldn't catch up with the action, and the only people who were absent were him and Xu Wenbo.

"Well, forget it, I guess few people in the class remember me, after all, I used to be the most inconspicuous in the class. Ye Xiaofan thought to himself, and walked towards the place written on the note in his hand.

He and Zhang Zimo's mother made an appointment to meet in the evening, and it was still very early, so Ye Xiaofan was ready to walk over.

The note was written with a place name he had never heard of, called "Blue Bay", in short, Ye Xiaofan couldn't understand what this place called "Blue Bay" was, but looking at the identity of Zhang Zimo's mother, it must be a very high-end place.

In the end, Ye Xiaofan still found this place called "Blue Bay" with the help of the mobile phone navigation function, and when he arrived at Blue Bay, Ye Xiaofan was surprised to find that it was not as luxurious as he imagined, but it looked like a small garden very ordinary, there was no tree in the whole garden, and the ground was full of all kinds of flowers, although it was winter, but there were still many flowers in full bloom, but Ye Xiaofan did not know the varieties of these flowers.

The garden is not very big, there is only a row of wooden fences on the periphery of the garden, and there is a wooden sign erected outside the fence, which reads the words "Blue Bay", if you don't look at these flowers, it will look a little shabby here, but here it is very comfortable for Ye Xiaofan.

The snow that fell last night has not yet melted, and in the colorful garden, you can see a little bit of pure white everywhere, which reflects and echoes each other, and it is a beautiful scenery.

And in the center of the garden there is a small pavilion, the whole garden is only this one building, in the middle of the small pavilion there is a stone table, the stone table is distributed around four wooden chairs, each wooden chair also has a cushion, it looks like a new change, it should be too cold in winter stone chairs to choose to change the wooden chairs.

At this time, at the central stone table in the small pavilion, Zhang Zimo's mother was sitting quietly on a wooden chair, and when she saw Ye Xiaofan's figure, she stood up very excitedly and looked at Ye Xiaofan with a smile.