"I heard that there is a transfer student who is going to transfer to our school, and it is said that she is still a big beauty!"

"Did you see the pictures in the forums too? It is said that it is called ginger tea, and now it seems that people are about to arrive at the school gate! ”

"Let's go and have a look!"

It was the middle of the day, and the glass windows of the classroom let in the clear sunlight. The two girls in front of them, who had been chattering and disturbing others' rest, quickly ran away, and the teenager behind them who was holding a book to block his face slowly showed a pair of eyes.

At that time, he had become famous at a young age. His name often appeared in the news, and where the concert hall was and what piano music was played, these newspapers would rush to report it, even if they didn't know anything about music.

It was ten years before he heard her name again.

Ginger tea tea.

He wrote the name on paper with a pen.

Just log on to the school's forum and look at the post to see if it's her.

Cheng Mao didn't know what kind of mood he was in to click on the forum post.

She has a lot of popularity on school forums, and the top few posts are about her.

He clicked in.

Then I saw a photo of the girl's ID.

It was a perfect ID photo, with clear skin, and the overall eyebrows were Korean Wave eyebrows, but the eyebrows were slightly raised. She looked at the camera and showed a bright and moving smile, even through the photos and the screen, she could be infected by her smile.

Cheng Mao has long forgotten what the little girl looked like back then.

Time is very cruel, and the short few days we get along are enough to be diluted by time, and then slowly fade away in the long river of memory.

But Cheng Maki didn't know why, but he still recognized the girl in this photo, who was her back then.

For he remembered vividly the snow that had fallen from the night and into her starry eyes.

He always remembered those eyes of hers.

And the girl's smiling eyes in my memory correspond to the same time in this photo.

It's her.

Cheng Wei clearly remembered that his heart thumped at that time.

I just learned that she was transferred to another school today, and the car was about to drive to the school gate.

Knowing that she probably forgot it in her heart. But he grabbed the coat from his chair and ran out of the classroom.

He ran to the school gate in one go.

He blended in with the crowd and hid his thoughts.

Soon, her family's car slowly stopped at the school gate.

She got out of the car with her father.

She is the jewel of the family, with a delicate appearance like a little princess, and she is holding her father's hand and smiling as she gets out of the car.

She was like a princess accompanying the king on his tour, and the first second she saw her, everyone couldn't help but be amazed and stopped breathing.

And he was one of those people.

He was in the crowd, peeking at her.

He was nervous and looking forward to seeing her again.

The little girl on that snowy Christmas night, and the gifts she gave him, gave him great strength in all kinds of difficulties that followed.

Several times he had imagined what form he would take to meet her again.

I just didn't expect that she would transfer to their school.

He remained silent in the midst of the roar.

His gaze kept on her.

Her back fluttered into a dream, the wind blew a strand of her hair, and at that moment, she just turned her head and met his gaze.

Cheng heard the sound of his heart beating.

is different from the emotions when she was a child, now she is slim and budding, her eyes fall on her body, and even her pure love when she was a child is dyed with a color that is not pure.

He clenched his hands.

Will she recognize him?

Or do you think he looks a little familiar?

Still is...... She hasn't forgotten any memories of being in the hospital?

He never forgets.

It was the only memory he had of solace in that painful past.

However, he was disappointed.

She didn't recognize him, nor did she think he looked familiar. She looked at him like everyone else, and when her eyes fell on him, there was a faint layer, with a polite and detached smile, and then her gaze faded and she turned her head.

Only left him with a back that he fantasized about day and night.

This interrupted his desire to go to her.

Because it doesn't seem to make sense to go to her to say hello and recognize her.

Because she seems to have forgotten the past, and abandoned him with him.

He glanced wistfully at her glowing in the crowd.

Then in the crowd, quietly leave, exit.

Sensitive people, most afraid of hurt, they are afraid of everything sharp.

Even if there may be a little possibility, they will retreat for the sake of the damage that may bring them to their self-esteem, preferring to avoid giving up rather than being hurt at all.

Later, she became more and more popular in school. In the end, she was selected as the most beautiful school flower, and even because of her super popularity, she was elected as the vice president of the student union by exception.

Even though Wen Huaizhi, the student president who was admired and respected by everyone, did not approve, the students still recommended her fanatically.

She was thrust onto the stage of gorgeous attention.

Later, Cheng Maki would often see her on campus.

She wore Sakura's student uniform, white shirt and high-waisted skirt, which made her look exquisite.

The fading of time made him gradually forget the past of the year.

He didn't seem to have lost the obsession with her like a tidal wave in the middle of the night at the beginning.

So when he was alone in a wheelchair on campus, and she passed by him with a fragrant breeze, he lowered his eyebrows and never looked at her.

She stepped on her leather shoes, and as she passed him, her steps gradually slowed, and after two steps, she turned around with the book in her arms.

"Classmates."

She stopped him with a smile.

In the spring light, he stopped, his back in a wheelchair stiffened slightly, his breathing was shriveled, and when he had calmed down, he turned his face sideways.

As she spoke, she looked back, and the beautiful curls brushed gently with her movements, and landed on her shoulder, which made her more and more feminine.

The clear light and shadow of spring fell on her hair, her eyebrows, and her brown hair with a few tiny pink petals.

She held a book, stood in the spring sunshine, and smiled at him.

"Classmate, do you need me to help you?"

"Hello, I'm Jiang Chacha, the vice president of the student union."

"I don't think it's convenient for you to be in a wheelchair alone, where are you going now?"

The girl's kindness is obvious, but her innocence and coquettishness cannot be concealed in her eyes.

obviously shouldn't be delusional, but Cheng Maki looked at her for a long time at that time.

It all seems like a natural coincidence.

But it's not a coincidence at all, because he designed it.

Knowing that she would pass this path next, he deliberately called away the bodyguard who helped him push the wheelchair.

Then pretend to be a vulnerable group and wait for her here.

Finally, he lowered his eyes, hiding the complicated and chaotic mood under his eyes, and said "yes" weakly.

When she pushed the wheelchair behind her, the ends of her hair would accidentally fall on his shoulders, and from time to time it would slide over his neck, making his heart itch a little bit.

She helped him push his wheelchair and brought him to the door of the library.

"My classmates have arrived, if it's okay, then I'll leave first."

The last impression she left on him was the hem of her skirt swaying gently in the wind, and the fragrance of her hair.

Maybe it was that Christmas that year.

There were both fire trees and silver flowers, and the gentle snow falling from the sky, and his little face was sunk in a snow-white fluffy scarf, and the lollipop at that time was held in his mouth, very sweet, really sweet.

He had never eaten sweeter sugar than that again.

What she didn't know was that in his first year of high school, he was going to play an original piano piece for the first time in the Berlin Philharmonic Hall in Germany.

The muse of this piano piece is the little girl who gave him a white scarf on a snowy Christmas night that year.

That day, he wrote her a letter and called her out alone.

The location is in the school's music room.

She arrived on time.

It was a night, and he waited for her with apprehension and nervousness. He shrank silently from the hand hidden under his sleeve.

He was sure he liked her.

So every minute and every second of waiting here is an ordeal for him.

The cold moonlight shone lightly on the floor of the music room.

She came, but she wasn't alone.

She still had the gentle smile on her face, but the mockery in her eyes couldn't hide it.

She was surrounded by many people, stepping on small heels and walking towards him step by step.

She pinched the letter he had written with two fingers of bright red nail polish, and was lazily opening it to read it.

"Christmas at six?"

She covered her mouth and chuckled, her bright red mouth wide open, and she couldn't hide the malice.

"Wow, it's still snowing."

"Giving you a gift every year?"

It was as if she had seen the funniest joke in the world, and she was so laughing that she bent over her stomach and laughed all the time.

"I laughed so much that tears came out of my eyes."

She wiped a little tear from the corner of her eye with her fingers.

"Cheng Ma, you can't have paranoia, right?"

Cheng Hao sat in a wheelchair, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, he looked at her quietly, there was no light on in the music room, he was facing away from the window, his face was covered with shadows.

She looked down at him from above, undisguised in her laughter and indifference.

"Paranoia is a disease and must be cured."

"Cheng Ma, you don't like me, do you?"

She led the way, and the others laughed, and she tore the letter with her own hands, and with her own hands tore the filter in his heart about the little girl on that Christmas night. Confetti was like snowflakes on that winter night, fluttering in the air.

For the first time, his sincerity was not cherished, and he was nakedly dissected to show in front of others, and then he was trampled under her feet.

At that moment, Cheng Hao hated her.