December 24, 2012, Christmas Eve.

There are 165 days left before the college entrance examination.

The number one hundred and sixty-five was deliberately marked in red chalk and written in the upper right corner of the class blackboard.

There is also a sentence under the scarlet letter: Merry Christmas, joy Chang'an.

When Chen Ti walked into the classroom in the cold wind of the early morning, he happened to see this column of words, he felt that this handwriting was somewhat familiar, and turned his head to look at Su Qian next to him.

Su Qian squinted and smiled: "I wrote it before I left the classroom yesterday, and you can see this sentence as soon as you come in." ”

Chen Ti suddenly said why was Su Qian so slow when he packed his schoolbag yesterday, and let himself go first for a while, she would follow immediately, it turned out to be for this.

"It's pretty well written." Chen Ti said.

Su Qian smiled proudly: "I think too." ”

The two of them came early in the class, and they each sat in their seats, and there were only eight people in the class.

After nearly ten minutes, the number of people in the class gradually increased.

When a boy entered the class, he still held a few "peace fruits" held in colored cellophane, and gave them to his good friends with a smile.

"Merry Christmas." The boy handed Chen Ti a peace fruit.

Chen Ti thanked: "Merry Christmas, all wishes come true." ”

The boy smiled, turned around and handed the two more peace fruits to the two girls.

Chen Ti held the peace fruit in his hand, and watched the boy toss and turn between several classmates with a smile, and in the end, only the last peace fruit was left in the boy's hand.

The boy walked towards a girl in the corner of the class who was silently writing her homework, and said with a smile: "Merry Christmas." ”

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you, Merry Christmas." ”

The corners of Chen Ti's mouth were hooked, and he sighed a little in his heart.

I don't know how many peace fruits the boy sent out before and after in order to give away the last peace fruit, just to give away the last peace fruit It was not so abrupt.

Students are always cautious when confronted with their crushes.

This is the only couple in their class who got married, if Chen Ti remembers correctly, the boy seems to have confessed after the college entrance examination, and everyone was surprised when they heard the news, including Chen Ti.

After a while, Hou Jun also walked into the classroom, and as soon as he returned to his seat, Hou Jun handed a reddish apple in his hand to Chen Ti: "Old Chen, eat the apple." ”

"How did you get this this year?" Chen Ti took a bite of the apple and asked with some confusion.

He remembered that Hou Jun had never cared about this aspect of things.

"My mother forced it on me, saying that it was an apple with a good meaning." Hou Jun also took a bite of the apple and said.

Chen Ti nodded, sure enough, this is like Hou Jun's usual style.

"By the way, did Su Qian give you peace fruit?" Hou Jun, who was gnawing on an apple, suddenly whispered, and a fire of gossip began to burn in his heart.

Chen Ti shook his head: "No." ”

"No?!" Hou Jun was a little surprised: "You didn't send it either?" ”

Chen Ti still shook his head.

"emmm, well, I don't understand your world." Hou Jun smacked his lips.

During the morning self-study, Jiang Qian and a few class cadres put a few apples bought with class fees on the desktops of the teachers of various subjects, and there was nothing too gorgeous in packaging, just a red and round apple and a blessing.

Every teacher had a smile on their face when they walked into the classroom, and everyone in the class was happy.

Just three days after the winter solstice, the weather is getting colder and colder.

Chen Ti pedaled the bicycle, the cold wind blew straight on his face, although he was wearing a hat and scarf, he still inevitably felt a chill.

"Hot sweet potatoes, freshly roasted sweet potatoes!"

"Sugar gourd, rock sugar gourd!"

"Freshly cooked bud rice, sell bud rice."

"Xiaomi, who ......"

There are many small vendors pushing carts on the streets, and the icy cold wind does not affect the loud sound of their loud horns.

"Chen Ti, let's go buy roasted sweet potatoes." Su Qian's mouth exhaled white gas, his face was red, and he said loudly.

Chen Ti was also a little cold, so he nodded.

"Okay."

The two got out of the car next to the vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes and came to them with their bicycles.

"Boss, here are two roasted sweet potatoes." Su Qian said to the boss who sold roasted sweet potatoes.

When the boss saw that there was a guest, he hurriedly responded: "Okay, pick a big one for the two of you." ”

The boss took out two freshly roasted sweet potatoes from the oven, wrapped them in a paper bag, put them in a plastic bag, and handed them to Su Qian.

"Six bucks."

After giving the money, the two of them put the car aside, hid in a sheltered place, and were not in a hurry to eat, so they took the sweet potato in their hands to warm their hands.

The freshly baked sweet potato was very hot, and it stayed in the cold wind for a while, and it was slightly better, and Chen Ti and Su Qian dared to wrap it in the palm of their hands.

"Actually, I'm going to give you a scarf today." Su Qian held the sweet potato in both hands, and the warm breath turned into a white mist as soon as he came out.

"But I'm so stupid that I can't learn to knit a scarf for a long time, and when I do, I'm only halfway there."

Su Qian held the sweet potato in one hand, opened the backpack with the other, and took out a red scarf.

One end of the scarf is woven with lace, but the other side is simply retouched, and it looks like a hasty ending.

Chen Ti looked at the scarf, and the side where the lace was woven was also sewn with his name, crookedly.

"That's about the same length." Chen Ti held a scarf in his hand and said with some doubts.

"Nope." Su Qian pouted, and said with some grievances: "I only knitted your side, and my half hasn't been knitted yet, I thought that we could wear the same scarf together one day." ”

"When the time comes, you will be around the side of my name and I will be around the side of your name, and we can crunch and step on the snow together and wear the same long scarf together in winter.".

"Forget it, so be it." Su Qian pursed his lips, and with some anger and some remorse, he peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, revealing the golden flesh, and took a big bite.

Chen Ti was silent for a while, put the scarf into his schoolbag, peeled off the skin, and ate sweet potatoes.

In the evening, Chen Ti put on headphones as usual and played the next audio clip.

"Dada, surprise, the scarf I knitted should have been knitted, is it warm? I knitted a long one, so that we could walk together in the same scarf in the winter. ”

"Every winter in the future, I hope I can eat roasted sweet potatoes with you, hold hands and crunch on the snow together, wrap a long scarf together, and spend every winter together."

Su Qian's voice was filled with a different kind of joy and excitement, maybe at that time, she had already imagined that picture in her mind.

Chen Ti took off his headphones, took out the unfinished red scarf from his school bag, and looked at it for a long time.