She was a junior in college, in Beijing, in December.

She was participating in an essay contest at the time, but because she was busy catching up with the script, she remembered it the day before the deadline, and in order to get the manuscript out, she packed her things and went to the library.

The weather in Beijing is very cold, the night is dark at night, the lights are confusing, even if you are wearing a down jacket and wrapping your mouth and nose tightly in a scarf, you still feel cold and numb. After entering the library and sitting down, she roughly set the outline according to the theme, and turned on the computer to catch up on the manuscript.

Time always flies, the temperature in the library is too high, she feels a light sweat on the tip of her nose, so she puts the scarf on the back of the chair, picks up the thermos cup and drinks water while sending the finished manuscript to the designated mailbox.

After sending it, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When I raised my finger, my fingertips accidentally scrolled the mouse, dragging the page down a lot.

She glanced casually and was about to quit, but was attracted by an unread email, which was an email from a QQ friend, a friend with no notes, with a nickname of only a full stop, and the time it was sent was December 25, 2022, Christmas.

It's December 24, 2025, Christmas Eve, the first email in three years, and the time is very close.

Counting, it should be the email she received in her junior year of high school, she never played with mailboxes in high school, and she only used it slowly when she submitted articles in college, but she never paid attention to it before.

Who is this man?

What was sent to her at Christmas?

Sang You slowly put down the thermos cup, tapped his fingertips, opened the email, and jumped for a while, it was a card. Xu is just in time for Christmas, and the card is also a Christmas theme, Sang You glanced at it, and rubbed the thermos cup unconsciously with his fingertips.

There are only three words on the card -

It's snowing.

Sang You subconsciously looked out the window, and sure enough, the snow foam was fluttering, it was indeed snowing, and I didn't know if the snow would stop when I went back.

With curiosity, she clicked into the social software that she hadn't used for a long time, and entered a full stop in the box to search for contacts, but when she jumped out, Sang You was rarely stunned, and she looked at it for a long time before poking into the chat box.

There was not the slightest trace of chatting, it was blank.

Click into the dynamics, and it is also a blank.

Who is this man? When was it added? She thought about it for a while and didn't bother to think about it, she just stared at this person's avatar and was stunned, the avatar was a side face, very similar to Zhou Yan, maybe it was an illusion, a trance-like illusion. But in the end, she clicked on the avatar and saved the picture.

I don't know why, it's obviously just a very small thing, and it's a stranger who doesn't have any connection, but Sang You still remembered it, she didn't even realize that she remembered, but at a certain moment, the memory surged, so all the details surfaced.

She memorized those three words.

Memorized that avatar.

Even memorized the string of numbers.

It's really a magical thing, how could that email be sent by Zhou Yan? How is that possible? In this crush, from beginning to end, she always thought it was a one-man show of herself, but now she came to tell her that the people she liked remembered her, and even cared about her a little.

How did she let go of the eight years she missed in her last life?

How can she accept the death of Zhou Yan in her previous life?

Sang You stared at the page of his phone, as if a nail had been nailed to his heart, the nail pierced, rusted, and blended, each process making the pumped blood cooler, mixed with rotten and rotten flesh. Her eyes were hot, and she fanned her long eyelashes, but she felt that her vision was getting blurred more and more.

How can this be?

How can fate be so unreasonable? Joking, playing tricks.

Is this the punishment for cowards?

Sang You quickly said, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

After rounding the path of the basketball court, after turning a corner, she rushed into the toilet, she couldn't hold back anymore, tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, she took off her mask, and cried breathlessly with her hands on the sink, like a helpless and screaming beast, all the pain was pressed at the bottom of her throat, and the sound of overflow was almost inaudible.

Sang You's fingers trembled and turned on the faucet, splashing water on his face violently, choking on the cold water and coughing a few times before stopping. She felt sick, it hurt, it hurt everywhere, she couldn't even breathe.

The person in the mirror was extremely embarrassed, his face was full of water marks, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his eyes were so red that they were dripping blood, his eyelashes were so wet that they couldn't look like they were there, the tip of his nose was also red, and his lips and face were pale.

Her fingers holding the sink couldn't help but tighten, and the next second she heard a movement at the door, and as soon as she turned her head, she met Lin Qiaoyan's gaze, she was obviously shocked by her appearance, a little at a loss, and didn't speak for a long time.

Sang You tilted his head, raised his hand and wiped the water droplets on his face, and his voice was a little low: "I, I'm fine." ”

She was just suddenly a little sad.

Lin Qiaoyan was even more panicked than her: "I, I'll go out and wait for you." ”

Sang You slowed down for a while, wiped his face with a tissue, and cleaned up before going out. It was dark at night, and she hung her head, trying not to look so bad.

Lin Qiaoyan didn't ask anything, nor did he mention it, just gently picked her up.

The boys played ball for half an hour and it was over, and they were in a mess, chatting and being in high spirits. Jian Licheng turned the ball with his fingertips, and suddenly threw the ball to Sang You: "Sang Xuemei, I heard that you are also in the basketball class, and you will also play next time." ”

Sang You didn't react, the ball hit her arm and bounced out before she came back to her senses, she picked up the ball: "I'm not very good, I played badly." ”

Jian Licheng hurriedly ran over: "Huh? Are you okay with your hands? ”

Sang You shook his head: "It's okay." ”

Jian Licheng apologized and took the ball.

Walking on the path back to the dormitory, Zhou Yan suddenly asked, "Why is your voice hoarse?" Got a cold? ”

Sang You: "No, it may be the wind." ”

Zhou Yan could sense that something was wrong with her tonight, she was not in a state, her interest was not high, and she was about to speak, so she asked: "Senior, ...... you?"

"Huh?"

"Have you ever seen snow?"

"Nope." Zhou Yan said, "It won't snow in the banquet market. ”

"I've seen it, and my hometown will go down."

"Is it pretty?"

"It's not pretty, it's white, it's cold." Sang You recalled and said, "You will go to Beijing in the future, right?" ”

"Most likely, I will." Zhou Yan basically answered all questions.

"Then you can see the snow, it snows every year in Beijing."

"Like snow?"

"I like it."

The two talked casually, the boys' dormitory was relatively close, but the boys did not turn in, but continued to walk forward with laughter. The road was quite dark, the steps were slippery, and as I walked, I occasionally stepped on the dead branches and fallen leaves, which was crisp.

After returning to the dormitory, Sang You turned on the light, but her thoughts still couldn't come back.

She was immersed in that ridiculous dream, and she kept thinking about the details of the email, but she only remembered those three words—it was snowing.

She can think of many famous words written by famous people about snow.

- If it is the first day of new snow, when the full moon is in the sky, and there is a bright shadow below, and bright silver flows above, and you come to me with a smile, between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third color.

- You hold the flames in your hands and turn them into snow.

- Beyond the sun, all regrets are disturbed, like snow. Snow is a big dream, and snow is unforgettable for generations.

——……

Snow symbolizes many things and seems to reflect all the things that people want to express. There are some things that are expressed, as if they don't need to be understood by others, they don't need to be understood, as long as they are expressed, and they understand themselves.

It's snowing.

Snow in Beijing?

After three years, when she opened the email for the first time, was she still in the same city as him? That day, she turned her head to look out the window at the snow, and when she returned from the library, she was also drenched in snow.

What about Zhou Yan?

Did he see the snow that Christmas Eve?

-

On the eighteenth day of the closure of the third year of high school, the closure was finally lifted.

Obviously, I am still in school, I am still in this classroom, and I still can't get out, but the shackles in my heart are suddenly broken, and I even feel free to breathe.

On the day of returning to school in the first and second years of high school, it was very noisy, very lively, and lively after a long time. They dragged heavy suitcases and walked on the various paths of the campus, like a flock of noisy birds breaking into the deep mountains and old forests, and like leaping fish entering the deep pool.

For the arrival of the first and second years of high school, Sang You didn't feel anything, except for waiting in line for a while to go to the toilet and not finding a clean place to back politics, he was not affected by anything.

She is still a normal four-point line, canteen, classroom, library, dormitory.

After the lockdown is lifted, the quality inspection is also coming.

On Christmas Eve, the weather seems to be colder, but the atmosphere in the class is rare to relax, giving candy or giving apples, at this time you can't get out of the school gate, sugar and apples are precious.

Still, Sang Yu had two apples.

was sealed for eighteen days, couldn't go anywhere, ate in the cafeteria every day, Ning Yan and the others were very distressed by what happened to her, and after knowing that she was the only one in the dormitory, they were even more distressed, and they took out the things they brought from home to feed her.

Biscuits, bread, chips, sweets, and apples.

Sang You confiscated the rest, only took two apples, and said thank you to them.

The school commissary sells small gift boxes, and when Sang You went, he found that the commissary also sold apples, and he was lucky that there was one left, and Sang You bought it and bought a lot of candy. She packed the apples very carefully, and went to find Zhou Yan after the self-study that night.

She stood in the back door and just poked her head out of the door when someone grabbed her.

Jian Licheng: "What am I talking about?" I'll just say she'll come. ”

Sang You put her hands behind her back, saw them come out, and asked, "Guess what I have in my hand?" ”

"Apple!"

She looked at Zhou Yan and motioned for him to guess.

Zhou Yan: "Apple." ”

"Guessed right." Sang You stretched out his hands and a small gift box in one hand, "One for each person." ”

Jian Licheng smiled: "Yo? And my share, I thought it was just your inkstone. ”

Sang You: "You have! You've got it! ”

Jian Licheng was happy for a long time: "Brothers, it's still very good to you, and I also prepared a big gift for you." ”

"What gift?"

Zhou Yan took out an iron box from his schoolbag and handed it to her: "Sugar." ”

“！”

There are a lot of candies, all types, Sang You is holding the iron box, smiling so much that her eyebrows and eyes are curved into a crescent moon.

On the way back to the dormitory, when they were about to separate, Sang You called Zhou Yan, flipped through his schoolbag, and handed over a gift box: "Senior, you have one more." ”

Zhou Yan was a little surprised, but still took it: "Why is there another one?" ”

This is the apple that came a long time late on Christmas Eve 2025, but it was long in advance.

If this time in 2025, they will be in the same city, and they will witness the same heavy snowfall, Sang You thought, she will step on the clock at midnight and deliver it on time.