I can't find out about Tingxiong anymore. His condition gradually improved, but he forgot that memory, and he entered the memory of the student union.

The little pig wants to use wine to kill his sorrows, but the amount of alcohol is getting better and better. Every time he gets drunk, the next time he gets less likely to get drunk. When the last autumn leaves fell, he drank wine for seven days and cried in the toilet in the dark. He has a crush on Lin Hui, like a weed yearning for the blue sky.

Lin Hui already has a boyfriend and is a second-year swordsman. They always held hands and passed in front of the piglet's eyes, and the piglet had to drink every time he saw him. Until one cold day in the beginning of winter, he said that he was going to duel with the swordsman.

I don't understand that love can really make such a big difference. Quit drinking, practice martial arts, go to class on time, practice, and roar.

"I'm going to fight for my happiness once, even if it's death. ”

"It's not that serious. I said

"Yes—" he roared.

On the day of the duel between Piggy and the Knifeman, a strange fish appeared in the river, without fins, and went with the flow. When I was caught, I struggled in a fishing net for seven days and seven nights, and it was the longest fish I have ever seen.

On the day of the pig competition, he said that he would wait for Lin Hui to come. Lin Hui never appeared, and his splitting stone palm didn't come out, and he lost the game.

Later, the piglet changed back to the optimistic piglet it used to be. He repeated a grade, in the same class and in the same position in his freshman year.

The first snow of winter is as warm as an April day on earth.

The bell for the end of class has passed. Hua Han sat and didn't move. I think Zijun and Tongyue moved out, and Yang Ruo took care of Tingxiong in the hospital. Whether she is alone or not. I sat and I thought there should always be someone with her.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Waiting for you"

The snow outside the window was very heavy, just like the catkins flying outside the rain pavilion that time.

"Don't go to your girlfriend," he said in a leisurely voice, like a sigh.

I didn't answer, and she didn't forget.

"Can I meet her" like a curious cat

"Who?"

"Your Girlfriend"

"I haven't seen her in over half a year"

"She's gone there," the face leaned over.

"Her father left me after he committed suicide. She probably hated me, and didn't leave any news. Just disappeared and I couldn't find her. ”

"It's the first time I've seen you say so much in one breath," she laughed.

"I don't know"

"You don't understand anything about the girl's mind," laughed and sarcastic

"I know too little"

"You should go find her, too"

"I've looked for it, but there's nothing. ”

"Did you go to her house?"

"Nope"

"Why not"

"I rarely go in the first place"

After the summer rain irrigation, and the cold autumn slaughter, climbed the villa weeds, and painted the vicissitudes of the wall. Taoyao's home is as old as an ancient tomb.

The door was rusty and opened with a slight push. The corners, eaves, and window edges are covered with moss. I wonder how time passes in one place so quickly.

We came to Tao Yao's room. Clothes scattered everywhere, cobwebs in the corners, twisted quilts, unwashed socks and underwear. A damp, musty smell filled the room. Tao Yao said that she likes to live freely, so her room is never tidied up, and I don't know if that's right.

Hua Han flipped through the photo album on the table and pointed to a curly-haired woman: "Is it her?"

It was a somewhat sad face, Tao Yao had always been optimistic, and I shook my head.

"It's this," she said, gesturing to a girl in a red dress.

"Hmm"

"It's so pretty"

Tao Yao never reads, and learning knowledge is just a means to success for her. But at the bedside I saw a red book. Tucked under the pillow, revealing a bright red corner. I opened it, and a letter fell out of it, scribbled. There is also no format of the letter.

"You can see it, no, this letter is for you. I want you to come to me, but I'm afraid of you, I've never bothered with it before. My dad

You should know this when you read it, and I want to tell you this secret, I am in my sister's place, in a small village called the firmament. If you don't come, it's okay, it's fine for me to be alone. June 9"

The letter was written and erased.

Hua Han took the letter, and I sat on the edge of the bed, and it was already November. It's been almost half a year.

"Are you going?" asked Hua Han.

"Hmm"

"Do you know where that little village is, I'll check it for you. ”

"Good"