Year of the year

The clear street lamps reflect the watery night, the cold smoke is faint in the night sky, and the snow is like broken jade flowers, floating quietly.

Jin Feng walked on the street, his slender eyebrows inadvertently frowned.The images in my mind all belong to the same person, and then... exhausted.

A figure ahead, from far to near.Such a picture in the snow is familiar and makes Jin Feng miss it.The name that was about to come out was swallowed back.

Han Ze was a little surprised, he was helpless in the snow.

Jin Feng made up his mind and wanted to pass by, but he was still driven by instinct.

"Where have you been these few days?" Jin Feng's eyes were colder than ice and snow.

"Something at home."

"Something. Are you busy preparing for the wedding?"

Han Ze looked up in surprise, with uncontrollable panic on his face.

"So it's true." Jin Feng laughed back angrily: "Sometimes, I thought about killing you...it's better to die together now."

"Jin Feng."

"Don't call me. Torture me, break me, watch me make a fool of myself, what do you want from me, what is my uglyness to you? Do you enjoy this sense of superiority?"

Han Ze gritted his teeth, not daring to look at Jin Feng.

"I should have completely forgotten about you five years ago. I must remember the lessons of these five years so that I will never repeat the same mistakes in the future."

A layer of fear slowly rose in Han Ze's heart, and finally those words came out of Jin Feng's mouth.

"I let you go, from now on, I will let myself go."

The two people in the snow finally passed each other. This time, is it really the last time?Farewell, whoever allows it can be easy.

Han Ze stood in front of Jin Feng desperately: "I'm not engaged."

His aggrieved and forbearing eyes are like the images that have often come into his mind in the past five years.Jin Feng almost softened his heart, but his reason did not allow him to throw away his armor and compromise: "I have nothing to do with you. Maybe you should get married, and I will be grateful to you for choosing to be a stranger to me first. There is nothing else, Please get out of the way."

Han Ze felt a throbbing pain in his heart, his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, but he stubbornly stood in front of Jin Feng and refused to give in.

"I don't want to be entangled with you anymore. I'm tired. I don't have time to accompany your games. I don't care if you are engaged or not. I have seen you through. I have been stupid for too long. I should wake up and eat up. I deserve it for the constant losses.”

Han Ze's eyes turned red uncontrollably, Jin Feng's words were exhausting his courage bit by bit.

For five years, I have never stopped thinking about Jin Feng. I want to see him but I can’t tell him. I listen to his songs, watch his concerts, pay attention to him, see him smiling, frowning, looking at him, and even breathing. will hurt.

"Get out of the way, don't make me hate you."

Jin Feng's sternness made Han Ze tremble.I couldn't utter a word if it was stuck in my throat.

Jin Feng's eyes gradually turned cold, and he understood that it would be futile to expect any more.Even against his will, he can't soften his heart.

"There is more than one road, I want to go, you can't stop it."

The moment Jin Feng turned around, Han Ze suddenly had the illusion that time stood still. Jin Feng's icy back, and Han Ze's figure in the wind and snow, finally marked the end of love.

A gust of wind made the snow colder and the night colder.The snowy road was so long that it finally made it difficult for Han Ze to go on, and fell powerlessly on the snow. His tears froze before they flowed down. He clung to the snow with his hands until his palms were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

But the images of those years linger in my eyes, and I am obviously in pain, but I can't summon the courage to give up.

During the mid-autumn festival over the years, a few members of the literature club followed the example of the ancients by "toasting to the bright moon", reciting poems and counterpointing, arty, in fact, it is disgusting that death does not pay for life.This year, I didn't become disgusted by others. The people in the club made themselves disgusted enough first.

The reason was that Jin Feng and Shi Hanwen asked for leave, and each went home for the holidays.

Zhang Jinshi was lying at the window facing the moon, distraught, Han Ze stared at the clock on the wall motionless like a madman, still muttering something, Jiangsu Yao with a dark face, kicked Wang Xiucai who was thinking about something: " Let go, these two souls are not here."

"Try it for a while, and you will be able to turn around." Wang Xiucai looked determined.

"The two ecstasies said they would be back at eight, but now it's ten." Jiangsu Yao was dubious.

"You are in a hurry, what are you doing tonight?"

"Look at their awkwardness."

Wang Xiucai suddenly laughed sourly: "There will be a good show later. Let's go, let's warm up for Brother Han first."

The two swaggered up to Han Ze.

"Brother Han, let me help you take the clock and look at it, lest you keep looking up and hurting your cervical spine." Wang Xiucai's expression was very sincere.

Han Ze thought for a while: "I don't need you, I will do it myself." Then he really took off the clock on the wall and put it on the coffee table to continue watching.

"Brother Han, Jin Feng is here, ignore him for at least two hours, we can fight back."

"No, four hours, I have to pay back double."

Wang Xiucai lay next to Jiangsu Yao's ear: "Do you believe it?"

"Fuck, you can't hold back for a minute."

"Don't flatter Brother Han, just stretch for a second at most."

Then the reality was even more cruel. As soon as there were footsteps in the corridor, Han Ze and Zhang Jinshi started running without thinking about their own safety.

Jin Feng and Shi Hanwen appeared at the same time... at the same time...

Han Ze's expression changed instantly: "I'm going to the toilet."

Zhang Jinshi sneered at Han Ze: "Han Wen, is it cold?"

When seeing Shi Hanwen's gentle smile again, Zhang Jinshi also bloomed like a flower happily.

Jin Feng caught up with Han Ze and walked into the toilet together.

"Why are you together?" Han Ze's eyes burst into flames.

"It just happened to happen." Jin Feng said coldly, "Can we discuss this matter in another place?"

"Shi Hanwen can't get in here."

Jin Feng wanted to laugh, but Han Ze would probably be offended if he laughed at this moment.He took a deep breath, but still spoke harshly: "You think this way because you don't understand Hanwen."

"You know her?"

"Alright."

"..."

"As far as I know, there's no place she can't get in. Except..."

"what?"

"in my heart."

Han Ze suddenly lost his mind.It's just that Jin Feng didn't say that he could walk into his heart, why was he blushing.

"Where were you two hours ago?"

"Talk to my parents at home."

One sentence left Han Ze speechless.What do Han Zeneng and Jin Feng's parents earn?

"I told my parents to take you home next time for them to see. The negotiation time was two hours later than expected."

Han Ze had the illusion of a thunderbolt.Staring dumbfounded.

"Scared?"

Han Ze shook his head, but a little dizzy.The host of the invitation to the moon is obviously Jiangsu Yao and the others, but it looks like himself who drank too much.Yes, the culprit is the misty soup that Jin Feng poured on him just now.

"Do you still have questions?"

Han Ze shook his head again.

"Let's go."

Jin Feng took Han Ze's hand, and both of them returned to the literature club happily.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Jiangsu Yao: "The egg hurts."

Wang Xiucai explained with a smile on his face: "I made a bet with Jiangsu Yao that Brother Han's anger will disappear when he comes back from the toilet. Tomorrow, Jiangsu Yao will treat you to X City Hotel."

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