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The winter in City C is extremely cold this year.

There have been several heavy snowfalls, and the whole city has been covered in a cloud of gray.

In November, the school's three parties came down, and Lin Jingfan didn't make any further entanglements. After receiving the three parties, he directly signed a tripartite agreement with ET.

After the contract was signed, everything seemed to be settled, and everything seemed to have just begun.

ET gave him a five-month long vacation, which was enough for him to have a good winter vacation before finishing his graduation project.

On the day after signing the contract, Lin Jingfan packed his things and went back to City G.

He pulled the suitcase and walked out. People came and went on the campus, but they all seemed to be in a hurry.

The old campus seems to be like this all the time, sending off a batch of graduates every year.

And he didn't feel until then that the parting movement had already kicked off this winter.

Before getting in the car, he glanced back at the school, feeling a little lost inexplicably, as if it was still yesterday when he moved to the old campus.

This is graduation?

He didn't even have time to go to the swimming pool in the old campus.

However, life has always been like this. When you have it, you always feel that the future is still far away. There will always be opportunities in the future. You will feel regretful until you are about to lose it.

The winter vacation of senior year was the longest vacation in Lin Jingfan's life.From the signing of the tripartite agreement in November, he can stay at home until the opening of the graduation project in February of the following year.

In the first few days he was in a good mood.I sleep until noon every day, just in time for lunch at home.After eating, I lay in bed and watched dramas and variety shows until midnight at night, and slept until noon the next day.

Both Lin Wulian and Shen Fangfei feel sorry for him for his hard work in the internship, and their son finally came back, so they have to relax no matter what, so they never talk about him.

So Lin Jingfan lived like this every day in a drunken dream.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, Wei Yang came back, and Lin Jingfan went to the village to pick him up.

So one person's drunkenness and dreams became two people's.

Wei Yang also lost his love. Although he went to Tsinghua University, he still couldn't hide his depression.

"Brother, why do you think we are in such a miserable situation?" After hearing Lin Jingfan's talk with Zhou Hao, Wei Yang slammed his wine glass on the table in grief and indignation.

"It's good to know brother now." Lin Jingfan rolled his eyes at him angrily, "When we first fell in love, I even forgot what my brother's name was."

"Tsk, even this makes you jealous. We've been brothers for so many years, even if we haven't been in touch for a few years, our relationship won't fade away." Wei Yang smiled and shoved him, and Lin Jingfan not to be outdone, gave him a slap fist.

The end of the year is approaching, and there is a noisy smell in the air. There are many people gathered at the night market stalls, drinking, smoking, grilling and punching.

Most of the men in the north are bold and tough. In the cold weather, many people go out on the street wearing only a jacket, drinking heavily, eating meat, and bragging to the girls next to them.

The oil and water on the barbecue grill sizzled, and a lot of cumin was sprinkled on it, and the fragrance wafted far away with the noise.

"Fifty skewers of beef tendons are ready!" The proprietress yelled loudly, coming from a pile of tables and chairs, and placed a skewer of barbecued meat in front of them.

Wei Yang picked up the iron stick and bit the meat, and said seriously: "Then what are you going to do now, from your brother's point of view, in fact, I think it's good to just let it go."

"After all, once you start dating, it's very difficult to deal with ordinary girls. Brother, I am a living example. Not to mention that this girl has depression, and you can't bear the responsibility yourself..."

"I don't know either." Lin Jingfan took a sip of ginger ale cola depressedly, leaned on the back of the chair blankly, and said, "I also know that it will be difficult to be with him, but as long as... I always miss him and worry about his bad life..."

"Everyone is like this. They always feel that they are important." Wei Yang took a sip of his wine depressingly, "Actually, in this world, there is no one who can't do without someone. So what if we broke up, and life is still the same. .”

"Are you brainwashing yourself?" Lin Jingfan glanced at him, "You still talk about me, don't you still not forget it?"

"Who can't forget?" Wei Yang slammed the table down and said excitedly, "Who says I can't forget! I'm handsome and suave, and there will be a large garden waiting for me in the future. Who the hell won't forget her."

"...", Lin Jingfan looked at him quietly.

half an hour.

"You're drunk," he said.

"I'm not drunk," Wei Yang leaned softly on the plastic chair, shaking his head like a rattle.

"You're drunk, bro." Lin Jingfan patted him on the shoulder, and Wei Yang couldn't sit still, staggered and fell on the table.

Lin Jingfan smiled and shook his head, looking at the table full of beer bottles, fell into deep thought.

"It's not that you're such a good guy, you don't know how to drink, you made me drink so much..." Wei Yang muttered while laying on his stomach.

Lin Jingfan stared at the mess on the table, as if looking at another person through them.

"Hey, impotence, actually you are wrong, it's not that he can't leave me, it's me... I can't leave him at all", he licked his lower lip, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky full of stars .

"Impotence", he murmured softly, "I seem to... still fall in love with him."

Even if I deny it again and again, shrink back again and again, and tell myself to be rational again and again, in the end, I still can't lie to myself.

The phone vibrated on the table, an unfamiliar phone number flashed on the screen, Lin Jingfan answered it dully.

"Hey?"

No one on the other side spoke.

"Hello?"

Still no one spoke.

Lin Jingfan's doubts lasted for less than a second, and suddenly he thought of a person:

"Zhou... Hao", he tentatively said, "Are you Zhou Hao?"

The other side was still silent, only the faint sound of breathing accompanied by the sound of wind came from the receiver.

"You are Zhou Hao," Lin Jingfan said with certainty, "Brother Hao, where are you now, are you still in City C? I have a lot to say to you, I just..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone hung up suddenly.

At that moment, Lin Jingfan thoroughly confirmed the other party's identity.

He clicked on the call record and called back, but the other party hung up, and when he called again, the other party had already turned off his phone.

"Depend on!"

Lin Jingfan angrily threw the phone on the table, Wei Yang was sleeping on his stomach, startled by the movement, turned around and continued to sleep.

Lin Jingfan sat on the chair and calmed down for a while, then picked up the phone again.

He wanted to add a note to the strange call, but when he clicked on the string of numbers, he suddenly found that this number had called him several times before today!

Most of the calls came in the early morning and midnight.

There were many people who called Lin Jingfan every day during school, and if he didn't get through, he would call again, so he usually didn't pay much attention to the missed calls, so he missed them!

The night wind was blowing coldly, Lin Jingfan only felt that Zhou Hao was going to drive him crazy.

He has grown up so big, he has never experienced this kind of feeling, and he can't wait to buy a ticket and go back to City C right now.

But he didn't even know if Zhou Hao was in City C, maybe he went home for the New Year?

However, he doesn't even know where Zhou Hao's home is. He only vaguely remembers that "None" once said that his home is in a very remote mountain village, and his parents are very traditional...

He must have been very unhappy at home.

Lin Jingfan leaned on the chair dejectedly, rubbing his hands on his face, feeling powerless.

The noise of the night market continued, he sat in the cold wind for a long time, Zhou Hao didn't call again.

The night market closed, he carried Wei Yang home, lay on the bed exhausted, and fell asleep.

For people of Lin Jingfan's age group, the Spring Festival is an extremely embarrassing existence.

Lin Jingfan liked Chinese New Year quite a lot when he was a child. There are many relatives in his family, and every year when he visits relatives and friends, he can get a lot of New Year's money.

But as I grow up, the annual New Year's money distribution becomes a tug-of-war between "you can't take it, you can't take it" and "you have to take it, you have to take it".

Therefore, the biggest headache for him every winter vacation is the Chinese New Year.

On New Year's Eve, according to the village's customary cleaning, Lin Jingfan and Lin Wu hurriedly pasted couplets and door gods, and cleaned the house thoroughly.

Shen Fangfei worked in the kitchen all afternoon, preparing a New Year's Eve dinner.

At seven or eight o'clock, firecrackers sounded one after another in the village. The naive Wei Yang thief came to him with two boxes of his little nephew's firecrackers.

The two wore thick down jackets, and each of them threw a box of cannons on the side of the road for fun, and went home after throwing.

At 08:30, the whole family sits at the table, watching the Spring Festival Gala while eating the New Year’s Eve dinner.

"The Spring Festival Gala is getting more and more boring," Lin Wulian sighed after taking a sip of wine.

"That's right," Lin Jingfan continued, "Why don't I take the two of you on a trip next year during the Chinese New Year, it's really boring to spend like this every year."

"How can I do that?" Shen Fangfei said displeasedly, "If you don't leave your relatives, you won't entertain guests? If you don't want to celebrate the New Year at home, go and play with your friends by yourself, don't push your dad."

"That was not what I meant……"

"Son", Lin Wulian looked at him earnestly, "You are about to graduate now, if you talk about girls in college, bring them back for me and your mother to see?"

Lin Jingfan thought again, so he could only complain: "Dad! Really not!"

"How could it not be possible!" Lin Wulian said displeased, "Your mother and I are not unreasonable people, and besides, you are not young at this age, so you can't tell us what's going on..."

Lin Jingfan was like the first and the second eldest, thinking that he would have to face such torture every year in the future, he simply didn't want to go home for the New Year.

It's past eleven.

Blessing text messages came intermittently from the mobile phone, Lin Jingfan thanked them one by one, thought about it, and edited a text message, planning to send it to everyone in groups when the countdown to the new year comes.

His fingertips slid across the unfamiliar phone number. After that day, Zhou Hao didn't call again, but Lin Jingfan called several times, but he was either hung up or told that the phone had been turned off.

He didn't save a note for the call, in fact he had almost memorized the string of numbers.

The countdown to the Spring Festival Gala began, at twelve o'clock, the new year is here, Lin Jingfan pressed the group sending button.

The sound of firecrackers in the village seemed to burst the eardrums. Shen Fangfei came out with a letter of New Year's money and handed it to him with a smile.

The mobile phone on the table was beeping non-stop, and everyone was sending distant blessings to each other. After a full hour, the excitement gradually calmed down.

The lanterns in the village were hung high, and many people planned to stay awake tonight and stay vigil until dawn.

Lin Jingfan lay on the bed, clicked on the string of numbers again, hesitated for a moment, and dialed out.

As if there was some kind of premonition, the other side actually picked it up this time.

The author has something to say: I still love you today~