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One thousand kilometers away, Mudu.

In the old small courtyard, there is still blue green in the Spring Festival. Compared with Lin Xue's memory of the bleakness in the north, it is a different scene.

The low-slung bungalow exudes a strong atmosphere of smoke, and on the table are eight-treasure rice and smoked fish, which are essential traditional foods for the Spring Festival.

After the meal, Lin Xue took out the chocolates given by Miao Kefei and shared them: "Aunt Chao, Uncle Chao, try it, it was given by one of my former students."

Aunt Chao said cheerfully: "The taste of chocolates written in foreign codes is different. Axue, we have been taken care of by you for so many years. Today's Chinese New Year, I will be your godmother, so don't be bothered by asking me one more question." .”

"What do you plan for yourself? Could it be that you have been guarding us in this small town?"

Lin Xue lowered her head and bit the chocolate: "What, you think I'm annoying?"

Aunt Chao waved her hand: "How can I find you annoying. Just look at this, except for those who do business in the tourist area, they are either old people who are pensioners or children who have not yet gone to school. Everyone else only comes back during the holidays. .”

"Let me say something more. The neighbor Aunt Zhao told me that when you went to the market that night, you were with a girl?"

As soon as Lin Xue returned to Mudu, Aunt Chao began to worry about her personal problems. Lin Xue didn't plan to go on a blind date, so she told Aunt Chao her true orientation.

Aunt Chao and Uncle Chao also lived in Beicheng in the early years, and knew that this is not a rare thing now, especially in the sports circle, but she urged Lin Xue to hurry up and find a partner.

Lin Xue said frankly: "It's an ex-girlfriend. She came here on a business trip and we met by chance."

Aunt Chao tentatively asked: "You said that girl is very good-looking, right? Why did she become an ex-girlfriend?"

Lin Xue lowered her head and remained silent, staring at the tooth marks on the chocolate.

Is this chocolate bitter?Is it sweet?

She found she couldn't taste it at all.

She fell into the worst state she had been in before.

Uncle Chao, who is in a wheelchair, usually doesn't talk much, but silent people are often very delicate. He looked at Lin Xue and interrupted Aunt Chao deliberately: "Axue has her own ideas, so don't ask so many questions."

Aunt Chao smiled and went to get melon seeds and peanuts.

It just so happened that the Spring Festival Gala on TV was showing the warm-up program for the Winter Olympics. The host was very excited to show off the effect of the new stadium. The silver ice surface was like a frozen city, waiting for the king who could control it to be born.

The host himself was overjoyed, pinching the microphone and breaking his voice: "Based on the major breakthroughs in our country's double figure skating events, I hope that our men's singles and women's singles events will also be able to produce talented people from generation to generation, bringing more Our new surprise!"

In the following promotional video, as expected, Lin Xue saw Dai Qing's flawless and beautiful face, dressed in light blue Kausten on the ice like a butterfly flapping its wings, ready to fly.

Lin Xue avoided her gaze almost instinctively.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Uncle Chao glanced at Lin Xue: "Axue, have you ever thought about skating again?"

Lin Xue: "Uncle Chao, didn't I say..."

Uncle Chao smiled: "I just thought, if Ah Xi hadn't been impulsive back then, if she was still around, she would definitely not be able to resist putting on her skates again."

In the second half of the Spring Festival Gala, someone set off sporadic fireworks outside. Lin Xue said that she went to the yard to have a look, but she didn't come in for a long time.

Uncle Chao called Aunt Chao: "Go out and have a look, I always feel that Ah Xue is not in a good mood tonight."

Aunt Chao didn't see it at all: "Really?"

But she still decided to go out and have a look. As soon as she walked out the door, she saw Lin Xue standing in the yard with her hands in her pockets. She hadn't watched the fireworks for a long time. Instead, she lowered her head and looked at a rabbit lantern hanging on the door.

Aunt Chao asked with a smile, "It's just New Year's Eve, and it's still early before the Lantern Festival. Why did you hang up the lanterns? Was it a child who hung up the lanterns mischievously?"

"No." Lin Xue reluctantly raised her lips: "I hung it up. Looking at the excitement, let's think of it as a warm-up for the Lantern Festival."

In the lantern, a small wick is like a bean, warm and amiable.

But in Lin Xue's eyes, this bean-like light is too weak, so weak that it can't even illuminate the small courtyard, how can it illuminate the distance of a thousand kilometers.

It would be fine to let her even take a look at him from a distance and see a vague shadow of that person.

******

Early in the morning of the first day of the new year, Yang Jingsi came to pay Sang Jia a New Year greeting, and Sang Jiate happily took the red envelope and insisted on giving it to her.

Yang Jingsi secretly pulled Sang Tian aside and asked, "Did that wolf bastard Lin Xue call you during the countdown to twelve o'clock last night?"

Sang Tian: "No."

Yang Jingsi asked again: "You haven't sent WeChat yet?"

Sang Tian: "No."

Yang Jingsi: "It's over, it's over, it's over, then you are really divided. From the perspective of the countless eyes of the sisters, you two are so dry, you shouldn't be!"

Sang Tian: "Do you think you have a lot of experience in dating?"

Yang Jingsi's false modesty is really proud: "Let's do it, after all, I've been giving snot mud to the prettiest boys in my class since the fifth grade."

Sang Tian: "What for?"

Yang Jingsi: "Snot mud! It's between solid and liquid, softer than plasticine. Didn't you play with it when you were young?

Sang Tian: "... Let me ask a little too much, did you catch up with the prettiest little boy in your class?"

Yang Jingsi said with regret: "No, I don't know what went wrong."

Sang Tian thought to herself, I'm going to attack your strange gift-giving idea, if it really catches up with me, I will be a capitalized incomprehension.

"Don't mention my unbearable past." Yang Jingsi waved her hand: "Aren't we talking about you? Since you are completely separated from the wolf cub, let me tell you one thing, the food and drink that you didn't add in our college class Play group, while giving out red envelopes last night, someone inquired about you..."

"Stop it." Sang Tian hurriedly stopped her, "Don't mess with me, sisters would rather be short than excessive, and now I want to be a reborn heroine who makes money and starts a career."

Yang Jingsi snorted: "I'm afraid that you are lacking. It's a bit concrete. The height of 167 and the body of a paper man poke two dark eyeballs on the face, and they never look at people directly. All they need is a note on the forehead. My surname is Lin and my name is Xue."

Sang Tian: "Yang Jingsi, your mouth is really bad."

"Hey." Yang Jingsi sighed: "I was afraid when I heard you said that I was tempted."

Being distracted is a very dangerous thing. She deeply remembered that Sang Tian was too distracted in her previous life to end up on a dead end. She had never been reborn and never been to Sang Tian's mourning hall, but ever since Sang Tian told her about it, she always did it. A dream, dreaming that I was in a room full of fog, crying out of breath in front of a black and white photo of Sang Tian.

Sang Tian whispered, "Actually, I'm afraid too."

But it's not up to her whether she can move her heart or not, just like people can't explain why they catch a cold.

A high fever is inevitable.

Sang Tian scolded in his heart: md, there is no specific medicine at all!

******

The Spring Festival holiday for adults is only seven days, and soon it will be time to go to work after the year.

Ding Yuning started bluffing before entering the office: "How much weight have you gained during Chinese New Year? I gained four catties!"

When she saw Sang Tian, ​​she almost lost her temper and said, "Why do you look so thin?! People who are not fat during the Spring Festival are not gregarious, don't you know?! You will be excluded!"

Sang Tian didn't get on the scale, but she guessed that she had lost a little weight, because the waist was a little looser than before when she wore a hip-wrapping skirt.

She persuaded Ding Yuning: "As long as you wear the mask well, no one will know how fat you are."

Ding Yuning asked, "Why have you lost weight?"

Sang Tian: "I'm losing weight."

Ding Yuning: "You still lose weight with your small body?" She thought for a while: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself because your girlfriend is a heavenly dish, right?"

Sang Tian's heart sank.

She thinks this is like taking a taxi. When she wants to take a taxi, she always fails to take it, and when she doesn't take a taxi, she can always see taxis wandering around the street.

When she was in a relationship before, she always felt that Lin Xue was too low-key and had too few traces in her life. Only after breaking up now did she realize that Lin Xue had already filled every corner of her life like air.

She was unarmed, and she didn't need the luck of Lin Xue, who was a thousand kilometers away, to perform her kung fu.

Anyone in life who casually picks up a small piece of Lin Xue's remains can pierce her with bruises all over her body, making her defenseless.

In order to prevent Ding Yuning from accidentally hurting her again, Sang Tian said in a low voice, "I broke up with her."

Ding Yuning was taken aback: "Why? You two are so good at it."

Sang Tian forced a smile: "The personalities don't match."

As we were talking, a delivery boy came to the office. He was celebrating Chinese New Year. He wore a headband with two red envelopes on his head. He asked energetically, "Is Sang Tian here?"

Sang Tian: "I am."

The little brother handed her a big and delicate box: "Someone sent you flowers, sign for it!"

Sang Tian's heart skipped a beat.

She received flowers because she really had a psychological shadow, because before Tao Qinian always gave her flowers regardless of whether she was allergic to pollen, whether she would sneeze like a grass mud horse.

Ding Yuning leaned over: "Wow, what a beautiful eternal flower! Do you know that this internet celebrity flower shop is very expensive? Who gave it to you?"

Sang Tian tremblingly opened it——

It turned out to be Dai Qing.

Sang Tian found out that Dai Qing had investigated her, and even knew that she was allergic to pollen, because the eternal flower sent was made of begonias with almost no pollen.

On the small white simple card, there is a simple sentence: "Happy New Year."

There is also a signature of Dai Qing.

Ding Yuning shouted all of a sudden: "This is written by Dai Qing herself! I saw her handwriting on a variety show! She is so busy and sends you flowers and writes you a letter with her own hand. She won't treat you Interesting, right? This is simply a Lujiang novel!"

Sang Tian wondered why everyone around her was looking at Lujiang.

She shook the card: "Is this called a letter? This is called a small card with only four characters written on it!"

"Six!" Ding Yuning said seriously: "There are two words of her name, a total of six words!"

The two were arguing, and Lao He walked in with a heavy face.

Lao He is never late, so he was late on the first day of the new year. Sang Tian and Ding Yuning were quite surprised.

Ding Yuning joked with him: "Old He, are you too fat during the Chinese New Year and are embarrassed to come to see us?"

Lao He lowered his voice and said, "My wife is sick."

Sang Tian and Ding Yuning were both taken aback.

Before Lao He became a glorious daughter slave, he was first a wife slave.

It is said that Lao He's wife is his college classmate, and both of them are a bit literary and artistic. They often watch the snow and the moon together, and talk about poetry and life together.

Sang Tian hurriedly asked, "What's the situation?"

Lao He: "Endometrial cancer."

Sang Tian's heart skipped a beat again, even more violently than when collecting flowers just now.

Ever since Sang Jia got breast cancer in her previous life, she has been very afraid of these gynecological cancers.

She knows all too well how painful the treatment of these diseases is, and it may not be effective. If people say it’s gone, it’s gone in a flash.

She asked Lao He: "What did the doctor say? Can it be cured?"

Lao He: "The doctor said there is still hope, but people have to suffer."

Sang Tian nodded: "As long as it can be cured, have you had breakfast? You can't collapse yourself, you have to carry it for her."

Ding Yuning grabbed her phone and ran to the elevator: "Lao He, you wait, I'll go downstairs and buy it for you. I just saw that your favorite steamed stuffed bun is out this morning!"

When Ding Yuning finished buying the buns and went upstairs, Lao He managed to eat two bites.

Sang Tian sat back in his seat, sighed quietly, and started working.

When he was off work, Sang Tian received a call from Dai Qing: "Have you received the flowers?"

Sang Tian: "You're not still thinking about you chasing me, are you? Your Highness, the World Championships are coming up in a few days after the Chinese New Year. Shouldn't you be more focused?"

Dai Qing actually said, "Are you worried about me?"

Sang Tian: "Why am I worried about you? What you're asking is like whether I should worry about a celebrity with a daily salary of 50."

"I just think that since you are going to participate in the competition, you should perform well, and don't lose the chain during the Spring Festival and add trouble to the people of the whole country."

Dai Qing: "How do you know I won't perform well? I have been training in closed doors during this time, but I found that chasing you really relieved me."

Sang Tian: "Don't, you really want to decompress. I will buy you 20 meters of bubble wrap for five yuan on Taobao. You can pinch one meter a day to ensure that you can also decompress."

Dai Qing: "How can it be the same, you are more interesting than Bubble Wrap."

Sang Tian: ...

Should I be proud that I won Bubble Wrap?

Sang Tian: "Just say it straight, you don't think I'm interesting, you think Chen Lingxue's ex-girlfriend is interesting."

Dai Qing: "Whatever you say. By the way, I'm going to go to war in a week. My mother hosted a dinner for me to boost morale. I've invited the entire sports team of Moxu. Remember to come."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Sang Tian was actually quite speechless to Dai Qing.

Dai Qing seemed to think that by snatching Chu Lingxue's title, her status, and her girlfriend, she could prove that she was better than Chu Lingxue and that she was in control of everything.

But is that the case?In fact, Sang Tian felt that she didn't need her to give Dai Qing an answer to this question.

Her attention can't be on Dai Qing all the time, she has to focus on herself.

After breaking up with Lin Xue, everything seemed to go wrong.

After Chi Xia met with Sang Tian once a year later, he checked every possible clue, but all of them led to a dead end.

At the same time, the illness of Lao He's wife increased the pressure on their team to "absolutely not be laid off" several times.Sang Tian desperately searched for resources, but sports news is really different from social news. Social news can also be run on two legs. In the sports circle, no network means no resources.

The senior executives of the group went to talk to Lao He again, and when Lao He came back, his face was as gloomy as if it was going to snow.

Ding Yuning quietly told Sang Tian: "Lao He secretly answered the phone before, and I heard it when I went to the toilet. It seems that her wife's medicine bill should be paid again."

Lao He's wife has no income at all now. If Lao He is laid off again, the whole family will be ruined.

So during this period of time, apart from going to the ice school and visiting Sang Jia in the hospital, Sang Tian spent all the other time working overtime with Ding Yuning in the office to see if he could help a group of Lao He.

However, she is still receiving the translation, and she does it at home in the middle of the night. After all, the imported medicine that Sang Jia is using now is quite expensive, and the medical insurance cannot be covered.

It’s really sleepy to suffer like this every day. Sang Tian bought a lot of instant coffee powder at a discount online. It's cheap, and the other ones cost [-] cents a cup, and she can't bear it.

One day when Sang Tian went to see Sang Jia, Sang Jia stared at her face and asked, "Are you dark circles or some trendy eye makeup?"

Sang Tian peeled an apple for Sang Jia: "What eye makeup can make me look like a giant panda?"

"Then you really have dark circles?" Sang Jia hesitated to speak, and then said: "Although you and Lin Xue are still young, you should exercise restraint. Injury to your kidneys will not be good for the future..."

Sang Tian: "Hey, what kind of car are you driving like an old lady?"

But she would rather Sang Jia hold such a misunderstanding than Sang Jia know how much pressure she is under.

Sang Jia: "By the way, when will Xue Lin come to see me? I want to eat the porridge she cooked."

Sang Tian: "She's been very busy recently, let's talk about it after a while."

Coming out of the ward, Sang Tian hurriedly prepared to go back to the office, but Gu Ji was waiting for her in the corridor.

Sang Tian saw that Gu Jicun's expression was not good, and felt a little flustered: "Doctor Gu, it can't be my mother's illness..."

Gu Jicun shook his head: "Don't be nervous, your mother's treatment is normal now, I came to you to tell you that the special medicine you asked your friend to find from abroad is about to run out."

"Although you said last time that your friend couldn't get it, I thought, can you still ask your friend? At present, the hospital can't get this medicine, but without this medicine, it will have a great impact on your mother. big."

Sang Tian was stunned for a while: "Okay, I'll find a way, thank you, Dr. Gu."

Gu Jicun patted her on the shoulder, sighed and left.

Sang Tian stood by the window in a daze for a while, his hand shaking when he took out his phone.

She remembered that at Sangjia's funeral in her previous life, her whole body was made of wood, and her whole body seemed to be covered with a transparent film, which isolated her from the real world.

Yang Jingsi's voice was so far away, only a black and white photo of Sang Jia in front of the mourning hall was left, which hurt Sang Tian's eyes.

From then on, Sang Tian understood one thing - you meet seemingly complete bodies on the road, but you never know that there are broken souls hidden inside.

Because that's what she is.

She took out her cell phone to call Zuo Ming, but Zuo Ming took a long time to pick it up, and as soon as she picked it up, there was a din of cannon fire from the other end.

Zuo Ming tapped on the keyboard as if she was rushing to draft, but she knew that Sang Tian would not call her if there was nothing urgent: "Sang Tian, ​​what's the matter?"

Sang Tian could imagine how busy Zuo Ming was while holding the phone between his shoulders and face while typing quickly with both hands.

She wanted to cry a little, Zuo Ming was risking his life there, but she had to bother Zuo Ming about these few boxes of medicine, after all, it was a matter of life and death.

She is also the only relative in the world who shares her blood.

Zuo Ming comforted her: "Don't worry, if I have a way, I will definitely get it for you."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Tian hid in the bathroom and cried a lot, biting a wet tissue so that the people in the next cubicle could not hear him.

When Sang Jia sheltered her from the wind and rain, she really didn't know that the life of an adult is so difficult.

She could almost see the little fairy of life trampling her on the ground and rubbing against her, with her hips akimbo and a smug smile on her face.

After crying, Sang Tian hurriedly washed his face with clean water, and rushed back to the office.

It just so happened that Lao He just went to the hospital to see his wife, and he entered the office earlier than Sang Tian.

Ding Yuning was asking, "How is the situation?"

Lao He forced a smile: "The treatment has progressed, but the medicine and nursing staff are really expensive."

While talking, Sang Tian walked in, Lao He exchanged a look with her, showing a helpless wry smile of "you understand".

After working overtime, Sang Tian returned home, opened his laptop, and dug out the unfinished manuscript.

She has been translating this manuscript for two weeks, and it has to be handed in tonight, which is worth Sanjia's price for a box of imported medicine—if the imported medicine is still available.

Sang Tian originally wanted to make a bowl of noodles for herself when the computer was turned on. During this time, she ate instant noodles, the fastest and cheapest, but she didn't expect that she had already eaten the last box last night.

She opened the refrigerator again and found that there was no toast left.

She didn't have time to choose takeaways, so Sang Tian hurried back to the computer and started translating as soon as possible. She would rather sleep for 10 minutes more than eat.

At dawn, the manuscript was finally translated.

Sang Tian planned to wash her hair before, but she hadn't washed her hair for two days, but the moment she closed the computer, she fell directly on the writing desk.

Don't wash it, just sleep like this.

******

After less than two hours of sleep, Sang Tian's hands were numb when she was woken up by the alarm clock. She didn't have time to wait for the blood to return to her hands, so she hurriedly brushed her teeth, washed her face, changed her clothes and put on makeup, grabbed her bag and rushed to the subway station.

Just as she was going down the stairs, her cell phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Zuo Ming.

She quickly picked it up: "Sister Zuo Ming."

Zuo Ming's voice sounded like he was about to cry, and Sang Tian had never heard Zuo Ming speak in that voice before: "Sang Tian, ​​I entrusted several people with that medicine, but they all said that there is a special shortage of raw materials for this medicine, and they all changed. It has become a special offering for athletes from various countries, I really can't get it, sorry..."

Sang Tian: "Senior Zuo Ming, please don't say that, I'm the one who troubled you."

Zuo Ming's side was full of gunfire, and Sang Tian was terrified to hear it through the phone. She told Zuo Ming to pay attention to safety, Zuo Ming was also busy, and there were people calling all the time, so she had to hang up the phone in a hurry.

Sang Tian put away his mobile phone and continued downstairs. Suddenly, the world wobbled, his legs gave way, and he fell down the stairs.

Fortunately, there are not a few steps left on the stairs, but the rolling and climbing posture is still too embarrassing for an adult in professional attire.

But at that time, Sang Tian didn't care about the embarrassment, because his knee hurt so badly that he couldn't stand up with his own strength after two attempts.

A girl who hurried past Sang Tian was startled by Sang Tian's movement, and hurried back to help her: "Are you okay? What happened?"

Sang Tian didn't know how to do it either.Maybe it was a little hypoglycemia because I didn't eat dinner yesterday, maybe I was dizzy because I didn't sleep for too long, maybe it was because I knew that the medicine was out of reach, and my spirit was too shocked after collapsing for too long.

But now that he stood up, Sang Tian smiled and waved at the girl: "I'm fine, thank you, hurry up and catch the subway, be careful you're late."

The girl saw that Sang Tian struggled even to stand up: "Are you all right?"

Sang Tian smiled brightly: "It's really all right, don't worry, you also run slowly so you don't fall."

The girl waved at Sang Tian suspiciously, and ran away in a hurry.

Adult life is like this, no matter how worried the girl is, she has no time to send Sang Tian to the hospital, and Sang Tian himself has no time to go to the hospital for an injury check. The kindness between each other is already a kind of hasty little luck.

By the time Sang Tian limped to the office, her knees were no longer hurting so much due to her self-improvement all the way, and Ding Yuning had already arrived, biting a sticky bean bun and watching a video on the computer.

Sang Tian took a look: "What are you looking at?"

But at a glance, she saw Chu Lingxue gliding as smoothly as a swan on the ice.

Ding Yuning was probably desperate to find news materials, so she dug out the previous game videos of Chu Lingxue and re-watched them for inspiration.

The video has been around for a certain period of time, and it is not so high-definition. When Sang Tian watched it before, he felt that Ling Xue's face could not be clearly seen at all, but now that he knew that Chu Lingxue was Lin Xue, a face in the distant view of the camera suddenly had a contrast. become clear.

Especially when Chu Lingxue glanced at the camera, Sang Tian suddenly felt that that glance was like Chu Lingxue looked at her through time.

Lazy, decadent, with a careless smile, upon closer inspection, there is a kind of gentleness that belongs to her alone.

Sang Tian recalled that early morning in Mudu, she was squatting at the gate of Chao’s small courtyard with a rabbit lantern in her hand, taking advantage of the last sliver of night, looking up at the row of unlit rooms on the second floor, wondering Which room does Lin Xue live in?

If she mustered up the courage to knock on the door again and ask Lin Xue if she wanted to go with her, would Lin Xue do it?

Sang Tian knew very well that Lin Xue would not.

There was only one rabbit lantern hanging empty at the gate of the small courtyard, exposed to the sun and rain until it was dilapidated, or picked up by a passing child, and completely lost its trace in Lin Xue's world from then on.

At this time, Ding Yuning answered Sang Tian's question just now while biting the sticky bean bun: "I'll watch the previous videos for inspiration, do you want to join me?"

After waiting for a long time without replying, Ding Yuning turned her head and saw that Sang Tian had disappeared at some point.

The author has something to say:

I have two weeks of Chinese New Year and no list! !Rolling and begging for favor and comfort! TAT I don't want to cry for the new year! ~

感谢在2022-01-2715:57:36~2022-01-2816:23:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the piece in the middle of the watermelon is for you to eat, and Mu Chenyan has one;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：天空之上11瓶；十三8瓶；看不得be的小甜妹4瓶；小der3瓶；关关雎鸠2瓶；薄言1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!