The bus was covered with a thick layer of snow and was wandering around the old city. There were crowds busy sheltering snow on the streets, girls sprinkling flowers, children laughing happily, and big boys playing folk songs with guitars under the eaves of the bookstore.

Fang Ning and Cheng Xi stood under the street lights beside the road, looking up, the flowing light in his eyes reflected the semi-arc dome cover, the lampshade was covered with a layer of snow, and sparse snowflakes fell down.

Cheng Xi opened the umbrella again, but the umbrella was originally used by girls, and the umbrella cover could not cover all the two of them, so a layer of snow fell on their shoulders near the edge of the umbrella.

Fang Ning shook childishly, and the snow dust spread out, causing Cheng Xi to smile.

Despite the snow, there was no sign of decrease in pedestrians and vehicles on the street. The endless stream of vehicles was full of order and well-behaved, covering a layer of snow. The wipers turned to their maximum speed and slapped the snowflakes falling on the windshield. The sound of cars was filled with the sound of whistles everywhere, as if the entire old city was covered by this sound.

Gradually, as the snow became lighter, the hawking of the flower girl, the shouts of the stall vendors mixed with the sound of the whistle, but there was always a sound that passed through the wind and snow, either roar or shouting, but it was just so light, like the songs hummed when I was a child, which came into everyone's ears.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the singing. Under the eaves of the Tsinghua Bookstore, the big boy with a cold face was red and trembling slightly trembling holding a guitar and singing a song:

"Will you be fine today? Will you be as we had expected?

But I can't do it, I don't care about other people's eyes

You said you learned to compromise and even became what you hate

I have nothing to say, but I don't want to stop.

No matter what, no matter if you are unrecognizable or vicissitudes

No matter what you are enduring, there is hope in life.”

My dear, don't be fine.

…

For some reason, the wind and snow that had already stopped suddenly became heavier again. The snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton wool, falling everywhere without a destination.

Fang Ning looked at the sky and said something strange. Cheng Xi glanced at him and stopped talking. He listened quietly to the big boy singing folk songs.

The big boy is tall and thin, wearing a brown cotton coat, his fluffy hair is dyed with snowflakes, hanging on the ends of his forehead to cover his eyebrows and eyes, but he cannot cover his clear contoured ears, so he always makes a deep impression on people. The folk songs he sang were very soft, but he sang the shyness that he should be at this age, giving people the feeling that he had just debuted.

Some people stopped to listen to the song for a while, silently went up to throw paper money in the boxes on the ground, and some flowers-selling girls wandered around and took the opportunity to sell her flowers to those people. The boy ignored it and kept singing folk songs. It seemed that it was not for money, but he was embarrassed by life, and he was written on his face.

Fang Ning hesitated for a moment, took out twenty yuan and put it in the box, "Your song is very good."

"Thank you." The boy nodded politely and continued to sing some familiar folk songs with his guitar.

The snow in the small town seemed to have been falling for a long time, but it seemed not long.

When they left, they turned around frequently. The boy from the bookstore was still singing regardless of the sing, which somewhat reminded him of the love of the record store's singles in the sunset.

The wind and snow blurred their vision, and the heart-beating melody also disappeared from the wind and snow.

The wind blows the earth at the end of the year, and the snow falls on the sky at night.

Fang Ning and Cheng Xi walked aimlessly in the small town, walked through Huaxi Lane, Qingshi Lane, Lijia Lane, and walked along the Bibo Bridge across the river, and stopped and walked to Kangle Village.

The streets are crisscrossed, the residential buildings and old farmers' supermarkets are extremely lively, and the clothes shops on Shangbei Street are closed, but the green-toned postal bureau is still open.

Walking further forward, there is Ping'an Lane in Chengguan Town.

Fang Ning suddenly stopped moving forward, and Cheng Xi stopped at the same time, looking at each other, hesitating slightly.

Of course they know what is in Ping'an Alley. The alma mater of the Federation of Overseas Chinese, which carries the memories of junior high school, is the later Xincheng Middle School. Of course, they are the last one. After they graduate, their alma mater will no longer exist. Only one Xincheng Primary School is still reserved for souvenirs, and the rest have been changed to youth football training bases.

There is a kind of emotion called being close to home. Although it may be somewhat inappropriate here, it is almost the same.

Fang Ning knew that the ending was already destined, so he became very calm after the sadness. At most, he would just bypass this place in the future and not come to this sad place.

But for Cheng Xi, there are special emotions here. The colder the person, the more passionate the emotions in his heart. For her, there will always be only one person in the alma mater, that is, Overseas Chinese Middle School, not No. 2 Middle School.

"Why don't we go somewhere else?" Fang Ning asked.

"Let's go and have a look." Cheng Xi said, and walked forward.

He was very familiar with every place here. He didn't feel that much at that time, but now he came back again, but he felt extremely moved in his heart.

They came to the previous school gate, and at this time they had changed to a tall guard room. The doors and windows were black and opaque glass, and the scene inside could not be seen. However, it is certain that the security guards inside were no longer the same group of security guards as before.

The Junior High School of the Federation of Overseas Chinese was transformed into a huge football field. The green lawn was covered with thick snow, and the tall telephone poles and mesh walls all had snow marks. Cheng Xi and Fang Ning stood there and stared, a little lost.

The snow in the sky seemed to have stopped for a while, but the north wind blew again, and it hurt like a knife on the face.

Cheng Xi turned around and said to Fang Ning, who was holding the umbrella, "The snow is very small now, please put away the umbrella. With such a wind, it is very difficult to hold the umbrella."

"Yeah." Fang Ning responded, then shook off the snow on the umbrella and put it away.

The two people walked side by side as they met, with an umbrella on their shoulders and their bodies approaching very close.

The snow has stopped. The north wind has gradually reduced its power. Even so, the winds blow on people's faces still make people feel uncomfortable.

"Fang Ning, do you feel cold?" Cheng Xi suddenly asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm wearing a lot of clothes, it's still very warm and I don't feel cold at all." Fang Ning didn't know why she asked, but she replied.

"But I feel cold and still shivering."

Fang Ning said: "There is a Miyuan West Point in front of us. We can go and sit down and drink coffee to drive away the cold. What do you think?"

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Cheng Xi and was stunned.

Cheng Xi's lips were a little white, and his body was indeed shaking... But he was fine just now, why did he suddenly become like this?
Chapter completed!