I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 351

Remember in one second【】

This chapter is better for eating with music

"Dr. Yang, don't come here unharmed."

"You..." In a daze, Yang Xue saw the face that was thinking about it.

"Why, not happy to see me?" He looked at her.

"No, when did you come back." She pinned her hair behind her ears, trying to make herself look less excited, but her fingers still trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"I've been back a long time ago." The person on the other side laughed, still feeling like a scumbag, unchanged, "Do you miss me?" he asked.

"No, no." Yang Xue lowered her head, not daring to look in his eyes.

"That's it, it's a little sad." His tone was a little sad, "You know, I have always wanted to see you during this period of time."

Yang Xue raised her head and saw his tender eyes.

"I, I miss you too." She clenched her fist, "I think every day, every moment, every moment."

Before, she couldn't say such things anyway, but at this time, it doesn't matter what shame or reserve is.

"It's great." He took her hand and pulled her to his side.

Seeing that face getting closer and closer, Yang Xue's heart beat faster and faster, she slowly closed her eyes, waiting for that moment to come.

For a long time, she opened her eyes.

There is endless darkness in front of me.

The man disappeared at some point.

She is the only one left in the void world, alone.

"Zhang Jue!!!"

She yelled loudly.

No one responded to her.

She started to run, but this dark world seemed to have no boundaries.

Not knowing how long she ran, she squatted down, hugging her knees with both hands.

"Where are you..."

Waking up from the dream, Yang Xue sat on the bed and did not move for a long time.

She rubbed her cheeks and forced herself to wake up.

She has no idea how many similar dreams she has had.

Without exception, every time she ended up alone.

After washing, she painted a very light makeup, mainly to cover up the dark circles.

Her head was a little dizzy, probably a little low blood sugar, she ate something forcibly, then carried her bag and went out.

Today is December 31, the last day of 2222.

She was invited to attend the New Year's Eve party of Jiangzhou University.

Said it was an evening party, but the celebration started in the morning.

Yang Xue walked on the corridor of the campus, feeling the winter sunshine.

Looking at the students who walked by talking and laughing, they went back to school in a daze.

She sat on the bench for a while, and Zhang Shijia found her.

"Junior sister, came so early."

"Well, come and have a look."

"Should I accompany you around?"

"Senior brother should have a lot of things today, don't worry about me, I just want to change it myself."

"Okay, then we'll see you at noon."

"Um."

Zhang Shijia didn't entangle too much. This was the first time the two met after the school celebration. It was probably affected by that incident. He seemed to have become more restrained and reserved, and began to develop in a mature direction.

If Yang Xue was a student, he might be attracted by the temperament exuding from him, but it is impossible now.

Looking at his back, Yang Xue shook her head slightly.

At this sensitive time, Zhang Shijia invited her to the ceremony, which is most likely a temptation.

But she prefers to believe that it is not.

Zhang Jue once told her.

Or try to guess your enemy with the worst malice.

But don't worry about seeing your friends around you with your best mind.

Don't think everyone has changed just because someone has changed.

It's undesirable to stop eating because of choking.

So she came.

Take a look at this place full of memories.

Unlike the school celebration, the New Year's Eve party is more entertaining. There is no pressure to receive other senior leaders. The school leaders simply waved their hands and let the Student Union undertake it alone, which gave the students great freedom and increased their enthusiasm.

On the small roads on campus, the students who came and went were all talking about it, all looking forward to the evening performance. Yang Xue even saw someone practicing on the grass holding a guitar.

This is what youth should be like.

Yang Xue sat on the grass in Changdu Garden and waved to the distance.

The man in a leather jacket who was hiding behind the stone tablet was taken aback for a moment, and then walked towards her.

Yang Xue stood up and bowed to him.

"Mr., thank you for your protection over the past few months."

Old Smith was a little surprised, his anti-reconnaissance ability was extremely strong, even if the bureau didn't know his existence, he didn't know when Yang Xue discovered him.

"This is what I should do." He leaned slightly and gave a bow.

"I don't know what your relationship is with him, but thank you." Yang Xue looked at her toes, "I thought about it. If he doesn't come back, if you want to leave... just leave, go to what you thought. Life, there is no need to fate

^0^Remember in one second【】

Take it here. "

Old Smith smiled. He knew in his heart that if Zhang Jue really couldn't come back, then there was no future for mankind, let alone the life he wanted to live.

But he also knew that this was Yang Xue's last kindness towards him and those who were still carrying out Zhang Jue's orders.

Will Smith also received a call from Yang Xue last night, expressing the same meaning.

In fact, everyone understands that Zhang Jue has never appeared, and the backlash will only get stronger.

Once those lurking in the darkness decide that Zhang Jue will never come back, all his legacy will be divided up.

And these people who stubbornly wait for Zhang Jue will all be killed.

Yang Xue didn't want to see such a thing happen, she would rather bear it all alone.

Old Smith has died many times, and has no such strong obsession with whether he can survive.

He follows Zhang Jue because he feels that Zhang Jue has the ability to change the world.

But if Zhang Jue really disappears from then on, it won't be long before the end of the world anyway, it makes no difference.

"Dr. Yang, in fact, you don't have to be too pessimistic."

Old Smith looked around, watching the students chasing and slapstick.

"Except for some extremists, no one dared to do everything without getting the exact news from Consultant Zhang. They attacked Site336, arrested the little girl, and even sent someone to assassinate you. They seem to be thrilling, but in fact they are all just one thing. They don't necessarily want to kill you. They just want to see if Consultant Zhang will show up when your life is threatened. Otherwise, they will send some powerful people directly, and we will be dead long ago. You are now The thing to do is to stabilize everything. If even you lose your confidence, the enemy will only be more unscrupulous. You can come to this ceremony, very good, you don't panic, it is them who panic."

What Old Smith said and Zhang Jue's explanation before leaving was like a withdrawal. The step-by-step life sounds simple, but it is very difficult to implement. Invisible pressure comes from all directions. Even Du Jingtian has asked Zhang euphemistically. Jue's whereabouts.

Leshan doesn't have to be wicked, but if Zhang Jue dies or disappears suddenly, he and the person behind him must be prepared in advance.

This is the mentality of most people.

Whether they are neutral or hostile, they all want to get first-hand news, and then rush to move ahead of others.

Old Smith continued: "Jiangzhou is safe for the time being. Your decision to transfer the Hongying team back on the grounds that there are suspicious persons haunting the site14 site is very correct. Guan Peng is a trustworthy person and a capable person. People who are stationed in Jianghai, the monsters, ghosts and snakes dare not move for a while. Before the situation worsens, you can behave casually and don't be so careful. You know, our consultant Zhang is not very reliable. People who write music, but his partners are not too bad, especially you, Dr. Yang."

Speaking of this, the vicissitudes of old Smith's face showed a gentle look, and the look in Yang Xue's eyes seemed to look at an excellent junior.

"You don't need to belittle yourself. Before he disappeared, Consultant Zhang sent me a message asking me to protect you, so I have been observing you during this period. Do it better, even if Consultant Zhang really can't come back, I believe you have the ability to protect everything about him."

Yang Xue kept her head down and got the affirmation of old Smith, as if she had been given a shot of a heart booster.

In the past few months, she has been under immense pressure, for fear that any mistakes she made might destroy the things that Zhang Jue had so hard to save from birth and death.

There was a person who could be trusted to speak, and she felt much better.

Old Smith seemed to be an elder, and said to Yang Xue: "Come on, Dr. Yang, I have a hunch that Consultant Zhang will be back soon. With his character, I am afraid that the headquarters of the administration will be demolished to you. Vent out."

After listening to Old Smith, Yang Xue wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh.

Think about it carefully, he is really capable of doing this kind of thing.

Will he be back soon.

is this real.

At noon, Yang Xue had a meal in the school cafeteria.

12 yuan, two meats and two vegetarians, very rich.

Last time, the rumor that it was because the leader was there to add a meal was self-defeating.

Yang Xue didn't order scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and they didn't put sugar in the school. They were not delicious.

At some point, music sounded on the school's radio.

The students screamed and laughed, waiting for the evening performance.

The lawn in winter is yellowish in the green, and these inconspicuous grasses spare no effort to show their tenacious vitality.

Many students spread blankets, eat snacks or play cards on them.

Some people even took the guitar to play and sing, which drew real cheers.

Yang Xue simply lay on the grass, bathed in the winter afternoon sun.

There was singing in the distance.

Listening to the melody seems to be the popular song "Wind Up" in the past two years. Yang Xue is dedicated to her work and only occasionally listens to a few passages in the humming of her colleagues, and feels that both the melody and the lyrics are very good.

The girl's voice is very sweet, giving this song a different feeling.

Listen and listen, her thoughts were returned to a long time ago.

Since she was a child, she had only her father in her mind

^0^Remember in one second【】

, I don't know when, my father is gone, she is alone.

The great changes in the family have allowed her to develop a character that no one else can enter. No one has ever really entered her heart.

However, not knowing when it started, she learned to miss someone.

When he is there, when he is away.

Thinking of him.

He laughed so unscrupulously that even his life was full of color.

Love is probably like this.

But helplessly, they live in such a world.

There are all kinds of weird anomalies here.

Human beings must be careful to survive and reproduce.

One carelessness is a catastrophe.

If you don't know these things, it's okay, but her father, his uncle, have dedicated their lives to the administration, and she can't shrink back.

He once asked her.

If there were no strange anomalies in this world.

Humans can breathe free air to their heart's content.

What does she want to do.

At the time, she had no idea what she wanted.

But now she has the answer.

Maybe you want to have a relationship with him.

She is no longer the Dr. Yang who just thinks about work.

Just an ordinary woman.

Talk to him about an ordinary love.

Two people will quarrel and get awkward.

He will make her happy.

She will also become his warmest harbor when he is tired.

Listen to him telling those half-hearted jokes.

Get married and have children.

Live this short and happy life.

this.

is it possible?

Days in winter are always short.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun already had a clear westward slope.

After Zhang Shijia was busy with work, she found Yang Xue who was wandering alone in the drama club.

"Junior Sister, I'm sorry, I have a lot of things at hand, it's really rude."

"It's okay." Yang Xue smiled and shook her head, watching the rehearsal of the actors on the stage, and then applauding with the audience below, "Is this the new script written by the brother?"

"Um, no." Zhang Shijia's expression was slightly embarrassed when she heard her talk about the script. "This time it was written by the students themselves, and she won an award in the National College League. I believe I won't let you down."

"Really?" Yang Xue said in surprise, "It's really amazing."

Zhang Shijia nodded: "It's much better than we did at that time."

As the two talked, the rehearsal on the stage was over, just waiting for the official performance in the evening.

It seems to be going well, with smiles on the faces of the actors.

"Ah, Senior Sister Yang Xue, Teacher Zhang!"

A girl was discussing the details of the performance with others. When she stepped off the stage, she saw two people standing in the corner.

When she screamed, everyone else looked over.

Yang Xue is the veteran of the school drama club. There are many pictures of her on the photo wall of the drama club. Especially after the school celebration, these freshmen not only met her but also Zhang Jue.

Needless to say, Zhang Shijia, the drama club can have its own rehearsal venue, or he applied to the school for construction.

The classmates were chatting around them both.

A new member who joined after the school celebrations asked in a low voice, "Are Senior Sister Yang Xue and Teacher Zhang a couple? A good match."

When the other students heard her question, they all laughed.

A senior sister quietly said to her: "Linlin, everyone originally thought so as you did, but Mr. Zhang's luck was not so good and she was cut off by others."

"Huh?" Linlin's eyes widened.

The senior sister smiled and said, "You didn't join the drama club at that time and didn't know about it. It's said that that person was a special consultant for the multinational company Sirui Group. Not only was he handsome, but he also donated a lot of money to the school. You know the Shuangyu Fund that is going to present the award tonight, it is named after him."

"That's it..."

Linlin is a little envious of Yang Xue. Being pursued by two such excellent people is a bit like the plot in a romantic novel, and she must be happy to death.

After chatting with the actors of the drama club for a while, Yang Xue and Zhang Shijia left.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and for a little bit of food, the actors had to wait in the backstage of the auditorium.

The two walked side by side on the school's Yong Road. Zhang Shijia did not dare to speak actively, he was afraid that Yang Xue would misunderstand what he intended.

In fact, after the school celebration ceremony, he took the initiative to draw a line with Yang Xue, mainly because Zhang Jue hit him too much, making him realize that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world.

Probably frustration is the fastest way for a man to grow.

"Brother, thank you." Yang Xue said suddenly.

"Um..." Zhang Shijia was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Yang Xue thanked him.

Yang Xue turned her head to look at him: "I know, thanks to Brother Zhang's help, those unfair things have not happened to me when I was in school, and my scholarship has never been replaced by others."

Since getting to know, Yang Xue has never spoken to him in such a gentle tone.

If in the past, he would have mistaken for Yang

^0^Remember in one second【】

Xue changed his mind.

But now Zhang Shijia has become mature.

He knew that if it hadn't been for his attitude to change first, he would never see this side of Yang Xue.

"Junior sister has seen you outside." Zhang Shijia shook her head, "Your excellent grades are what you deserve. Speaking of which, you don't have to worry about the current students. After rectification, there is very little chaos in the school. The winners of the Double Jade Fund tonight are well-deserved."

Yang Xue huffed, and was about to speak, but suddenly staggered.

Zhang Shijia wanted to reach out to help her, but she waved her hand and refused.

"What's wrong?"

With the last ray of sunshine before sunset, Zhang Shijia realized that Yang Xue's face was a bit bad.

"It's okay." Yang Xue gently pressed her temples with one hand, "I sat on the grass in the afternoon and the wind was blowing. I'll just take a rest."

Zhang Shijia sighed: "When you are in school, your physique is not good. Don't hold on. The New Year's Eve party for a while, the awards ceremony is the first show. If you don't want to watch the show, I will wait for the awards to be over and I will...let other students Send you back."

Yang Xue nodded: "Then thank you brother."

Zhang Shijia had to take the first step because he was going to prepare for the opening of the ceremony, and only Yang Xue was left.

Dinner was still eaten in the school cafeteria, but after not eating two bites, she felt a little dizzy and nauseous.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few months, and her body's immunity plummeted. She caught a cold in the afternoon, and her body was already warning her.

Looking at the watch, there are only twenty minutes left before the opening of the party.

She has promised to participate in the awards of the Double Jade Fund, temporarily leaving the venue will cause unnecessary trouble for others.

She decided to wait until the ceremony was over before leaving. Jiangzhou University was not too far away from her house.

While walking, she heard someone humming the song "The Wind Is Rising" again.

Although the lyrics cannot be heard clearly, the melody is really nice.

She followed all the way and wanted to keep listening, but found that the boy seemed to only know these two sentences.

A little disappointed.

She shook her head helplessly and chuckled.

When she came to the school auditorium, she tried her best to make herself behave as normal.

The time is 6:50 in the evening, and there are only ten minutes left before the opening of the New Year's Eve party.

Students, teachers and invited guests began to enter the venue one after another.

Yang Xue sits on the right hand side of the first row, next to the vice principal

She looked around, and she was also sitting in this position during the school celebration.

But now, the person in another position has changed.

At 6:58, admission is complete.

Everyone held their breath and waited for that moment to come.

At seven o'clock, with a soft sound, the curtain on the stage was lifted.

Two young students, a man and a woman, served as the hosts of this New Year's Eve party.

They walked slowly to the front of the stage, smiling, and began to address.

Male: "Dear leaders."

Female: "Dear teachers and classmates."

Together: "Good evening everyone!"

Male: "The new bell."

Female: "New Year."

Male: "New blessing."

Female: "New expectations."

Male: "The year 2222 faded away in the joy of success and harvest."

Female: "The bell of 2223 is about to ring."

The two hosts are both majors in broadcasting and hosting, and they are from academic classes. They are impeccable regardless of the tone of voice or the typhoon.

Yang Xue looked at them, a little fuzzy, but it didn't matter, the first show of the party was the awards, she could survive it, and there would be no stage accidents.

"It is for Shuangyu who is both excellent in character and learning. So, who are the first batch of students to receive the Shuangyu Fund? Let's announce the list of personnel below."

"The first one is He Caiyi from the Department of Economics and Management. She not only ranks among the best, but also loves literary creation. She has published articles in Jiangzhou Daily and has her own unique insights into current affairs..."

"Next, we will invite one of the founders of Shuangyu Fund, our outstanding alumnus, Senior Sister Yang Xue, to award her a medal!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Under the guidance of the staff, Yang Xue walked from the side to the center of the stage, picked up the medal in the hands of the lady of etiquette, and brought it to the chest of the girl named He Caiyi.

"Study hard and be a useful person in the future." Yang Xue patted her shoulder.

He Caiyi bowed deeply: "Thank you, senior sister!"

Yang Xue smiled at her, the two stood together, and the staff took a group photo.

After the process was over, Yang Xue slowly walked off the stage.

The whole process was very natural, no one could tell that she was sick.

She returned to her seat, and Zhang Shijia stooped over from the side.

"Sister Yang, are you okay?"

Yang Xue nodded: "I'm okay, brother, go and work if you have anything, don't worry about me."

Seeing that Yang Xue's mental state was indeed better, Zhang Shijia did not suspect that he had him, so he returned to the background.

Yang Xue was actually a little dizzy, but did not leave immediately. She wanted to listen to the song "The Wind Is Up". It is said that music students will sing this song at the party.

The award ceremony is not long,

^0^Remember in one second【】

A total of 10 students were awarded the title of "Double Jade".

The most important thing is completed, and the next is the art performance that many people are looking forward to.

Jiangzhou University is a national key point. Those who can be admitted to this school are top students from various schools. Not only do they study well, they are also proficient in all kinds of talents.

The first program was a martial art performed by a student from software engineering.

He held the sword in his hand and burst the audience with a few consecutive somersaults.

Yang Xue also applauded.

Before I knew it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The song that I want to listen to has not yet started, but Yang Xue is already feeling a little tired.

In order not to cause trouble for others, she left the auditorium alone, wanting to go home and rest.

Just walking out of the auditorium's gate, a cold wind blew on his face.

She wrapped her windbreaker tightly, but still felt dizzy.

No, it looks like you have to go to the infirmary first.

She was frail since she was a child, and went to the infirmary many times when she was in college, and was very familiar with this path.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, I'm a little dizzy—" Yang Xue panted against the door frame.

The doctor on duty is an old woman in her fifties who looks very good-natured. She is reading a book with her reading glasses.

Seeing someone coming, she quickly took off her glasses and stepped forward to help: "Oh, girl, slow down, take your own temperature first."

Holding the cold thermometer under her armpit, Yang Xue couldn't help but shiver.

"Thirty-seven degrees and three, a little low-grade fever." The old woman looked at the thermometer carefully, "I have to give you a shot, girl, are you a student or a teacher in this school? Do you have a campus card?"

"Yes, the school gave me a lifetime card."

"Then it's okay, wait a minute, eh? Where's my pliers..."

Ten minutes later, Yang Xue was lying on the bed in the inner room of the infirmary, watching the doctor insert the needle into the back of her hand.

"Girl, you are too skinny, I have to slow down for you, about an hour and a half, you can rest here, if you feel uncomfortable, call me, I will be on duty in the room outside."

"Okay, thank you Doctor Huang."

"you know me?"

"When I was in school here, I often had low blood sugar, and you were taking care of me."

"It turned out to be like this. No wonder I see you familiar. Okay, girl, go to sleep, and I will call you when the time is up."

"good."

The distance between the school infirmary and the auditorium is not too far. Yang Xue was lying on the bed and occasionally heard music and cheers from the auditorium.

She picked up the phone, turned it over, and forgot to charge it last night. After using it for another day today, only 5% of the battery is left. She glanced at the time one last time and simply shut it down.

She leaned against the head of the bed, quietly listening to the voice outside.

New Year's Eve is about to come, I don't know that fireworks are being displayed in the square, and occasionally some classmates walked by outside and laughed cheerfully.

A piece of peace.

Yang Xue slowly closed her eyes.

The melody of that song rang in her mind again.

Yang Xue didn't know how long she had slept, but in a daze, a familiar voice came.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Some fever, but it's okay. Take a few drops of sleep and you should get better soon."

"Oh, thank you."

Feeling the slightly cool back of his hand pressed against her forehead, Yang Xue snorted slightly.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, but found that her gaze could not be focused, and she couldn't see the person in front of her.

She is so uncomfortable.

"Dr. Yang, it seems that you can't do without me. It only takes a long time to make yourself like this."

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, Yang Xue knew that this was his voice.

He is back?

Or, is this a dream again?

If it was a dream, she hoped that she would not wake up.

"How about, thirsty or not, I will pour you some water?"

"I want to drink jasmine tea..."

"I'm so sick, and I still drink that kind of stuff."

"In my mouth...bitter..."

"Okay, okay, wait, I'll get you something to drink."

"do not…"

Yang Xue took his hand with difficulty, for fear that he would never return when he left, just like those dreams she had had before.

"Hey, you rest well, I'll be back when I go, soon, obedient."

Yang Xue felt warm on the back of her hand.

He gave her a kiss.

The tingling sensation spread from the back of the hand to the whole body.

She was immersed in this great sense of happiness, and fell asleep again.

When Yang Xue opened her eyes again, it was already half past nine.

She glanced at the wall clock on the wall and rubbed her temple with one hand.

Although it didn't last long, she slept well and recovered a lot of energy under the action of the medicine.

Thinking of the dream she had just had, she shook her head.

This dream is so real, she would take it seriously if she changed it to the past.

But the reality is always cold.

She is still the only one left in the room at this moment.

The needle has been removed

^0^Remember in one second【】

, With white tape attached.

She moved her shoulders, put on her shoes, and was about to leave.

Then I felt something was wrong.

A little bit of the windbreaker that she took off at random before, and now it was neatly folded and placed aside, with her bag and mobile phone on top.

Doctor Huang generally does not disturb students' personal belongings.

Has anyone been here?

She looked at the head of the bed.

In the next second, the heart thumped and jumped.

There is a glass of water.

She touched it cautiously, still warm.

thump! thump!

She could hear her heartbeat clearly.

Isn't that a dream just now?

Is he back?

But why is he not here?

"Zhang Jue!"

She tried to shout, but no one responded.

Doctor Huang on duty outside heard the movement and opened the door and glanced at her.

"Girl, are you awake? Is it better?"

"Well, I'm much better... Doctor Huang, did someone come to see me just now?"

"Ah, yes, there is someone in a black trench coat..."

"Thank you!"

"Eh?"

Doctor Huang was taken aback for a moment, and Yang Xue had already ran away for a long time.

"This kid..."

Doctor Huang shook her head, she hadn't finished yet.

Hearing from Doctor Huang that someone did come, Yang Xue ignored the others and rushed out of the infirmary.

It must be him!

He is back!

Yang Xue ran on the huge campus.

"Zhang Jue! Where are you!"

She yelled loudly, disregarding her image.

Occasionally there are students passing by, and they can't help but look at them.

It was almost ten o'clock. After nearly three hours of performance, the atmosphere in the school auditorium had reached a climax.

On the public screen outside, many students who had not had time to enter the auditorium stopped to watch.

The person holding the microphone in his hand, said in a slightly magnetic voice: "Next, I will perform for you Bi Nianhai from the Conservatory of Music. He brought us the song that everyone can't forget—please enjoy The wind is up."

Bi Nianhai sat on a round stool with a guitar in his hand.

"Walking and stopping along the way, following the traces of the juvenile drifting, the moment before stepping out of the station, I was a little hesitant."

"I can't help but laugh at this cowardly feeling of nostalgia, it is still inevitable, and the sky in Nagano is still so warm, and the wind blows from the past..."

The song that Yang Xuexin was thinking about finally began, and the familiar melody suddenly resounded over the entire school.

Bi Nianhai is a special enrollment student of the Conservatory of Music. He has won a national award. His low voice is full of vicissitudes. He complements this song perfectly. It is even better than Yang Xue heard the girl sing on the lawn before.

But at this moment, Yang Xue had no intention of listening to the song.

She just wanted to find him.

"Excuse me, classmate, did you see a boy in a black trench coat, who came from over there, he was probably so tall, yes, he was relatively well-proportioned-really?! Good! Thank you!"

Yang Xue inquired all the way, but she didn't have hope because it was too late. On this New Year's Eve, who would be an insignificant person, but what she didn't expect was that some classmates said they saw it.

She followed the student's guidance and ran all the way to the school cafeteria.

University cafeterias generally close late. Although not every stall opens, there are always one or two students waiting for those who are hungry to play games or study to eat supper.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the students will have a three-day holiday. At this time, only one shop in the cafeteria is still open.

As soon as Yang Xue walked into the canteen door, she saw the back of the black windbreaker.

He lowered his head as if he was eating.

Yang Xue took a deep breath.

Walk towards him step by step.

As the distance between the two gradually narrowed, Yang Xue's heart had already jumped to her throat.

She stopped at a position about five meters behind him, and did not dare to continue walking forward.

"Boss, have another one and add an omelette."

A slightly thick voice came.

When Yang Xue hesitated, the man in the black windbreaker had already left his seat, walked to the shop, and reached out to ask the boss for a bowl of noodles.

He slowly turned around, and Yang Xue looked at his face.

The eyes are facing each other.

After a while, Yang Xue looked away from her.

not him…

Yang Xue's shoulders collapsed.

The spirit of the whole person was taken away at that instant.

It seems to have become a walking dead.

She left the canteen step by step and walked aimlessly on the school's Yong Road.

I was ill, and I had just exhausted all my energy.

After losing her breath, she couldn't run anymore.

She came to the bishop's door and sat down on the steps, hugging her knees with her hands.

At this moment, the five-minute song just reached its climax.

"I used to find myself in the world, and indulged in dreams in it.

^0^Remember in one second【】

, Don't be true or false, don't struggle, don't be afraid of jokes. "

"I used to turn my youth into her, and I also used my fingertips to pop out of midsummer, the heart moved, and let me go with the fate—"

The song is very nice and touching.

The melody is also catchy, and many students can't help but sing along.

Yang Xue hid in the corner, burying her head deeply in her knees.

The eyes were red involuntarily.

She missed him so much.

Can't control myself at all.

It's okay if you don't have those dreams.

But I can dream of him every day.

From hope to disappointment.

The most painful thing in the world is this.

She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve.

Stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

He hasn't come back yet.

She can't cry.

She must be strong and protect everything about him.

But I really miss him.

Miss his warm embrace.

Miss his slightly hoarse voice.

Miss his wicked smile...

"Dr. Yang?"

I don't know if it is an illusion.

Yang Xue seemed to hear someone calling her.

It seems to be his voice.

She suddenly raised her head.

"I run around when I'm sick, it really makes me look for it."

Not far away, under the light, a young man smiled at her with two cups of milk tea in his hand.

Between the words, although there is a little joking, but the gentleness in the deep eyes can't be hidden.

Yang Xue rubbed her eyes vigorously.

He is still there.

Smiling badly.

Not an illusion.

He is back!

"The evening breeze blew the white hair on your temples and smoothed the scars left by memories. In your eyes, light and dark are mixed, and a smile gives birth to flowers."

"The twilight covers your staggering pace, walks into the picture hidden by the bed, you in the picture, lower your head and talk—"

Yang Xue supported the ground with one hand and slowly stood up from the steps, her eyes did not leave him for a moment, she was afraid that when she turned around, he disappeared again.

But this time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com he has been there.

Yang Xue covered her mouth, tears falling from her eyes.

But she is smiling.

The young man looked at her, sniffed, and then slowly opened his arms.

Yang Xue also raised her hands slightly, rushed forward suddenly, and jumped up into his arms in the astonished eyes of many students.

It's like a returning goose returning to its nest.

"I finally returned my youth to her, together with the midsummer popping out of my fingertips, I followed the wind when my heart moved."

"In the name of love, are you still willing—"

"Oh, sir, you smashed Lao Na."

Those years when I was an anomalous creature manager

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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