The first time Ye Cheng met Su Yuan was at the milk tea shop owned by his aunt.
He sat in the second row by the window in the examination room, with a view of the podium and the window - he chose this position to see her.
The sunshine on June 7 passed through the sycamore leaves and shattered into mottled silver spots on the answer sheet. He turned his head, smiled at the empty seat next to him, and moved his lips: "Do you know this question?" The invigilator walked by, thinking that he was reading the question silently. He didn't know that he had been whispering to the air for two whole days.
"I don't know how," he paused and drew a leaf on the edge of the draft paper, "but I can make it. You taught me."
There is wind outside the window, and the shadows of the leaves are swaying, which is very similar to the light spots in the milk tea shop that year. He remembered that she had said that the sun like broken silver falling on the cup of nectar on the willow branches was eternity. So he believed that what fell on the test paper at this moment was also eternity.
On June 9th, he ran out of the examination room, and the wind brought by his clothes was filled with sycamore catkins. The smell of disinfectant in the corridor of the county hospital was the same as that year. He held her hand and said, "I got the first place in the county and the top scorer in Qiutong County. Wake up and I will teach you."
She didn't wake up. She never woke up on June 7th.
Four years later, he returned to Qiutong No. 2 Middle School as a librarian. In November, the year when the Golden Tong Festival was cancelled, he logged into the game, Ye Shu, Cheng Yan, and the couple marked level three. System prompt: The other party has not logged in for more than 1800 days. Do you want to force the cancellation?
His fingertips were hanging on "Yes", but a second message popped up - it was detected that the other party's account had abnormal logins recently, IP: Qiutong County, deep in Lutong.
He ran across three streets. The milk tea shop was in ruins, but a sycamore sapling grew out of the rubble, and a tarot card hung on the twig: The world is in the right place.
The wind blows and the shadows of the leaves sway. He heard someone calling him from behind, the voice was exactly the same as when he was seventeen years old: "Ye Cheng, I failed the exam and am third in the county."
He turned around and saw a girl in school uniform standing in the backlight, with a silver-gold brooch on her chest. He smiled, tears falling into the dust of the ruins: "It doesn't matter, I am the number one in the county, I will teach you."
The light spots penetrated the sycamore leaves and fell on her smiling face like broken silver. He reached out to touch it and only grasped a handful of Qiutong County wind.
Intention: We always think that the future is long, so we say "see you on Wednesday" in an understatement. Later I realized that some people can drink milk tea with you for a lifetime, while some people can only drink milk tea with you for a summer.