Spring Is Not Cold

Fragment one: Song Qi lay on the table and looked at Xiao Yuqing sitting upright, writing and drawing on her newly bought notebook. Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable feeling of joy in her heart. "Sleepy?" Xiao Yuqing turned his head and looked at her in confusion, Song Qi pouted, " I'm not sleepy anytime and anywhere." Song Qi hesitated, worried that Xiao Yuqing would laugh at her if she said it. "I just don't know why I suddenly feel like I've lost and found you again when I look at you." After saying that, he covered his head with Xiao Yuqing's coat that was taken off on the back of the chair. "Ah, don't worry, I didn't agree before and I won't agree now." Song Qi originally felt pretentious, but when he heard Xiao Yuqing's words, he felt something was wrong. "What do you mean I didn't agree before and I won't agree now? Are you still hiding things from me?" Xiao Yuqing paused suspiciously for a moment. "No" "What do you mean no! You stopped!" "Ah, it was me who wanted to transfer to a foreign country to attend high school." "Huh? Is this nothing? Why didn't you tell me?" "It's a little noisy" I don't know how to argue "Oh" Song Qiwei shut his mouth in aggrieved manner, looking aggrieved, which made people feel soft. Xiao Yuqing was silently thinking about how to explain to her, "When I was in high school, you were kind to me sometimes and bad sometimes, just like you had schizophrenia. How can I be sure of my own feelings?" After saying that, he came up and rubbed the side of Song Qi's face and leaned into her arms, "Okay. ," Song Qi finally compromised and stopped pursuing it. "What if I wasn't forced to confess to you at that time?" Xiao Yuqing thought for a while, "After all, I am the kind of person who will compromise for reality and time." Song Qi didn't know that they could be together because of countless chances and coincidences, just like she didn't know that Song Qi and Xiao Yuqing really didn't have a happy ending in countless parallel times and spaces. Fragment two: Looking at the car driving away, Song Qi seemed to be looking at himself through the car window who was left behind in the old days. Time seems to be particularly fond of them, and everything is still the way it was when the wind dispersed: Zhao Yuanyuan still looks like the fairy she once was; Hao Ziming still has dead fish eyes, and a serious person can't breathe; Xiao Yuqing still looks soft, as if anyone can get started. But time is not so forgiving: Zhao Yuanyuan can no longer return to the troupe and continue to be the White Swan; Hao Ziming puts down his pen and chooses to abandon literature and join martial arts, staying at the border, with no news for many months; Xiao Yuqing's dream comes true, and she becomes a cutting-edge writer with a sharp writing style in the literary world. I don't know how many people want to call her Teacher Xiao, and the title that once concealed a secret heart no longer belongs to her alone; Time ran so fast, and they didn't wait for each other. So much so that when I look back, I realize that things have changed and only the memories are left. After sighing that time ran too fast, Song Qi knelt down and held down the head of the already agitated Bichon Frize. "Bichon Frize, your father and I are rare in art, and I will take a sad route." Song Qi clamped down on Bichon Frize's head, and then grabbed his pants under the accusing eyes of Bichon Frize. Fragment three: Zhao Yuanyuan held Xiao Yuqing's arm, and the two looked at the newcomers on the stage, "Yuanyuan, they are quite suitable." Xiao Yuqing calmly watched this wedding where everyone had their own thoughts. Xiao Yuqing felt that she might be divided into two people: one kept crying behind his back and kept trying to keep Song Qi; the other watched the farce-like wedding with a cold eye and calmly faced the breakdown of the seven-year relationship. "Song Qi, long time no see." Leng Buding's name was called. Before she could react, the person was still staring blankly at the wine glass in her hand. It wasn't until the people around her pushed her twice that she turned her head sideways as if she was startled, and was caught off guard and fell into a sea of maroon. "It's been a long time since I last saw you. Monitor." Hao Ziming looked at her helplessly, "Song Qi, you haven't seen me for five years, so you don't want to talk to me anymore?" Song Qi paused for a moment, but when he was about to refuse, he heard the person next to her whispering in her ear, "Go, I said goodbye, it's your turn." Hao Ziming was about to speak but was overtaken by Song Qi. "You don't want to bless me when I get married today?" Hao Ziming didn't expect that she would say this. "I'm not here to talk about those things. Yuanyuan and I are getting married, and the date is set for next spring," Hao Ziming Looking at her unsurprised expression, he curled his lips and said, "You also know Yuanyuan's current situation. I plan to only ask friends and relatives I know well, and I will ask you to help when the time comes." Song Qi nodded, looking very much in agreement. The two chatted about the past few years, but they knew each other well and did not mention it. Before Song Qi wanted to go back, he hesitated and asked, "What about Xiao Yuqing?" "She will go to England tomorrow." Hao Ziming looked at Song Qi standing on the stairs and nodded. She was so calm, as calm as if she and Xiao Yuqing were strangers in the past ten years, as if she had never been sad because of those secret emotions in the past ten years, as if she had never been crazy about Xiao Yuqing's proximity in the past ten years. "You already knew this?" "No, it's because I knew a long time ago that she can't belong to me." If she can't get close to someone, then based on her personality, she should just avoid it. Purpose: Nine times out of ten life is not what you want, so why force it?