On the snowy day in Nancheng, Fu Qing suddenly thought of Yan Haichao. She suddenly wanted to hear his voice. Over the years, Fu Qing had not dared to call Yan Haichao. She was afraid that what she heard was not Yan Haichao's voice, but today she wanted to call him.
When the call was connected, it was very noisy on the other end, but it became quiet after a while. Xu walked to a quiet place, and both parties were silent for a long time.
Yan Haichao heard Fu Qing call him "Yan Haichao" with a slight trembling, and he responded.
Then she said: "It's snowing in Nancheng, let's take a look."
Look at us in Nancheng in those years.
After so many years, Yan Haichao didn't know what to say. He wanted to tell her not to cry like before, but he heard the sound of the phone hanging up, and the call could no longer be answered.
Seven years later, we met again at a class reunion.
Fu Qing held the man's hand, handed him the invitation letter, and said warmly: "I'm getting married."
Intention: Look forward