The two met again at the company negotiation meeting. After two years, Xu Jian heard Shu Zheng's voice again, "Long time no see, Xu Jian."
That winter, at the door of the hotpot restaurant, Xu Jian saw the familiar figure from behind. He had not changed. What had changed was that there was a girl beside him.
Another year, she thought she would forget her old friend in the joy, but instead she never saw him again.
The winter snow was falling, and at Xu Jian's funeral, Shu Zheng had a cold expression on his face, but in his hand was a yellowed ID photo from the back of Xu Jian's mobile phone case. It was not her, but him. It was his ID photo from his first Olympiad in junior high school. The tears in Shu Zheng's eyes could no longer be covered.
Thirteen years of winter snow has fallen heavily, and it has not stopped snowing so far.
Intention: Everything goes well