The Ninth Year After the Snow

[2024.11.07 The main text is over, there are still a few extra chapters.] [I locked the text several times, but finally opened it. After all, it is the first sapling. I hope it will grow vigorously] A very vulgar love fairy tale, the male protagonist and female protagonist are not normal people... Copywriting: "I am like a prisoner of hunger and thirst. If I don't get her look back, I will wither and dry up." Cheng Su was ignorant when he was young and fell in love with someone who could only watch from a distance. It was as clear and clean as the sky after the first snowfall. More than once, Cheng Su peeked through the gaps in the library bookshelves at the slender fingers flipping the pages. This restrained secret love seems to have no end, even on the day it breaks—— The boy and his scandal partner stood side by side in the principal's office. Facing the bag that the lady on the sofa was throwing at her hysterically, he just silently blocked the girl's face with his shoulder. Later, in the vast time, they never met again. -- When this concern came up again, Cheng Su was already the host of an interview column. The theme of this issue is "Those Regrets and Unable to Love in Youth" The guests began to read the randomly selected manuscripts, and everyone was immersed in the atmosphere brought by the sensational piano music. No one noticed that under the offset lens, the pretty and gentle host was stunned, her eyes in a trance. - At a class reunion, everyone was talking about the outrageous things they had done or witnessed in the past. A male classmate drank too much and said with a loud tongue. "I know a great one, you will definitely be surprised when I tell you!" Everyone asked, and the male classmates blinked, "That night nine years ago, there was a sudden power outage in the middle of the graduation party. Do you still remember it?" "I saw someone kissing Cheng Su." The whole place was in an uproar, and Cheng Su was also surprised. She was obviously a transparent person at that time, and she seemed to be drunk and didn't remember it at all. "Who do you think kissed me?" Everyone kept asking questions until Wen Yanbai came out of the bathroom and said something calmly. "Me." The air was still. - That night, the drunk man held her face and kissed her again and again. It was not until the swaying moonlight filled the window sill and Cheng Su lay quietly in his arms that she suddenly realized how many years he had been deceived. Pure and beautiful flowers of old age Sensitive Broken*Crazy Criticism of Mental Illness [Reading Demining]: Ancient dog-blood literary style, an enhanced version of the literature, with a slight lily line for women (not many appearances) The male protagonist is sick, paranoid, and will be psychologically cured later? Dog training literature, although punishing him severely will excite him (: laugh ————————(dividing line) Pre-receipt: "White Horse" There is a painful story in that long unknown memory. No. 247 Baima Lane, your name is engraved on the wall. —————————— In Xu Mengwei's sophomore year of high school, she met Ouyang again at her father's funeral. At that time, he was covered in engine oil stains and stood in the continuous spring rain in Qingping County holding a black umbrella with a rusty frame. Xu Mengwei thought to herself that she should hate him as everyone expected, but when he glanced over at him with his handsome features washed away by the rain, she couldn't just hate him. Xu Mengwei hated herself even more for being a bitch. After going to the city to repeat his senior year of high school, he desperately supported her for a year and repented with full sincerity. After finishing the college entrance examination and learning the truth, Xu Mengwei scratched his back in a dilapidated small hotel in the county town on a summer night, ending her hasty girlhood. At that time, she was twenty years old, riddled with wounds, and called him that long-forgotten name over and over again. Jiazheng, Ouyang Jiazheng. Later, Ouyang died when she was twenty-two years old, and Xu Mengwei didn't even see his ashes. Some said he was beaten to death by local gangsters, some said he went to jail, some said he resold computers and fled to Southeast Asia, and some said he was picked up by his mysterious biological father. Some people say he is dead, but it seems that he is not dead, not sure. In short, Xu Mengwei didn't even see the ashes. - At the age of twenty-six, Xu Mengwei rescued a student standing on the edge of the rooftop, but she herself contracted a severe cold that she could not recover from. She recalled the day she saw the white horse and carved his name on the wall of the alley one stroke at a time. Number 247 is 24/7, day and night. Purpose: Love can heal ulcers