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What to do? Ye Wenyu thought blankly, then she decided to just let it be. Anyway, her mother had passed away, and she had no relatives left in the world. She lost the motivation to fight.

Therefore, she remained as still as a wooden doll, without any encouragement or encouragement from her homeroom teacher, and did not cheer up.

The homeroom teacher looked at her and said earnestly, "Ye Wenyu, you must have goals in life! Living each day aimlessly and without direction is extremely irresponsible towards your life."

Snowflakes began to fall outside, like cotton wool, and the sky gradually darkened, as if the surrounding scenery was shrouded in a black veil. Ye Wenyu didn't want to face her homeroom teacher's storm of accusations any longer. After thinking for a moment, she could only say weakly, "Thank you, Teacher Liu. Next semester, I will definitely cheer up and work hard. Whether it's taking the postgraduate entrance exam or looking for a job, I will definitely give you a definite answer."

The homeroom teacher breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with satisfaction, and said to her, "That's right. Remember, it's not about giving me a definite answer, it's about giving yourself a definite answer! Do you understand?"

Ye Wenyu nodded.

The homeroom teacher finally let her go, waved his hand, and said to her, "It's getting late, and it's snowing outside, so you should go home early."

Ye Wenyu nodded, said thank you, and turned to leave.

Stepping outside, a gust of north wind, carrying snowflakes, swept over her, landing on her face and body. She couldn't help but slightly raise her head, watching the snowflakes slowly drifting down from the leaden sky.

It's snowing again; another winter has arrived!

The sky and earth were gloomy and white. She was still alone. She used to have a mother, but now her mother had gone to another world.

This winter, she completely lost her home and her mother. Alone, without relatives or friends, with no one to rely on, can she really get through this difficult winter?

Ye Wenyu thought about it carefully, but couldn't figure it out. Finally, she gave a bitter laugh, hugged herself tightly, and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

It's snowing outside, and my heart is covered in ice and snow too.

Final exams are over, results are out, and everyone is busy packing their bags to go home. For most students, there are parents waiting for them at home, a lively Spring Festival, a long holiday, gatherings with friends, appointments with friends, and even romantic love, so they are eager to go home.

Ye Wenyu was the only one who had nothing, no home, and no one waiting for her; she could only stay in the girls' dormitory.

The sycamore trees outside the dormitory have lost all their leaves, looking like naked humans, as if they are cold.

Of course, this year is not the worst year. Next winter, she will be a senior and graduate from university. She will not even have the right to stay in the dormitory for the Spring Festival. Because after graduation, she will no longer be a student of this school, so the girls' dormitory will naturally no longer have room for her.

Thinking of this, my heart felt even more lost and cold, and tears fell like broken pearls.

Ye Wenyu felt her heart was as heavy as the leaden sky. She walked with her head down, originally intending to return to the girls' dormitory, but she didn't want to see her roommates laughing and chatting as they packed their bags to go home. So, when she was almost at the girls' dormitory, she turned back and continued to walk slowly and aimlessly in the heavy snow.

The world is vast, yet there is nowhere for her to hide. The snow continues to fall heavily, and white snow begins to accumulate on the branches. The dim streetlights seem to be frozen by the cold, offering no warmth whatsoever.

Ye Wenyu couldn't help but recall her childhood, when her mother would always go out to air the quilts in the winter when the sun was out. So, at night, even though the north wind was howling outside, Ye Wenyu and her mother would snuggle in bed, the quilts smelling of sunshine, rustling softly with every turn. The room was lit by a warm, orange-red light, and her mother would read her stories. Everything was so warm and comforting.

She pondered, afraid to think too much, lest she burst into tears again, trapped in the mire of the past. In any case, she would wait until her roommates left school before returning to the dorm; by then, it would be completely dark, and most of them should have gone home.

Just then, her phone rang. She didn't want to answer it because she thought it was either Cai Wenchuan or Jiang Zhiming. They were worried that she had nowhere to go during her winter vacation, so they wanted to come and offer her some comfort.

However, Cai Wenchuan is a teacher at this university, and Jiang Zhiming is Lin Tingyue's boyfriend. The warmth they offer cannot reach her heart; it's like seaweed forever floating on the surface of the water, so it has no effect.

So Ye Wenyu let her phone ring and walked briskly through the heavy snow with her head down. She didn't know how much time had passed when she looked up and was surprised to find that she had unknowingly reached the south gate of the school.

The night was pitch black, like a blind well, with only the streetlights emitting a white glow.

She stood there in the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on her long, flowing hair. She wondered why she had walked to the South Gate without thinking. Was it because she thought that if she got to the South Gate, she would see her mother, and her mother would take her home and bring her all kinds of delicious food, just like before?

But looking around, all that could be seen was a thin layer of snow on the ground, and besides the snow, there were long, black tire tracks—those were buses from all over the country that had come to pick up students returning home. Now, those buses carrying students had long since left.

There is no mother.

She suddenly squatted down and burst into tears. Her mother was no longer in this world, so how could she possibly come all the way to the south gate of her school to bring her delicious food?!

Her shoulders trembled violently. At that moment, she heard a familiar voice: "Xiaoyu—" Ye Wenyu froze, not moving. She thought it must be a hallucination caused by her lovesickness. Then, another familiar "Xiaoyu" came, so clear and loud, as if it were right above her head. She suddenly looked up and saw Lin Tingfeng, dressed in a black coat, standing in front of her amidst the swirling snow. He was smiling at her, his hair and shoulders covered in snowflakes.

How long has it been since they last met? Almost half a year, right?

Is this something that actually happened, or a hallucination?

Ye Wenyu could hardly believe her eyes. At this moment, it was completely dark, and only the surrounding snow emitted a faint white light, making it possible to see the surrounding scenery.

She opened her eyes wide, held her breath, and dared not move a muscle. She was afraid that this was a dream, and that if she moved, the dream would end.

Since breaking up with Lin Tingfeng, she has never forgotten him. She doesn't mention him in front of others, but she thinks about him countless times every day.