Winter.
This is a special season.
In previous years, many people would feel a chill in their hearts at this time of year.
Because standing on a busy street, some people with their hands in their pockets, their necks hidden under scarves, and wearing hats, walking hurriedly, they are lonely.
If you don't believe it, just look at the couples they occasionally glance at; you'll see an undisguised envy in their eyes.
In winter, others have someone they like by their side, their hands in each other's pockets, and occasionally they even hold the girl they like in their arms in the fierce north wind.
Ke Bing had just finished her part-time job. She put on a woolen coat. Although it was warmer in the photography studio, the temperature difference made her shiver as soon as she stepped outside.
She has been a clothing model for half a year. The job is a bit tough, but the salary is pretty good. It can cover her university living expenses and leave her with some money left over for rent.
If we're talking about loneliness, Ke Bing really feels quite lonely.
She lost her parents and was all alone. She wasn't very close to her friends in college, and when she had some emotional issues, she didn't know who to confide in.
There are indeed some people in this world who live only for themselves. They have no family and can only provide warmth for themselves.
Therefore, Ke Bing felt that this winter was really cold.
She walked alone on Fengyang Road, occasionally glancing up at couples passing by, or office workers rushing home like herself.
Then Ke Bing lowered her eyes again, pursed her lips, and walked forward.
Next, she was going home. Ke Bing decorated the 70-square-meter house very warmly, with carpets covering the entire bedroom floor, as if only in this way could she find some comfort in her heart.
"Hey beautiful, wanna buy some roasted sweet potatoes? They're piping hot, freshly roasted."
A voice came from around the corner. She turned her head to look and found that the vendor wasn't calling her, but rather another couple walking together.
The couple were in their early twenties, wearing the same style of down jacket, and looked like local university students.
The boy had long bangs, was quite tall, and had a fair complexion.
He was holding his girlfriend's hand; the girl was wearing pink fluffy gloves. The two looked at each other.
"Is this sweet potato sweet?"
"Of course, I gave up the opportunity to take the entrance exam for Peking University back then, just to take over my family's ancestral roasted sweet potato business."
"Is it that exaggerated? Then bring two, the smaller ones will do."
"Okay."
The vendor opened the still-warm stove, and instantly a fragrant aroma filled the air. The aroma was sweet and made one's mouth water.
Ke Bing stared at the smiling couple for a long time as the boy handed the wrapped sweet potato to his girlfriend.
His girlfriend looked up with a happy expression, and the two of them started walking towards another street.
Ke Bing felt that loneliness had become even more intense.
A hint of disappointment appeared on her delicate face. The unique beauty mark under her eye was still captivating, but there was no one to reach out and gently place her hand on her face, to tell her not to be afraid of the cold, that they were there for her.
A man's image suddenly flashed into Ke Bing's mind; time had already passed from summer to winter. She still remembered the shimmering Changhuan River, where Jiang Cheng stood at the crossroads, and also stood in her eighteen-year-old heart.
Unfortunately, most things in life don't go as planned, and perhaps she and her beloved will not have a happy ending.
But we still have to live, don't we?
Ke Bing's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. In this twilight, only the sound of vendors hawking roasted sweet potatoes remained loud.
The vendor is not afraid of the bitter cold because he has a home.
People's joys and sorrows are not the same.
Jiang Cheng was unaware that people in the same city were thinking of him.
He was given a few days off, but due to the success of the brain-like project, the subsequent application and publication process, as well as the preservation of experimental samples, would take some time, and these were not his responsibilities.
Professor Zhong from the Institute of Biotechnology will be fully responsible for these matters.
After Jiang Cheng returns to Kyoto in a while, he will have a lot of things to deal with, big and small. The task is arduous, so he naturally wants to cherish the opportunity to rest now.
He wanted to seize every minute and second to stay by Luo Xiaoli's side and try his best to give her the sense of security she lacked.
Jiang Cheng stood downstairs in the Huanjiang residential area. He glanced at the time: 8:20 a.m.
He went downstairs early to wait and made a phone call to his parents, saying that he would go back to the old town of Lanjing later, as it had been a long time since he had visited that dilapidated alley.
They were supposed to leave at eight o'clock, but Luo Xiaoli had been very nervous ever since she found out about it last night. She got up very early today and planned to put on a more formal makeup.
Because she knew that she used to be able to be at ease in front of Jiangcheng's parents, but now she couldn't. Their relationship had changed, and so had her relationship with her elders.
Jiang Cheng said last night that he would take this opportunity to be frank about their relationship, so that his parents would be prepared and have a clear understanding when they go to Fengzhou.
After Jiang's mother finds out about this, she will definitely communicate with Xiao Li's parents. It's impossible for them to object, so overall it won't seem too abrupt.
So he waited for twenty minutes. Luo Xiaoli had been wiping off her makeup and putting it back on since morning, repeating this several times. She was too nervous.
When Luo Xiaoli's beautiful figure appeared downstairs, Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up. She was dressed very sweetly today, wearing a pumpkin-shaped brown hat, with her long black hair cascading down, and a black trench coat over a sweater.
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