Hua Rong looked at the metropolis, then glanced at the delicate Su Hua Rong.
He shook his head.
Chengdu.
This is a very beautiful city.
However, this city was not a good place for Su Huarong.
There will be no place for underage girls here.
Su Huarong and Zhong Jie met on Friday.
Zhong Jie skipped his two afternoon classes.
Come and keep Su Huarong company.
Su Huarong stayed at an older sister's house.
My sister lives alone in the house, which has one other room and a multi-purpose sofa.
The two people were drinking and talking at home.
Let's go for a walk together.
The two of them talked for a long time.
In the end, both Su Huarong and Zhong Jie cried.
She's going to Beijing.
Beijing is really too far from Sichuan.
They're best friends now, but what about in the future?
Su Huarong said, "Life is unpredictable. Who knows what the next time we meet will be like?"
Zhong Jie took out his wallet: "No matter what the future holds, I will keep this wallet."
Su Huarong touched the wallet, then threw herself into his arms and wept bitterly.
"I really don't know what it will be like when we meet again after this departure. I just hope that you won't forget me."
Zhong Jie smiled, but his eyes were watery: "Okay, if you say you won't forget, then I won't forget."
Su Huarong never imagined that Zhong Jie wouldn't forget, but she would.
Three days later, Zhong Jie saw Su Huarong off on the train.
"You promised to quit smoking."
Su Huarong felt that she was not a very good friend.
Zhong Jie started smoking in his sophomore year of college, but she never noticed.
That's what unrequited love during adolescence is like.
Once you fall in love with someone, they become your whole world.
Then he ignored everyone around him.
On the train, Zhong Jie sent a photo.
A pack of cigarettes was thrown into the trash can.
The message included the note: "I smoked one last cigarette; it was a farewell."
Su Huarong, who hadn't planned to cry, started crying again.
Three years of high school.
What did she get?
I got a Zhong Jie.
I lost my home.
It's hard to say whether it's worth it or not.
But the sadness is truly profound.
It took two nights and three days to travel from Chengdu to Beijing by hard-seat train in 2016.
This was truly a very difficult thing for Su Huarong.
The carriage was filled with noise, and people were lying everywhere.
She sat alone in her seat, watching the scenery rushing past the car window, her mind completely blank, not even knowing what she was thinking.
The time was so long that I didn't intend to sleep too soundly, but I eventually fell asleep anyway.
"So, Su Huarong, tell me! Tell me! Why don't you like me? If you don't like me, why did you make Lu Yaoyao tell me! You're so cruel! But why, why do I have to like you so much?"
At the farewell banquet that marked the end of high school, she was held tightly by the person she had liked for three years.
She was expressionless.
Behind him, Lu Yaoyao's expression was very unpleasant.
The room fell silent.
Su Huarong couldn't say what she was thinking at that time.
However, reason prevailed and she pushed him away.
"Young man, just because you like me doesn't mean I'll necessarily like you back. Also, you have a girlfriend, so please be reserved."
After saying that, he turned around and left the table indifferently.
Back in the dorm, I cried my heart out.
Should she be happy, or should she cry?
She was happy that the person she liked didn't dislike her.
She wept, realizing that she and the person she loved were ultimately destined to be apart.
Su Huarong opened her eyes and touched her face.
Very good, she shed tears.
The aunt next to her was very enthusiastic: "What did the little girl dream about? Why is she crying?"
Su Huarong lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I have lost something very important."
Auntie: "It's alright, little girl. What's meant to be will be."
Su Huarong was surprised that in this day and age, even an aunt could use such sophisticated language.
It is a symbol of the rise of our great China.
I arrived in Beijing at 9:50 pm.
The subway is about to stop running.
Fortunately, there was still one last train.
Su Huarong's aunt gave her online instructions on how to take the subway.
Then, she sat on the wrong seat.
At that time, it was already snowing in Beijing.
(Perhaps there was a difference in timing, but in any case, it did snow when I was in Beijing that time.)
She stood outside the terminal station in Beijing, looking up at the snow falling on her.
Su Huarong: "Su Huarong, please, please don't be so pathetic in the future."
Her voice choked with emotion: "The little girl is so pitiful."
Hua Rong smiled, watching the snow fall.
"Perhaps, she can be reborn."
Hua Rong, who was a ghost for the first time, flew higher and higher with the winter snow, and finally, she was able to overlook the entire city of Beijing.
This city has welcomed so many dreamers.
Su Huarong waited for an unknown amount of time.
Her hair was covered in snow before her aunt hugged her.
"I hope it didn't freeze."
Su Huarong smiled: "It's nothing."
Aunt Su led her to a middle-aged man: "Rongrong, call him boss."
Su Huarong glanced at the man; he was very tall, looked fierce, and had a pipe in his mouth.
"boss."
The middle-aged man's surname is Shi.
Mr. Shi said, "Your niece is really beautiful."
Su Huarong frowned, lowered her eyes, and didn't say anything more.
And so, Hua Rong joined Boss Shi's small company.
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