I’m In Charge of SCP

Remember in a second【】

Eat this chapter with music, the effect is better

...

Dr. Yang Da, don't come here unharmed.

You... In a trance, Yang Xue saw the face that she was thinking about day and night,

Why, not happy to see me? He looked at her.

No, when did you come back. She pinned her hair behind her ears, trying not to look too excited, but her fingers were still trembling uncontrollably.

I've been back a long time ago. The person on the opposite side laughed, the same ruffian feeling remained unchanged, Did you miss me? he asked.

No, no. Yang Xue lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

I see, it's a little sad. His tone was a little sad, You know, I've been wanting to see you all this time.

...

Yang Xue raised her head and saw his tender eyes.

I, I miss you too. She clenched her fists tightly, I miss you every day, every moment.

In the past, she would never have said such words, but now, any shame or reserve is not important anymore.

That's great. He took her hand and pulled her to his side.

Looking at the face that was getting closer, Yang Xue's heart beat faster and faster, she slowly closed her eyes, waiting for that moment to come.

After a long time, she opened her eyes.

There is endless darkness in front of him.

The man disappeared at some point.

She was left alone in the world of nothingness, alone.

Zhang Jue!!!

she yelled.

No one responded to her.

She started running, but this dark world seemed to have no boundaries.

I don't know how long I ran,

She squatted down, holding her knees with her hands.

Where are you...

...

Waking up from the dream, Yang Xue sat on the bed without moving for a long time.

She rubbed her cheeks, forcing herself to wake up.

She didn't know how many similar dreams she had.

Without exception, each time she ended up alone.

After washing, she put on very light makeup, mainly to cover up the dark circles under her eyes.

Feeling a little dizzy and probably a little hypoglycemic, she ate something and went out with her bag.

Today is December 31st, the last day of the year 2222.

She was invited to attend the New Year's Eve party of Jiangzhou University.

It was said to be a party, but preparations for the celebration started in the morning.

Yang Xue walked on the corridor of the campus, feeling the winter sunshine.

Looking at the students walking by talking and laughing, I returned to the time when I went to school in a trance.

She sat on the bench for a while, and Zhang Shijia found her.

Junior Sister, you're here so early.

Well, let's take a look.

Shall I go shopping with you?

Senior brother should have a lot of things to do today, don't worry about me, I'll just go around by myself.

Okay, then we'll see you at noon.

Um.

…

Zhang Shijia didn't get too entangled, this was the first time the two met after the school celebration, probably because of the impact of that incident, he seemed to have become more restrained and reserved, and began to develop in a mature direction.

If it was Yang Xue when she was a student, she might be attracted by the aura exuding from him, but it is no longer possible.

Looking at his back, Yang Xue shook her head slightly.

At such a sensitive time, Zhang Shijia invited her to the ceremony, which was most likely also a temptation.

But she prefers to believe it isn't.

Zhang Jue once told her.

Don't be afraid to judge your enemies with the worst malice.

But don't be afraid to treat the friends around you with the best mind.

Just because someone has changed doesn't mean everyone has changed.

Stop eating because of choking.

So here she is.

Come see this place full of memories.

Unlike the school celebration ceremony, the New Year's Eve party was more entertaining in nature, and there was no pressure to host other high-level officials. The school leaders simply waved their hands and asked the student union to host it alone, which gave the students great freedom and increased their enthusiasm.

On the small road in the campus, the students coming and going talked about it with great interest, all looking forward to the evening performance. Yang Xue even saw someone practicing on the grass with a guitar in their arms.

This is what youth should look like.

...

Yang Xue sat on the grass in Changdu Garden and waved to the distance.

The man in the leather jacket who was hiding behind the stele froze for a moment, then walked towards her.

Yang Xue stood up and bowed to him.

Sir, thank you for your protection these past few months.

Old Smith was a little surprised. His anti-reconnaissance ability was so strong that even the Administration Bureau didn't know his existence. He didn't know when Yang Xue discovered him.

This is what I should do. He bowed slightly and returned the salute.

I don't know what relationship you have with him, but thank you. Yang Xue looked at her toes, I've thought about it, if he doesn't come back, if you want to leave... just leave, I've thought about it myself life, there is no need to die

^0^ Remember in a second【】

Take it here.

Old Smith smiled. He knew in his heart that if Zhang Jue really couldn't come back, there would be no future for human beings, let alone the life he wanted to live.

But he also knew that this was Yang Xue's last kindness towards him and those who were still carrying out Zhang Jue's orders.

Will Smith also received a call from Yang Xue last night, expressing the same meaning.

In fact, everyone understands that Zhang Jue has not appeared, and the backlash will only become stronger.

Once those lurking in the dark decide that Zhang Jue will never come back, then his inheritance will be divided up.

And those who waited stubbornly for Zhang Jue will all be killed.

Yang Xue didn't want to see such a thing happen, she would rather bear everything alone.

Old Smith has died many times, and he no longer has such a strong obsession with whether he can survive.

…

He followed Zhang Jue because he felt that Zhang Jue had the ability to change the world.

But if Zhang Jue really disappears from then on, it won't be long before the end of the world anyway, so there will be no difference.

Dr. Yang, you don't need to be too pessimistic.

Old Smith looked around, watching the students who were chasing and playing.

Except for some extremists, no one dared to do anything until they got the exact information from Advisor Zhang. They attacked site 336, arrested that little girl, and even sent someone to assassinate you. It seemed thrilling, but in fact it was just a It is a means of probing. They don’t necessarily want to kill you, they just want to see if Consultant Zhang will show up when your life is threatened. Otherwise, they will send some powerful people directly, and we will be dead long ago. You are now The thing to do is to stabilize everything, if you lose confidence even in yourself, then the enemy will only be more unscrupulous. It is very good that you can come to this ceremony, you don't panic, they are the ones who panic.

What Old Smith said and what Zhang Jue explained before he left were exactly the same. A step-by-step life sounds simple, but it is very difficult to actually implement it. The invisible pressure comes from all directions. Even Du Jingtian once tactfully asked about Zhang Jue. Jue's whereabouts.

Leshan may not have any evil intentions, but if Zhang Jue dies or disappears suddenly, he and the person behind him must be prepared in advance.

This is the state of mind of most people.

Regardless of whether it is neutral or hostile, they all want to get first-hand information, and then take action before others.

Old Smith continued: Jiangzhou is safe for the time being. Your decision to call the Hongying team back on the grounds of 'suspicious people haunting site 14' is very correct. Guan Peng is a trustworthy person and a capable person. With him stationed in Jianghai, those ghosts and snakes will not dare to act rashly for a while. Before the situation deteriorates, you can behave casually and don't be so cautious. You know, although our Advisor Zhang is an unreliable People who don’t have a spectrum, but these partners of his are not too bad, especially you, Dr. Yang.”

Speaking of this, old Smith showed a gentle look on his vicissitudes of life, and he looked at Yang Xue as if he was looking at an excellent junior.

You don't need to underestimate yourself. Consultant Zhang sent me a message before he disappeared, asking me to protect you, so I have been observing you during this time. You have done a good job—no, I believe no one else can compare You have done better, even if Consultant Zhang really can't come back, I believe you are capable of protecting everything about him.

Yang Xue kept her head down, getting the affirmation of Old Smith, as if she had been given a shot in the arm.

In the past few months, she has been under tremendous pressure, fearing that if she makes any mistakes, these things that Zhang Jue has worked so hard to save will be destroyed.

Having a trustworthy person to talk to made her feel a lot better.

Like an elder, Old Smith said to Yang Xue: Come on, Dr. Yang, I have a hunch that Consultant Zhang will be back soon, and with his character, I'm afraid he will demolish the headquarters of the Administration Bureau to you at that time. Get angry.

…

After listening to old Smith's words, Yang Xue wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Thinking about it carefully, he can really do this kind of thing.

Will he be back soon.

is this real.

...

At noon, Yang Xue had a meal in the school cafeteria.

12 yuan, two meat and two vegetables, very rich.

The last time it was said that the extra meal was due to the presence of the leader.

Yang Xue didn't order scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The scrambled eggs at school didn't add sugar, so they didn't taste good.

At some point, music rang out from the school radio.

The students shouted and laughed, waiting for the evening performance.

The lawn in winter is slightly yellow in the green, and these usually inconspicuous grasses spare no effort to show their tenacious vitality.

Many students spread blankets and ate snacks or played cards on them.

Someone even took the guitar and played and sang by himself, which attracted real cheers.

Yang Xue simply lay on the grass, bathing in the sunshine of the winter afternoon.

Distant singing came.

Listening to the melody, it seems to be the very popular song The Wind Rises two years ago. Yang Xue devoted herself to her work, and only occasionally heard a few passages while her colleagues hummed, and felt that both the melody and the lyrics were very good.

The girl's voice is very sweet, giving this song a different feeling.

As she listened, her thoughts were brought back to a long time ago.

Since she was a child, she only had the impression of her father

^0^ Remember in a second【】

, I don't know when, her father disappeared, leaving her alone.

The huge change in the family made her develop a character that no strangers should enter, and no one has ever been able to truly enter her heart.

However, at some point, she learned to miss someone.

When he is there, when he is not.

All thinking about him.

He laughed so unscrupulously that it even colored her life.

Love, that's about it.

Unfortunately, they live in such a world.

There are all kinds of weird anomalies here.

Human beings have to be careful even to survive and reproduce.

One carelessness is a catastrophe.

It would be fine if she didn't know these things, but her father, his uncle, had dedicated their lives to the Authority, and she couldn't back down.

He once asked her.

If there were no more weird anomalies in this world.

Human beings can breathe free air to their heart's content.

What does she want to do.

At the time, she had no idea what she wanted.

But now she has an answer.

Probably want to have a romantic relationship with him.

She is no longer that Dr. Yang who only thinks about work.

Just an ordinary woman.

Talk to him about an ordinary love.

Two people will quarrel and quarrel.

He will make her happy.

She will also be his warmest harbor when he is tired.

Listen to him tell those half dirty jokes.

Get married and have children.

…

Live this short but happy life.

this.

is it possible?

...

The days in winter are always short.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has already had a clear west slant.

After Zhang Shijia finished his work, he found Yang Xue who was wandering alone in the drama club.

Junior sister, I'm sorry, I have a lot of things at hand, it's really rude.

It's okay. Yang Xue smiled and shook her head, watched the rehearsal of the actors on the stage, and then applauded with the audience below, Is this a new script written by the senior?

Uh, no. Hearing her mention the script, Zhang Shijia's expression was a little embarrassed, This time the students wrote it themselves, and they won the National College League. I believe you won't be disappointed.

Really? Yang Xue said in surprise, It's really amazing.

Zhang Shijia nodded: Much better than we were at that time.

While the two were talking, the rehearsal on the stage was over, and they were only waiting for the official performance in the evening.

It seemed to be relatively smooth, and the actors all had smiles on their faces.

Ah, Senior Sister Yang Xue, Teacher Zhang!

A girl was discussing the details of the performance with others, and when she walked off the stage, she saw two people standing in the corner.

As soon as she called out, the others all looked over.

Yang Xue is the veteran of the school's drama club. There are many photos of her on the photo wall of the drama club. Especially after the school celebration, these freshmen not only got to know her, but also Zhang Jue.

Not to mention Zhang Shijia, the drama club can have its own rehearsal venue, and he applied to the school to build it.

The classmates were all chattering around the two of them.

A new member who joined after a school celebration asked in a low voice, Are Senior Sister Yang Xue and Teacher Zhang a couple? They match so well.

The other students laughed when they heard her question.

A senior senior student said to her quietly: Linlin, everyone thought the same as you, but Teacher Zhang was unlucky and was cut off.

Huh? Linlin's eyes widened.

The senior sister smiled and said: You didn't join the drama club at that time, so you don't know about it. It is said that that person is a special consultant of the multinational company Sirui Group. Not only is he handsome, but he also donated a lot of money to the school. You know that the Shuangyu Fund, which will be awarded tonight, is named after him.

That's it...

Linlin is a little envious of Yang Xue, being pursued by two such excellent people is a bit like a plot in a romance novel, she must be happy to death.

After chatting with the actors of the drama club for a while, Yang Xue and Zhang Shijia left.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. After eating a little something, the actors went to the backstage of the auditorium to wait.

The two walked side by side on the corridor of the school, Zhang Shijia didn't dare to speak up, he was afraid that Yang Xue would misunderstand his intentions.

In fact, after the school celebration ceremony, he took the initiative to draw a clear boundary with Yang Xue, mainly because Zhang Jue dealt him too much blow, which made him realize that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

…

Probably setbacks are the fastest way for a man to grow.

Senior brother, thank you. Yang Xue said suddenly.

Eh... Zhang Shijia was slightly taken aback, not knowing why Yang Xue thanked her.

Yang Xue turned her head to look at him: I know that when I was in school, thanks to Brother Zhang's help, those unfair things did not happen to me. My scholarship has never been replaced by others.

Since we met, Yang Xue has never spoken to him in such a gentle tone.

In the past, he would have mistaken Yang

^0^ Remember in a second【】

Xue changed his mind.

But now Zhang Shijia has matured.

He knew that if he hadn't changed his attitude first, he would never have seen this side of Yang Xue.

Junior Sister is gone. Zhang Shijia shook his head, Your grades are excellent, you deserve it. Speaking of which, you don't have to worry about the current students. After rectification, there are very few such chaos in the school. , the recipients of the Shuangyu Fund tonight all deserve their names.

Yang Xue hummed, and was about to speak, but suddenly staggered.

Zhang Shijia wanted to reach out to help her, but she waved her hand and refused.

What's wrong?

With the last ray of sunshine before sunset, Zhang Shijia realized that Yang Xue's complexion was a little bit bad.

It's okay. Yang Xue gently pressed her temple with one hand, Sit on the grass in the afternoon, and the wind blows, I'll take a rest.

Zhang Shijia sighed: When you were in school, your physique was not good. Don't hold on. The New Year's Eve party will be held soon, and the award ceremony will be the first program. If you don't want to watch the program, after the award ceremony is over, I will... Let other Classmates will send you back.

Yang Xue nodded: Then thank you, brother.

Because Zhang Shijia had to prepare for the opening of the ceremony, he took the first step, and Yang Xue was left alone.

Dinner was still eaten in the school cafeteria, but she felt a little dizzy and nauseous after eating two bites.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for several months, her body's immunity plummeted, and she caught a cold in the afternoon, her body was already warning her.

Looking at his watch, there were only twenty minutes left before the opening of the party.

She has already promised to participate in the Shuangyu Foundation awards, and leaving temporarily will cause unnecessary trouble to others.

She decided to wait until the ceremony was over before leaving, Jiangzhou University was not too far from her house.

While walking, she heard someone humming the song The Wind Rises again.

Although I can't hear the lyrics clearly, the melody is really nice.

She followed all the way, wanting to continue listening, but found that the boy seemed to only know these two sentences.

A little disappointed.

She shook her head helplessly and chuckled.

When she came to the school auditorium, she tried to behave as normal as possible.

The time is 6:50 in the evening, and there are only ten minutes left before the opening of the New Year's Eve party.

Students, teachers and invited guests began to enter the venue one after another.

Yang Xue is sitting in the first row on the right hand side, next to the vice principal

She looked around. During the school celebration ceremony, she was also sitting in this position.

…

But now, the person in another position has changed.

At 6:58, admission is over.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for that moment to come.

At exactly seven o'clock, with a soft sound, the curtain on the stage was raised.

Two young students, a man and a woman, served as the hosts of the New Year's Eve party.

They walked slowly to the front of the stage, smiling, and began to make speeches.

Male: Dear leaders.

Female: Dear teacher and classmates.

Together: Good evening everyone!

Man: New bell.

Female: New year.

Male: New blessings.

Female: New expectations.

Male: The year 2222 fades away in the joy of success and harvest.

Female: The bell of 2223 is about to ring.

...

The two hosts are both majors in broadcasting and hosting, with a background in majors, and they are impeccable in both tone and typhoon.

Yang Xue looked at their figures, a little fuzzy, but it doesn't matter, the first program of the party is the awards, she can survive without any stage accidents.

Excellence in character and learning is for Shuangyu. Then, who are the first batch of students who have won the Shuangyu Fund? Let us announce the list of personnel.

The first one is He Caiyi from the Department of Economics and Management. She is not only among the best in grades, but also loves literary creation. She has published articles in Jiangzhou Daily and has her own unique insights on current affairs...

Next, we will invite one of the founders of Shuangyu Fund, our outstanding alumnus, Senior Sister Yang Xue, to present her with a medal!

The audience applauded thunderously.

Under the guidance of the staff, Yang Xue walked from the side to the center of the stage, picked up the medal from Miss Etiquette, and put it on the chest of the girl named He Caiyi.

Study hard and be a useful person in the future. Yang Xue patted her on the shoulder.

He Caiyi bowed deeply: Thank you senior sister!

Yang Xue smiled at her, and the two stood together, and the staff took a group photo.

After the process was over, Yang Xue walked off the stage slowly.

The whole process was so natural that no one could tell she was sick.

She returned to her seat, and Zhang Shijia bent over from the side.

Junior Sister Yang, are you okay?

Yang Xue nodded: I'm fine, senior brother, go get busy if you have something to do, don't worry about me.

Seeing that Yang Xue's mental state was indeed better, Zhang Shijia didn't doubt that he was there, so he returned to the backstage.

Yang Xue was actually a little dizzy, but she didn't leave immediately. She wanted to listen to the song The Wind Rises. It is said that there will be students from the music department singing this song at the party.

The award ceremony is not too long.

^0^ Remember in a second【】

A total of 10 students won the title of Double Jade.

The most important thing is done, and the next step is the much-anticipated cultural performance.

Jiangzhou University is a national key point. Those who can be admitted to this school are top students from various schools. They not only study well, but also are proficient in various talents.

The first program was a martial arts performance by a software engineering student.

…

Holding a sword in his hand, he ignited the audience with several consecutive somersaults.

Yang Xue also applauded.

Before I knew it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The song she wanted to hear hadn't started yet, but Yang Xue was already feeling a little tired.

In order not to cause trouble to others, she left the auditorium alone, wanting to go home and rest.

As soon as he walked out of the auditorium gate, a cold wind blew in his face.

She wrapped her windbreaker tightly, but still felt dizzy.

No, it looks like I have to go to the infirmary first.

She was weak since she was a child, and she went to the infirmary many times when she was in college, so she is very familiar with this road.

Doctor, I'm sorry, I'm a little dizzy— Yang Xue panted against the door frame.

The doctor on duty was an old woman in her fifties who looked very kind and was reading a book with reading glasses.

Seeing someone coming, she quickly took off her glasses and stepped forward to help: Oh, girl, slow down, let's take your temperature first.

Clamping the cold thermometer under her arm, Yang Xue couldn't help shivering.

Thirty-seven degrees three, I have a low fever. The old woman looked at the thermometer carefully, I have to give you an IV, girl, are you a student or a teacher at this school? Do you have a campus card?

Yes, the school gave me a lifetime card.

Then there's no problem, just wait a moment, eh? Where's my pliers...

Ten minutes later, Yang Xue was lying on the hospital bed in the inner room of the infirmary, watching the doctor insert the needle into the back of her hand.

Girl, you are too thin. I have to slow down for you. It will take about an hour and a half. You can rest here for a while. If you feel uncomfortable, call me. I will be on duty in the outside room.

Okay, thank you, Dr. Huang.

you know me?

When I was in school here, I often had hypoglycemia, and it was you who took care of me.

It turns out that's the case. No wonder I see you familiar. All right, girl, go to sleep. I'll call you when the time is up.

good.

The distance between the school infirmary and the auditorium is not too far. Yang Xue lay on the bed and could occasionally hear music and cheers from the auditorium.

She picked up her phone and looked through it. She forgot to charge it last night, and after using it for another day today, there is only 5% of the battery left. She glanced at the time for the last time and simply turned it off.

She leaned against the head of the bed and listened quietly to the sounds outside.

It's the New Year's Eve, and I didn't know that the square was showing fireworks. Occasionally, some students walked by outside and laughed happily.

A piece of peace.

Yang Xue slowly closed her eyes.

The melody of that song rang in her head again.

...

Yang Xue didn't know how long she had been asleep, but in a daze, a familiar voice came.

Doctor, how is she?

I have a fever, but I'm fine. Take a drip and sleep, and you should get better soon.

Oh, thank you.

Feeling the slightly cool back of her hand against her forehead, Yang Xue snorted slightly.

…

She opened her eyes with difficulty, but found that her eyes could not be focused, and she could not see the appearance of the person in front of her clearly.

She is very uncomfortable.

Dr. Yang Da, it seems that you can't do without me. It's only been a while, and you've made yourself like this.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Yang Xue knew that it was his voice.

He is back?

Or, is this a dream again?

If it was really a dream, she hoped she would not wake up.

How about it, are you thirsty, may I pour you some water?

I want to drink jasmine tea...

They're all sick like this, and they still drink that stuff.

My mouth...bitter...

Okay, okay, wait, I'll get you something to drink.

Don't……

Yang Xue held his hand with difficulty, afraid that he would never come back after leaving, just like those dreams she had before.

Hey, take a good rest. I'll come back as soon as I go. Be obedient.

Yang Xue felt a burst of warmth on the back of her hand.

He kissed her.

The numb feeling spread from the back of the hand to the whole body.

She was immersed in this great sense of happiness and fell asleep again.

When Yang Xue opened her eyes again, it was already half past nine.

She glanced at the wall clock on the wall and rubbed her temple with one hand.

Although the sleep time was not long, under the effect of the medicine, she slept well and recovered a lot.

Thinking of the dream she just had, she shook her head.

This dream is so real, if it was in the past, she would definitely take it seriously.

But reality is always cold.

She was still alone in the room at this moment.

The needle has been removed from the hand

^0^ Remember in a second【】

, pasted with white tape.

She flexed her shoulders, put on her shoes, and prepared to leave.

Then something felt wrong.

The windbreaker that she took off casually before the IV drip was neatly folded aside, with her bag and mobile phone on top.

Dr. Huang generally does not tamper with students' personal belongings.

Has anyone been here?

She looked towards the head of the bed.

In the next second, my heart was pounding.

There is a glass of water in there.

She touched it carefully, but it was still warm.

thump! thump!

She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Wasn't that just a dream?

is he back

But why is he not there?

Zhang Jue!

She tried to call out, but no one answered.

Dr. Huang, who was on duty outside, heard the movement and opened the door to glance at her.

Girl, are you awake? Are you feeling better?

Well, I'm much better Dr. Huang, did someone visit me just now?

Ah, yes, there is one wearing a black windbreaker...

thank you!

Eh?

Doctor Huang was taken aback for a moment, Yang Xue had already run far away.

This child...

Dr. Huang shook his head, she hasn't finished yet.

…

...

Hearing from Dr. Huang that someone was indeed coming, Yang Xue rushed out of the infirmary without caring about anything else.

It must be him!

He is back!

Yang Xue was running around the huge campus.

Zhang Jue! Where are you!

She didn't care about her image and shouted loudly.

Occasionally, students who pass by can't help but look sideways.

It was almost ten o'clock, and after nearly three hours of performance, the atmosphere in the school auditorium had reached its climax.

On the public screen outside, many students who hadn't had time to enter the auditorium stopped to watch.

The host held the microphone and said in a slightly magnetic voice: The next performance for you is Bi Nianhai, a classmate from the Conservatory of Music. He brought us that song that everyone will never forget—please enjoy got windy.

Bi Nianhai sat on a round stool with a guitar in his hand.

I stopped and stopped along the way, following the traces of the boy's drifting, the moment before I stepped out of the station, I was a little hesitant.

I can't help laughing at the feeling of being close to home, it is still inevitable, and the sky in Nagano is still so warm, the wind blows from the past...

The song Yang Xue had been thinking about finally started, and the familiar melody resounded over the entire school.

Bi Nianhai is a special student of the Conservatory of Music, and has won a national award. His voice is deep and full of vicissitudes, which complements this song perfectly, and it is even better than the girl Yang Xue heard singing on the lawn before.

But at this moment, Yang Xue has no intention of listening to the song.

All she wanted was to find him.

Excuse me, classmate, did you see a boy in a black windbreaker? He came from over there. He's about this tall. Yes, his figure is relatively well-proportioned—really?! Good! Thank you!

Yang Xue asked all the way, but she didn't hold out hope at first, because it was too late, on this New Year's Eve, who would be an insignificant person, but what she didn't expect was that some classmates said they saw it.

Following the student's guidance, she ran all the way to the school cafeteria.

University canteens usually close late. Although not every stall is open, there are always one or two waiting for students who are hungry from playing games or studying to have supper.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and students will have a three-day holiday. At this time, only one shop in the cafeteria is still open.

As soon as Yang Xue walked into the cafeteria gate, she saw the back of the man in the black windbreaker.

He looked down and seemed to be eating.

Yang Xue took a deep breath.

Walk towards him step by step.

As the distance between the two gradually narrowed, Yang Xue's heart jumped into her throat.

She stopped at a position about five meters behind him, not daring to go any further.

Boss, have another serving, add a fried egg.

A slightly thicker voice came.

While Yang Xue was hesitating, the man in the black windbreaker had already left his seat, walked to the shop, and asked the boss for another bowl of noodles.

…

He turned around slowly, Yang Xue looked at his face.

The four eyes are facing each other.

After a while, Yang Xue turned her eyes away.

not him……

Yang Xue's shoulders slumped.

All the energy of the whole person was withdrawn at that moment.

It's like turning into a walking dead.

She left the cafeteria step by step and walked aimlessly on the corridor of the school.

Ben was sick, and had exhausted all his strength just now.

After dissipating in one breath, she couldn't run anymore.

She came to the bishop's door and sat down on the steps, clasping her knees with her hands.

At this moment, the five-minute song just reached its climax.

I used to be unable to extricate myself from the size of the world, and I was also addicted to it in my dreams

^0^ Remember in a second【】

, not true or false, no struggle, no fear of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her, and I once popped out the midsummer with my fingertips. My heart is moved, so let's go with the fate—

The song is beautiful and touching.

The melody is also catchy, and many students can't help singing along.

Yang Xue hid in a corner, buried her head deeply in her knees.

Eye sockets involuntarily turned red.

She misses him so much.

I can't control myself at all.

It's okay if you don't have those dreams.

But I can dream of him every day.

From hope to disappointment.

There is nothing more painful than this in the world.

She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve.

Stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

He hasn't come back yet.

She can't cry.

She must become strong and protect everything about him.

But I really miss him.

Miss his warm embrace.

Miss his slightly husky voice.

miss his bad smile...

Dr. Yang?

I don't know if it is an illusion.

Yang Xue seemed to hear someone calling her.

It seemed to be his voice.

She looked up suddenly.

Walking around when you're sick is really easy for me to find.

Not far away, under the light, a young man smiled at her with two cups of milk tea in his hand.

Although there was a little teasing in the words, the tenderness in the deep eyes could not be hidden.

Yang Xue rubbed her eyes vigorously.

He's still there.

Smiling badly.

Not hallucinations.

He is back!

The evening wind blows the white hair on your temples and smoothes the scars left by memories. In your eyes, light and dark are mixed, and a smile blooms.

The twilight covered your staggering steps, walked into the painting hidden by the bedside, you in the painting, lowered your head and talked—

Yang Xue supported the ground with one hand, slowly stood up from the steps, never leaving his eyes for a moment, she was afraid that if she turned around, he would disappear again.

But this time, he was there the whole time.

Yang Xue covered her mouth, tears fell from her eyes.

But she is smiling.

The young man looked at her, sucked his nose, and then slowly opened his arms.

Yang Xue also raised her hands slightly, and rushed forward suddenly. Under the astonished eyes of many students, she jumped up and threw herself into his arms.

Like a goose returning to its nest.

I finally returned my youth to her, together with the midsummer that popped out from my fingertips, I just went with the wind when my heart moved.

In the name of love, are you still willing to—

...

Hey, Mrs., you've smashed the old monk.

My years as an anomalous creature administrator

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^