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Chapter 8

Sunday, March 2075, 9

Shen Xuan

"My name is Shen Xuan, Shen from Jiang Chen and Han Yang, and Xuan from Xuan He."

"My name is Han Zixi." Her smile fluctuated in front of Shen Xuan's eyes, "Jiang Shen Hanyang's Han, Han Feizi's son, bustling Xi."

Bustling.What a lively name.Their acquaintance was very common and random, and Shen Xuan still doesn't understand what made her fall in love with a person who is completely different from herself.Her cold look and heavy soul, her loving and painful gaze and her strange sense of humor, each of which makes her feel strange and fresh.

The classroom was empty, only Han Zixi was sitting beside her.Shen Xuan tried her best to look at her. At first, her eyebrows and eyes were still the same as when she was 13 years old, but after the sadness surfaced, her image moved forward along the timeline of Shen Xuan's memory, becoming more and more like the remains in her mind three years ago. The last image of .Shen Xuan asked angrily all the way to his face: "What do you mean? Why did you go to the management center for an internship? What are you thinking? What are you going to do?"

Han Zixi in the dream didn't answer, but just stared at her sadly. The time was long enough for a universe to form and collapse, but short enough for the light to shine on the desk through the floor-to-ceiling windows.Afterwards, the girl opposite stretched out her hands to hold Shen Xuan's cheeks, and the tip of her cold nose touched hers, and their lips touched, a gentle kiss.The feeling was too real, so real that she wondered if the VR equipment hadn't been closed, so Shen Xuan woke up suddenly in the early hours of the morning.

Slow thoughts tangled together. ……what is this?Why?Who allowed her to...?

But I miss her so much.Finally, a sentence was squeezed out of the shackles of her subconscious mind, which had been imprisoned for three years.

Miss her so much.Miss her so much.Shen Xuan covered his face in the dark, his heart was beating wildly, tears seeped from between his fingers and wet the pillow towel.It's all Qin Jia's fault, it's all his fault, he made my three years of hard work go to waste...

None of his business, said a calm voice in her ear.It was me who was obsessed with thinking about her, and I was the one who stopped and stopped, and now I am really disturbed by it.It's my fault.

Shen Xuan turned over and pulled the quilt over his head, trying to wipe away his tears.

It's over before it even started.After Pisces forgot each other, and after Enjueyijue parted ways, I, a dull person, finally understood...

She closed her eyes tightly in pain, completely powerless to prevent that terrible and absurd conclusion from forming in her mind:

... It was only then that I realized that this was not a superficial classmate friendship that was abandoned halfway.

I can't wait to pack my luggage after receiving the internship notice, and I am going to fly to the moon with her on the spacecraft at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon.Today is a blank space, Shen Xuan walks in and out between the library, the game hall and the shopping mall, bored, after going offline at noon and having lunch, she decides to visit her father's work unit.

The online government is located on the central axis of the city center, built by programmers like a garden.Shen Xuan walked through two rows of cheerful small fountains, bypassed a large lawn in full bloom, and entered this huge building through a side door.Lao Shen's office is on the third floor. Shen Xuan often came here to play when he was a child. At that time, the uncles and aunts in the office liked her very much, and laughed straight at her...

At the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, she met Lao Gao, Gao Yang's father, and Lao Shen's colleague.

"Hello, Uncle Gao!" Shen Xuan quickly stopped and tried to smile.

Lao Gao is a bald, fat man with a ruddy complexion that looks very childish.When he saw Shen Xuan, he laughed so hard that his eyes almost disappeared: "It's Shen Xuan! Congratulations, I heard from your father that you are leaving tomorrow, right?"

"Yes." Shen Xuan answered obediently.

"It's lucky," Lao Gao smiled mysteriously at her, "You won't miss out on good things."

"Uh." Shen Xuan felt that his brain was working hard, and the creaking sound was clearly audible, "What?"

He lowered his voice dramatically, "Just to let you know, our office plans to have snow at three o'clock this afternoon until tomorrow morning. It hasn't snowed here since the online world was born, you know? We've had enough of them The so-called 'stable weather'! We plan to set the attribute of the snow this time to be warm to the touch and not melt yet. You just wait!" He was as excited as a child who has never seen snow.

Lao Gao works in the weather management office, she knows that.Shen Xuan was stunned, and then heard himself say:

"Uncle Gao, if you want the snow to be really warm, I have a way."

Sunday, March 2075, 9

Han Zixi

"Snowing!"

Wu Xiaohan ran out of the bedroom and knocked on Han Zixi's door.Han Zixi was packing his things when he was startled by the sound.

"I went online and went to school just now, and it started to snow in the sky after I finished my work, and—you should go and have a look!" Seeing that there was no feedback, she opened the door, "I'll pack your clothes for you first, go quickly Check it out. You won't be able to see it tomorrow!"

Snow.Han Zixi thought numbly.What is snow like?She couldn't refuse her mother's enthusiasm, so she climbed onto the bed and put on her glasses.

When the world was still in a vague loading state before her eyes, she realized something was different.Standing on the gravel road in the park with her eyes closed, she felt one piece after another of warm little things falling on her cheeks, like hundreds of thousands of gentle and small kisses.

What's this?It can't be snow.

She still stood there with her eyes closed, the snow was falling more and more, whispering in her ear.She stretched out her hand to touch her face, and the snow-like things lingered in the eye sockets, nose tip and cheeks, which did not melt for a long time, and each piece was so warm.

Han Zixi brushed the snow off his eyelids and opened his eyes.

She stood between the white sky and the earth, the road in front of her was covered with untrodden snow, every leaf above her head seemed to be carrying a handful of snow, and the wind rolled countless snowflakes from the sky, gently shaking the branches above her head , generously scattered the gift of the City of Eternal Spring to her—so Han Zixi finally saw clearly that each snowflake was a small character.

Her eyes quickly swept across the snow on her sleeves, and the words "love" first entered her eyes, then "you" and "me", and there was no fourth word.

"Love", "you", "I", what does it mean, what...

A wave of dizziness hit her brain, and she almost couldn't stand still. ...is "I love you".

Shen Xuan, Shen Xuan, Shen Xuan, Shen Xuan.Like a flood breaking a bank, the name surged and washed away all her reason and cold mask in an instant.She sat on the bench and wept uncontrollably, her hands full of snowflakes that would not melt.She was the one who would do it, but not for me; she was the one who would say it eventually, but not for me.