The New Year's Day is coming soon, the school has issued a document, and the whole school will be off for three days. An Ling, who heard the news, hugged Wang Xiaojuan excitedly.

"Lingling, calm down, there are still four days until the holiday."

"Juan, after three days off, I can go home and sleep until I wake up naturally, haha." In this cold winter, An Ling's heart is only sleep.

"No pursuit at all." Wang Xiaojuan looked at An Ling helplessly.

"Huh, it's finally done." Xia Jordan finished her work two days before the New Year's Day. Among all the people, she was the slowest to finish it.

Xia Jordan took the scarf he had just finished knitting, ran into the classroom, sat and waited for Ye Tong to arrive, there was still half an hour before class in the afternoon, and Ye Tong would not come to the classroom until at least ten minutes.

"Tongtong, this is for you." It was snowing heavily outside the window, and Xia Jordan in the classroom held a blue scarf and handed it to Ye Tong.

After Ye Tong took Xia Jordan's scarf, he also took out a blue scarf from behind him. The two scarves had the same color but different styles.

"Dandan, I also knitted one for you, don't dislike it." Ye Tong looked at Xia Jordan calmly, Xia Jordan also looked at Ye Tong calmly, the friendship between them doesn't need too many words, just By eye contact, they can understand each other's feelings.

The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Xia Jordan and Ye Tong in the classroom wrapped the scarves given by each other, and a warmth that penetrated their hearts spread throughout their bodies. This winter, they are very grateful to have each other.

"Lingling, this scarf is for you." Inside the dormitory, Wang Xiaojuan stood calmly in front of An Ling with a green scarf in her hand.

"It was for me, wasn't it for Leng Yu?" An Ling was a little at a loss.

"I knitted two."

"Juan, if I were a boy, I would definitely marry you home." An Ling excitedly took the scarf from Wang Xiaojuan and quickly wrapped it around her neck.

"Juan, do you look good?" An Ling stood in front of the mirror and kept looking at herself in the mirror.

"It's beautiful." Wang Xiaojuan looked at An Ling, thinking in her heart that after Leng Yu received her scarf, would she immediately wrap it around her neck in excitement?

One day before the New Year's Day, Leng Yu was going to give Ye Tong the scarf he knitted by himself. After thinking about it, he finally set the time after the evening self-study.

Wang Xiaojuan and Ye Tong had the same idea, they were going to give Leng Yu the scarf they knitted after their evening self-study.

"Juan, do you really need me to accompany you?" An Ling was worried that Wang Xiaojuan would deliver the scarf alone.

"Well, after the evening self-study is over, you can go back to the dormitory by yourself. I'll go back after I send it off. Don't worry about me." Wang Xiaojuan showed a smile on her face, but she was still ill. Go to the hospital for treatment on New Year's Day.

"Ye Tong, after the evening self-study, wait for me for a few minutes, I have something to look for you." Leng Yu stood at the door of the second class and was speaking to Ye Tong in the classroom.

"It just so happens that I have something to look for you, and we'll see you at the playground when that time comes."

"Okay, see you soon." After Leng Yu finished speaking, he turned around and returned to his class.

"How is it, have you made an appointment yet?" Leng Yu had already stated his purpose of learning to knit a scarf, and Yang Qingqing was looking at him nervously.

"Well, we've made an appointment, we'll meet at the playground."

"Okay, take good care of it, but now the focus is on study, don't waste study in love." Yang Qingqing didn't want talents like Leng Yu to ruin their future because of love.

"Well, I see." Leng Yu thought in his heart, when would it be better to confess to Ye Tong.

After the evening self-study was over, Leng Yu couldn't wait to run towards the back playground, Ye Tong was already standing in Bai Xue waiting for him.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, this is for you." Leng Yu said, handing over the white scarf that he had knitted by himself for a week.

"You knitted this yourself?"

"Well, the weaving is not good, don't dislike it."

"No, how could I possibly dislike it." Ye Tong took the scarf from Leng Yu's hand tremblingly and wrapped it around her neck. With the scarf woven by Xia Jordan, she wrapped it around her neck. Two scarves.

Tears fell down Ye Tong's cheeks and quickly formed ice flowers in the air. She was very moved. As a boy, Leng Yu knitted a scarf for her.

Ye Tong understands that there are ingenious boys in this world, but how many boys are willing to make themselves ingenious for a girl?

"What's wrong?" Leng Yu was a little flustered, he didn't know why Ye Tong was crying.

"I'm just moved, I also knitted a white scarf for you, I hope you like it." Ye Tong put away his excitement and took out the scarf from the bag.

Just when Leng Yu was about to reach out to pick it up, Ye Tong interrupted his movements, and then wrapped the scarf around his neck for him very gently.

"Ye Tong, do you like snowy weather?" Leng Yu stood quietly, for fear of ruining the current atmosphere.

"Well, I like it, what's the matter?" Ye Tong's movements didn't stop.

"I'm not qualified to say I like you right now, but when we go to university, I'll be able to take care of you, so I want to confess to you in the first winter after going to university."

Hearing Leng Yu's confession, Ye Tong paused for a moment, and tears rolled down his cheeks again. After he helped Leng Yu wrap the scarf, he looked at him tenderly and said, "You idiot, say it now, to There will be no surprises.”

"Ah, did I do something wrong?" Leng Yu was a little flustered when he heard Ye Tong scold him for being an idiot.

"No, I mean, I'm waiting for your college to tell me."

"I will definitely study hard and try to give you a home as soon as possible."

"Leng Yu, I believe you, it's getting late, I should go back to the restaurant to work, you should go back to the dormitory."

"Okay, pay attention to safety on the road."

Walking downstairs to the boys' dormitory, Ye Tong looked at Leng Yu affectionately: "Take care of yourself, bye."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the way back, and call me if anything happens."

"Okay." After Ye Tong finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the school gate. Tears flowed uncontrollably. In this winter, she was not alone. In this winter, she felt too much warmth.

After Ye Tong walked far out of the school gate, Xia Lin followed from the darkness, still maintaining a short distance and silently protecting Ye Tong.

One minute before the end of the evening self-study, Wang Xiaojuan was carefully dressing up her gift box with a scarf.

"Yo, you're so biased, why didn't you come with a gift box when you gave it to me?" An Ling pretended to be aggrieved.

"Lingling, don't make a fuss, the get out of class will be over soon, I'll go first." Wang Xiaojuan hurriedly walked towards Leng Yu's class with the gift box, but by the time she arrived, Leng Yu had already gone to the back playground.

Just when Wang Xiaojuan couldn't see Leng Yu and started to panic, Yang Qingqing walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, classmate Wang Xiaojuan, who are you looking for?"

"It's Qingqing, didn't Leng Yu from your class come to class today?" Wang Xiaojuan didn't want to hide her purpose for coming here.

"Here, but he left earlier, it seems that he went to the back playground, you look for him..."

Before Yang Qingqing could finish speaking, Wang Xiaojuan hurried to the back playground with the gift box.

Walking on the road, Wang Xiaojuan felt even more dizzy, and she started to sway while walking, but she did not slow down her pace.

After walking to the back playground, Wang Xiaojuan saw Leng Yu standing with a girl from a distance. Seeing this scene, her heart ached violently.

Wang Xiaojuan walked to the wall, endured the pain in her heart, and watched Leng Yu silently.

When she saw Ye Tong put a scarf around Leng Yu, her heart hurt even more, and she didn't understand, since when did she fall in love with Leng Yu so deeply that she saw Leng Yu and others When the girl is together, her heart hurts so much.

Tears rolled down Wang Xiaojuan's cheeks. She knew very well in her heart that the scarf she had prepared so hard for a long time could no longer be delivered.

Wang Xiaojuan felt that there was an indescribable pain in her heart that was tormenting her. This pain was not physical pain, but mental pain.

This pain is like a fish dying of thirst on the coast. It is so close to the sea, but it cannot reach the embrace of the sea.

This kind of pain is like the sun in the cold wind. The sun is shining on the body, but can't feel the warmth.

This is a kind of tormenting pain, a pain that is obviously hard work but has no reward. Wang Xiaojuan hugged herself and curled up in the corner, letting the heavy snow wash away and the passage of time.

Wang Xiaojuan's heart was in extreme pain. She wanted to escape this pain, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was of no avail. She remembered what An Ling said: "Since ancient times, secret love is the saddest, and you don't even have the qualification to be jealous."

After a long time, Wang Xiaojuan slowly stood up and walked towards the football field. At this time, Leng Yu had returned to the dormitory.

The fatigue caused by the disease and the pain in her mind made Wang Xiaojuan lose consciousness. She just wanted to lie quietly on the football field.

A long time has passed, the door of the dormitory is about to close, Wang Xiaojuan has not come back, An Ling can't wait any longer, she is going to find Wang Xiaojuan in person.

"I can't leave the dormitory now, go back quickly." The dorm manager looked at his phone, and it was about time to close the dormitory.

An Ling's eyes were red, like a beast: "Whoever dares to block me, I will make him suffer."

The dormitory was frightened by the domineering girls in front of her, and did not dare to speak for a while. An Ling ignored them and ran towards the back playground.

She was very panicked, and she didn't know why she was going to the back playground, but she knew that she had to go.

The white snow fell on the football field, dyeing the original green football field white. Wang Xiaojuan was wearing a white down jacket, lying quietly in this white field, as if integrated with the world. Her eyes were slightly closed and her face was flushed red. , looked like he was asleep.

When An Ling found Wang Xiaojuan, her body was covered with a layer of white snow, and her body was suffering from a high fever, and she fainted in this white world.

Seeing Wang Xiaojuan lying on the ground, An Ling burst into tears. She hurriedly held Wang Xiaojuan in her arms and called the emergency number.

It was two o'clock in the middle of the night when the ambulance arrived at the hospital. Wang Xiaojuan was in a coma with a high fever and was taken to the emergency room by the doctor.

An Ling sat quietly in a chair outside the emergency room, and the head teacher came over in the middle of the night.

"An Ling, what's going on with Wang Xiaojuan?" The head teacher is a twenty-seven-year-old woman who has just come to this school not long ago.

"I'm sick, very sick." An Ling's tears flowed out again. When she was a child, she clearly said to protect her, but since high school, Wang Xiaojuan has been in the hospital twice, and she did not protect her well.

An hour later, the doctor came out of the emergency room, sweating profusely, and said to An Ling, "Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, sigh, although you are students, you are usually very busy with your studies, but you must Pay attention to your body, get medical treatment as soon as you get sick, don't delay."

After An Ling thanked the doctor, she walked to Wang Xiaojuan's bedside and looked at her quietly, with a thousand thoughts in her heart.