The wind on autumn nights is cool, not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter.

The leaves on the treetops swing gently, and the insects in the grass made a "squeaking" sound. The campus at night was also very lively, with bright lights and students everywhere.

There was a stage on the playground, probably a singing competition was held, and the guitar mixed with singing was floating throughout the campus.

The classroom and library are also brightly lit, and there are students studying on their own.

The newly built auditorium is very large. Song Shaoyan picked a back seat, with rows of empty seats in front.

He just sat quietly in the corner, looking straight ahead.

The welcome party is no longer as casual as before. Nowadays, students are very creative. Not only does the stage be arranged beautifully, but the program is also very innovative.

Song Shaoyan's spine was straight and he watched the party silently.

One show after another, the only thing that remains unchanged is the breath of youth.

Song Shaoyan looked silently, and there was no one around him.

It was a daze and seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

His hands that fell on the chair were trembling.

The whole auditorium was filled with joyful voices, and Song Shaoyan's eyes were always looking straight ahead.

Time passes by little by little.

At some point, Song Shaoyan's shoulders also trembled and his eyelashes twitched.

In this dark corner, no one saw two tears falling from the corner of his eyes...

The tears were cold and wet his clothes.

He was completely unaware of it.

Youth that cannot be returned to, old times that cannot be returned to.

In the back row of the huge auditorium, he was sitting inconspicuously, and no one noticed him. He sat alone, with a dim luster in his eyes, and infinite tears were surging.

The night is quiet.

Later, Song Shaoyan didn't know when he left.

When he left, the party had not yet ended.

Under the halo of street lights, moths flew around in circles, chasing the light.

He walked on a secluded path in a wheelchair, with no one on that road, only himself.

The lights stretched his lonely figure, and he looked at the long road as if there was no end.

A leaf fell from the treetops, gently rotated a few times, and fell on his shoulders.

When he passed by the window, he remembered... His posters and photos were pasted all over the window, and his publicity was everywhere. At that time, he was still a sensational figure in the school.

And now, no one in the school remembers him anymore.

He thought that in many years, no one would remember him anymore.

...

The night before leaving the capital, Ning'an went to Qingning again.

This time she didn't plan to get drunk, so she wanted to drink some wine casually, mainly because... she didn't want to calm herself down.

Her wishes were fulfilled in the bar.

The lively singing and dancing sounds, chatting sounds, and joking jokes.

Ning An ordered a bottle of red wine and sat alone at the table by the corner.

The bar owner is still the same boss as before. He was a handsome guy back then. Now he has gained weight and his beer belly has come out.

In the past, the "Lily Lemon" was a small bar, but now it is getting bigger and bigger.

She looked at the familiar bar and watched everyone dance while drinking.

After drinking two more glasses, the alcohol came up. She took off her little suit jacket and tied her hair up. The lights in her eyes were shining, shining.

She wanted to dance a little.
Chapter completed!