Time flies by, summer comes and spring goes.
On the Peking University campus, a large red banner was hung in the gymnasium. The graduates were seated in an orderly manner on the high bleachers. The school leaders below were sitting in a row, reading their speeches emotionally.
At the end, everyone gathered together to sing the school song, and the sadness of parting reached its peak at this time.
On this day, both boys and girls were dressed in the most beautiful clothes. The girls were wearing skirts of various colors and low-heeled sandals. Once you stood there, the whole school seemed to become richer. The boys are not lagging behind. They are all wearing shirts and trousers and wearing black leather shoes, as if they can see what they will look like after graduation.
After receiving the graduation certificate, everyone found their friends and took photos together. Of course, such an important moment must be well recorded.
There were three or two friends standing together to take the photo, and there were also the whole dormitory photo taken together. When Ye Ru saw the latter, she clamored to take the photo too.
Song Yingwan and Lin Ying smiled at each other, held hands and walked over there. When the picture was frozen, it showed the youthful appearance of six girls with curved eyebrows.
Unintentionally turning her head, Song Yingwan saw a young man with warm eyes standing not far away. He was also dressed in black and white today, but compared to a few years ago, he was more mature and steady.
After their eyes met, they thanked each other and raised the corners of their lips slightly, then walked over.
"Are you busy over there?"
"Well, I'll come here after receiving the certificate." He thanked him and nodded gently. The sun was shining down, and his profile was clear-cut.
Song Yingwan tapped her toes on the ground, "So fast."
The girl is wearing a light blue floral dress, her gentle hair is half-tied and scattered on her back. She is gentle and sweet. The boy has a tall and straight figure, and his simple clothes are clean and noble.
Just standing there, the two of them are particularly eye-catching.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ru had a sly look in her eyes and raised her voice, "Hey, why don't you two take one?"
Song Yingwan was moved. She and Xie Ci rarely took photos, so there were very few photos of the two of them together.
She reached out and poked Xie Ci's waist, and said softly, "Did you take a photo?"
Xie Ci raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold the troubled little hand, but his voice was very gentle, "No."
"That……"
But she said her thanks faster than she did, "How about we take a photo together?"
Song Yingwan's lips couldn't help but curl up, "Okay."
The two people stood in front of the camera, as serious as if they were taking a wedding certificate, but they couldn't hide the smile on their lips.
At the last second, Song Yingwan was caught off guard and tilted her head to lean on Xie Ci's shoulder. A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.
So, the scene freezes.
After graduation, after a period of leisure, Song Yingwan found that he was a little bored.
The businesses that Xie Ci and He Lin were working on were on the right track, and now they have opened several stores in Beijing, and there are even plans to set up a company.
So Xie Ci is sometimes very busy, but he still insists on coming back to eat with Song Yingwan every day. Even if something really happens and he can't avoid it, he never forgets to call home and ask Song Yingwan to have a good meal when he goes out to work.
But Xie Ci couldn't stay with her at home all the time. Most of the time, Song Yingwan stayed at home alone.
Sometimes Xie Ci would also think of taking Song Yingwan with him, but Song Yingwan thought that he worked there and he might be distracted by taking care of her if he went there, so she rejected the proposal.
So all that was left in her life was writing, reading and eating, and gradually she felt a little dull.
Song Yingwan didn't want to go to work. She had enough of being a social beast in her previous life. She had money and leisure now, so why should she suffer that torture.
Her second book has been published and is very popular, so Song Yingwan also made a small fortune.
"Evening Breeze" has now become one of the most influential female writers.
In his books, Song Yingwan often encourages today's women to be self-reliant and self-reliant, and tells them more possibilities in life through the little characters he writes.
Women do not have to stay at home to take care of their husbands and raise children, they can also go out and kill the West.
Her novel views are always inspiring and resonate with a large number of people.
Song Yingwan knew that her voice was small, but she also wanted to do her best to change something, even one person's fate.
No matter at any time, there are still many girls who cannot afford to go to school, so they also miss the opportunity to have choices, so they can only live their lives in confusion.
Song Yingwan wanted to clear the fog in front of them and let more people see the path under their feet.
Therefore, ‘Wanfeng’ has also successfully entered the public eye and is loved by many people, especially young people.
Speaking of which, a professor had talked to Song Yingwan before and wanted her to stay in school for graduate school. It was the teacher who had praised Song Yingwan for her good writing in class.
Song Yingwan refused without hesitation at that time. Studying for graduate school was not in her plan at all, so after the professor proposed it, Song Yingwan subconsciously resisted.
Later, the matter fell into disuse.
Now, if you calm down and think about it, it is not impossible, and it can be considered beneficial and harmless.
There is a saying that if you don’t know what to do now, then work hard to improve yourself first, so that you will have more choices in the future.
Yes, it is like that.
After thinking about it, Song Yingwan felt that even her head had become clearer.
She planned to discuss this matter with him after Xie Xi came back in the evening. As soon as he sat down and opened the book, Song Yingwan couldn't help but doze off after a while.
I don’t know what’s going on during this period of time, but I always feel like I haven’t gotten enough sleep.
Song Yingwan rubbed his eyes and sighed. People really can't be too idle. If they eat and sleep all day long, they will turn into a pig sooner or later.
In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she lay on the bed and slept again.
When she woke up again, the room was dark. She was so frightened that she quickly sat up from the bed, thinking that she had slept until dark.
But when he opened the door and went out, a ray of light poured in from the crack in the door. Only then did Song Yingwan realize that the curtains in the room had been closed.
Her nose moved slightly, and there seemed to be a sweet smell in the yard.
Just as he was thinking about it, he walked out of the kitchen with a thank you. He was still wearing an apron. It was a light yellow one that Song Yingwan bought with small floral flowers on it.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry? I cooked millet porridge." His voice was gentle and his eyebrows were soft.
Song Yingwan slightly curved her lips and walked over quickly, "When did you come back? Have you prepared the meal?"
"I've been back for a while. I didn't call you since you were sleeping."
"I've only cooked millet porridge, and I haven't started cooking the rest yet."
"What do you want to eat tonight? I just came back from shopping."
He answered every question patiently and without any fuss.
