Ye Jiaqi nodded, but I'm afraid there is no time this year, so I have to wait until next year. [Full text reading. 】

"It's cold in Chicago and it's your first winter, be prepared. It snows here in the winter, so I can take you skiing if you have the chance. "The way of Cheng Yu.

"Okay, the University of Chicago has a winter camp in the winter, if you have time, you can join along." Ye Jia said, "It's almost time to finish the final exam." ”

"I know, I've been there, and it's fun."

"It's not early, I have to go home, I won't see you off tomorrow morning? Actually, I'd love to send you."

Ye Jiaqi looked at him, and the man's face was always a modest smile, like a spring breeze blowing willows.

Especially in the night light, it adds to the comfort and handsomeness.

It was an accident to meet him.

"Classes matter." Cheng Yuzhi insisted on not letting her send it, "After drinking coffee, I'll send you home." ”

"Okay."

Ye Jiaqi's face was smiling happily, and his eyes were as bright as stars, scorching and dazzling.

The bakery was very close to her apartment, and she and Cheng Yuzhi walked back.

It wasn't cold at night, Ye Jiaqi put his hands in his coat pockets and walked very slowly.

Before leaving, Cheng Yuzhi gave her a gift, which was a ginger knitted scarf.

She didn't wear a scarf when she came out at night, so Cheng Yuzhi tied the scarf for her.

"Mr. Cheng, thank you." Ye Jiaqi is much warmer.

Even in the wind, she couldn't feel the cold.

Ye Jiaqi pulled up the scarf, so that the scarf covered half of his face, and only a pair of bright big eyes were exposed.

"I thought you wouldn't accept it, but if you didn't, I wouldn't dare to accept your gift." Cheng Yuzhi said with a smile, "I bought it when I went to the mall two days ago, and I felt that this color is very good for your skin, and it happens that winter is coming, and you need a few scarves." ”

Ye Jiaqi felt that the scarf was very warm, and she liked this gift very much.

She walked side by side with him to the side of the road, their shadows stretched long by the streetlights.

When the wind blows, the leaves flutter and fall under your feet.

There are also pedestrians walking along the road, and the road at night fades away from the hustle and bustle of the day.

Ye Jiaqi and Cheng Yuzhi chatted casually, Cheng Yuzhi was not a too taciturn person, he could pick up whatever Ye Jiazhi said.

But most of the time it is Ye Jiaqi who is talking.

As she walked, she arrived at the bottom of the apartment where she lived.

"Mr. Cheng, I'll go upstairs first, you go back, it's cold outside." Ye Jiaqi advised, "Remember to bring all the luggage, then I won't go to the airport tomorrow to see you off." ”

"Well, see you next time." Cheng Yuzhi nodded, his face calm, "Go up!" ”

Ye Jiaqi waved at him: "Goodbye, thank you for your scarf." ”

Cheng Yuzhi smiled, his eyes bent into crescents.

He watched as she walked step by step to the top of the stairs until she went upstairs.

The lights on the eighth floor soon turned on, and the street lamps stretched Cheng Yuzhi's shadow very long.

He stood downstairs, lit a cigarette, and looked up at the lights upstairs.

Smoke swirled on the side of his face, and his eyes were dark.

After a while, the upstairs window opened, and Ye Jiaqi poked his head out from the upstairs.

Seeing that Cheng Yuzhi was still there, she waved her hand again: "Go home." ”

Cheng Yuzhi didn't hear it, but he also raised his hand and made a "goodbye" gesture to her.

The cigarette between his fingers was burning little by little, and the glimmer of the cigarette butt shimmered in the night.

The night sinks like water.