Shen Jiani in the dormitory, after taking the brain tonic medicine to calm the nerves, leaned on the position of the head of the bed.

She didn't have any consciousness, took out her beloved picture album, looked at her at that time, and secretly painted Lu Zilean.

She silently stared at the portrait, and unconsciously picked up the paintbrush and sketched out the details that she was not satisfied with.

She didn't stop painting until she was satisfied, and it was extremely warm. Soft. Touching the person on the painting, he muttered to himself.

"Lu Zilian, I miss you so much, will you miss me like I miss you as much?"

"I don't think you will."

"Then I wish you a good dream......!"

Looking at Lu Zilian's portrait, expressing emotion, after glancing at the time, Shen Jiani closed the notebook in her hand, closed the lamp and went to sleep.

Seeing that Shen Jiani was sleeping, Lu Ziyi also closed her phone, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After all, tomorrow is Sunday.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, he and Shen Jiani will be under the Pearl Tower, and they will not be separated.

This is an email sent by Lu Ziyi to Shen Jiani, how could he forget.

Shen Jiani quickly fell asleep after taking a few tablets of calming medicine.

She slept naturally not because of tomorrow's party, but because she was really sleepy and needed to rest.

And this night, even if she took the calming medicine, it was still a dream, and then a dream.

She doesn't remember the general dream, she only vaguely remembers.

She seems to dream of her father and mother, swinging with her under the cherry blossom tree.

The moment she woke up suddenly, Shen Jiani blinked her eyes vigorously, and under the darkness, she looked at the white roof in a daze.

"I think I'm dreaming of you because I miss you so much!"

Shen Jiani said to herself, and then sighed unconsciously: "Hey", turned over, closed her eyes again, and continued to fall asleep.

In the next little sleep, Shen Jiani slept extremely peacefully, and when she woke up, it was already morning.

Lying on the bed, she instinctively took out her mobile phone and entered the food app, looking for the food she wanted to eat.

After ordering the meal, I closed my phone and got up, glanced at the painting on the ground without much energy, and did not pick up the paintbrush, but walked out of the room and went to the bathroom.

After washing, Shen Jiani made herself a cup of milk tea and sat in the living room waiting for the arrival of the food delivery staff.

In a trance, as if she had thought of something, she got up and went back to her room.

I opened the closet, found a black tracksuit to change into, and trotted to open the door when I heard the doorbell ring.

Barbecue bibimbap with refreshing side dishes, Shen Jiani ate comfortably, wiped the corners of her mouth after eating, picked up her backpack, and walked out of the house.

The location of the company is in the center of the city, and there will be bus stops at almost every street corner.

When she met a bus stop, Shen Jiani looked at the stop sign, and after checking the address, she got on the bus and drove towards the Hexi cemetery.

When she was transferring stations on the way, Shen Jiani bought her father's favorite pastries and her mother's favorite red roses and got on the bus again.

……

The Hexi cemetery is a good scenery in Shen Jiani's memory.

Looking from afar, the green air is swirling, fluttering like a fairyland in the world.

Taking a deep breath of air, he walked towards the cemetery with extremely fast steps.

Although a few months have passed, it is not forgotten.

Shen Jiani counted it, found the tombstone lightly, put pastries and flowers in front of her parents, and bowed respectfully.

"When", followed by "When... When ......" twice, kowtow.

Then she stood up and stared silently at the two men in the black-and-white photograph on the tombstone.