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Song Weiyu hugged his legs, huddled together, and tried hard to press his knees to his heart.

It seemed empty, and she desperately needed something to fill it.

Li Nian looked at her half-dead state and hurriedly sat by the bed. The infusion needle on the back of her hand had returned a large amount of blood, and the entire back of her hand was bulging.

He rang the bell and called Li Hyuk.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Fu Haitang. She knew that as long as she called him and told him how sad Song Weiyu was and how sad she cried, Fu Haitang would definitely come back.

However, she only knew that Fu Haitang would definitely come, but she didn't know that Song Weiyuxi didn't want him to come.

What if Song Weiyu doesn't want Fu Haitang to come back?

When he hesitated to press it out, the phone was pinched away by Li He again.

Li He put the mobile phone in his pocket, took Song Weiyu's hand to take out the retention needle, and pressed the cotton swab to stop the bleeding.

Li Nian stared at him and made gestures to ask what to do.

Li He said silently: "Let her cry."

Seeing that the back of her hand was no longer bleeding, Li He dragged Li Nian out of the ward, "Go back, are you of any use at this point?"

Li Nian looked at Song Weiyu who was curled up in a ball on the hospital bed and stamped his feet anxiously: "How do you want me to go? Don't you think she looks like Fu Chunhe when he committed suicide?"

"Like, very similar, very similar."

They are all very important people in life, and they are equally heartbroken...

"Li He, what do you think we should do? We can't find Chen Fang, and we can't contact Fu Haitang. Just let her cry like this? She's going to go blind from crying!"

"You help her contact her, why not take the initiative herself. She has been suffering between two men for so many years. She must not be suffering anymore after this rain."

After saying that, Li He turned around and looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor window, "This should be the last rain this year. The next time it will rain, it will be the first snow."

First snow...

20 years ago, Song Weiyu said that the success rate of Chuxue's confession was the highest in the year.

So this group of friends formed a habit of getting together every year on the first snowy day.

In the Xiangshan Lake Villa, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a warm fireplace was lit, a sentimental movie was played, and the snowflakes were sprinkled outside the window.

Then a group of people sat on the carpet, played cards, talked, and toasted Chuxue.

At that time, Chen Fang always sat alone on the sofa in the corner, watching Song Weiyu whose eyes were brightly illuminated by the fire in front of the fireplace, watching her drinking, watching her playing cards, and watching her bend over with laughter in Fu Haitang's arms.

After everyone was drunk and sleeping on the carpet.

He would gently carry Song Weiyu to the sofa and cover her with a blanket. Then he leaned on her sofa and took a nap.

No one knew that at that time every year, Song Weiyu would get up in the middle of the night, look at the falling snowflakes outside the window, sit next to Chen Fang, and say in his ear...

Say something that no one can hear.

I don't know if Chen Fang was really asleep or pretending to be asleep at that time. In short, he didn't open his eyes for so many years.

Li Nian once woke up in the middle of the night and saw Song Weiyu sitting on the carpet, leaning on the sofa, looking absentmindedly at Chen Fang who was sleeping next to her.

Li Nian will never forget the way Song Weiyu looked at him that night, like a sea hiding stars, like a surging wave.

Only Li Nian, who woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, knew.

While Song Weiyu was looking at Chen Fang, Fu Haitang was nestled on the single sofa at the other end, hiding in the darkness without saying a word, watching her secretly falling in love with another man on this snowy night.

So, how many people were really drunk and sleeping at the first snowy night parties in those years?

It seems that most people fall asleep under the influence of alcohol, and then secretly take a look at the person who is different to them, thinking that no one else knows.

Li He obviously also thought of the first snowy night every year.

Smiling, "I don't know if we can get together this year. Everyone seems to have changed."

……

It had been raining for a long time outside the window, and the clouds were so low that they seemed to fall into the city.

In the dark ward, the crying became less intense as the rain fell.

Song Weiyu began to be in a daze for a long time, thinking about the memories of half his life, and his soul was out of body uncontrollably.

The ward seems to have turned into a school, and the white sheets have turned into the skirt of the girl swinging in the summer.

Under the bright sun, she hugged the book she just bought and hurried towards the corner that was half shadow and half sunshine.

Just turn that corner and you can rush into the cool shadow.

But what she didn't expect was that what she rushed into was a warm and solid chest. The force was so strong that she took half a step back.