Little mortals' dreams come true

It wasn't too late when we returned to the apartment, but because of the alcohol, Han Sheng felt a little sleepy, so he changed his clothes and went to take a shower as soon as he entered the door.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, Han Sheng habitually picked up his phone and glanced at it. Apart from wishing each other a Happy New Year in the morning, Li Fan didn't send any other messages today.Han Sheng looked at the blank page in a daze for a while, then put away his phone and planned to go to sleep, but when he locked the screen, he saw the reminder he had written in the note.

When sorting out the materials yesterday, I found that an important file was missing. Han Sheng vaguely remembered that he had brought it back. He thought it should have been placed on the desk near the balcony. Afraid that he would forget, he set a reminder on his phone.He decided to find out the documents and put them in his briefcase now, so as not to forget to take them when he went to work the day after tomorrow.

The desk was full of thick stacks of documents. During this period of time, Han Sheng always lay down on it and worked until late at night. Sometimes he took it casually and didn't organize it properly, making it a mess.He stacked the plan books on the top layer and put them aside, then began to rummage through a pile of folders.

There was a file folder with a similar color, but it was pressed very far inward. Han Sheng supported the pile of documents with one hand, and with the other hand, he grasped a corner of the file folder and pulled it out forcefully.Although he was very careful, the desk was piled up too messily by him. With such a pull, the information mountain in the lower right corner collapsed a small piece, a notepad slipped down, knocked down the water glass at the corner of the table, and half a cup of cold tea fell from the The corner of the table flowed down, along the edge of the table and seeped into the gap of the drawer at the foot.

Han Sheng hurriedly pulled a paper towel to wipe it off, but he still couldn't stop the tea from seeping in.He had never opened the drawer under the table, but he had seen Li Fan put something in it before, but Han Sheng didn't want to rummage around when Li Fan didn't come back.

Now the tea has seeped in, although not much, but I don't know if there is anything important in the drawer, Han Sheng hesitated, and opened the drawer to check.

There are two drawers side by side under the table, and there is almost nothing in the upper drawer, except for a few expired receipts and other things scattered here and there.Han Sheng checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was a few useless shopping items, he cleaned up the few pieces of paper that were wet with tea.

The bottom drawer was much heavier, and had signs of being locked before the handle, but it wasn't locked now.Han Sheng carefully opened the drawer, and found an old tin box inside, like a chocolate box, the paint on the edge was a little off, exposing the rusted metal inside, it looked like it was old.

A small amount of tea seeped into the inner wall of the drawer. Han Sheng took out the box and blotted up the few drops of water stains on the bottom of the drawer with paper towels.When putting the box back into the drawer, Han Sheng paused.He suddenly had a strong curiosity. The box didn't look like it contained any valuables, but rather the kind of rags that he kept as a treasure when he was a child. It was heavy to hold, and he didn't know what was inside?

I don't know if it was because the wine in his stomach started to take effect, Han Sheng's cheeks became hot, a fine line of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingertips trembled slightly, as if he was holding a Pandora's Box in his hand.

In the end, he failed to resist the temptation and opened the lid of the tin box with a guilty conscience.

At first glance, Han Sheng almost thought that he had guessed correctly, this box was a gadget that Li Fan had collected in his childhood.Old books in the old style, movie ticket stubs, receipts, postcards, old photos...everything is neatly placed in the box, but because there are too many things and too many things, the whole looks messy.

Han Sheng quickly realized that something was wrong. He first saw a familiar small box inside, and when he opened it, there was a pair of cufflinks inlaid with sapphires—this was his birthday present for Li Fan. I didn't see Li Fan wearing it, so it was hidden here.

Then, he discovered that other things were more or less related to him.

The receipt was left when he and Li Fan went to Chengyue Pavilion for dinner for the first time, and the movie ticket stub was also the date of that day.The old photos were taken when I was in college. There are group photos of the players in the basketball game of University A, group photos of the Entrepreneurship Department of the Student Union, class graduation photos, and some messy party photos... Every one of them, undoubtedly, has Han Sheng.There was also that yellowed postcard with an ugly and earthy design, a few illogical words written on the back, and even a few mathematical formulas that looked like they were left over from rough drafts. Although Han Sheng had no impression of this, he still knew Recognized, this is his handwriting.

There are also a lot of messy gadgets, Han Sheng can't remember when he saw them at all, but he knows that they must have been in contact with him inadvertently.

While Han Sheng had a smile on his lips, he felt a dull pain in his chest.

That idiot, has he ever been so lonely, like begging, accumulating little by little memories that no one can remember?

At the end of the flip, Han Sheng was taken aback for a moment, picked up the keychain that was squeezed into the corner, took a closer look, and sure enough saw his name near the bottom.His heart skipped a beat. Isn't this key chain the one he ordered in a souvenir shop when he was traveling?Because he likes its unique design, he has been carrying it with him all the time, but one day he suddenly lost it. If he remembers correctly, he found it missing the second day after he saw song dongdong dancing for the first time.

How did this keychain fall into Li Fan's hands?Did he pick it up?But at that time, Han Sheng had no impression of Li Fan, and Li Fan hadn't greeted him, could it be said that Li Fan had already paid attention to him at that time?

Han Sheng vaguely felt that he had missed something important. He tried hard to dig out something from his memory, but his head was like a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.

In the end, he still couldn't think of anything, and put the keychain back with doubts.

He put those gadgets back one by one. He thought it was Li Fan's childhood, but he didn't think that it was actually the whole youth that Li Fan kept inside for him.

The last thing to put in was the rubber notebook with an ugly cover. Although he was a little curious, Han Sheng refrained from opening it. After all, he still felt that it was inappropriate to rummage through the box.

Suddenly, a piece of paper slipped from the notebook, it was an old photo.

Han Sheng bent down to pick it up, he remembered this photo.It was a class outing in my sophomore year. At that time, most of the students in the class knew about the relationship between him and Song Tiaodong. Fortunately, everyone was very gentle and did not look at the two with bad eyes. Even treat them like ordinary couples, smiling and joking to match them up from time to time.

He remembered that the weather was fine that day, and everyone went to a place with a lake. The sun fell on the lake, shimmering lightly, making people feel like they were in a dream.

Art committee member Chen Xiaotao is a photography enthusiast, holding a DSLR to act as everyone's photographer the whole time.She seemed to be particularly interested in the interaction between Han Sheng and Song Tiaodong, and chased after them to take a lot of photos.Those who walked side by side, those who sat on the grass and talked casually, those who washed barbecue ingredients together... After going back that day, Chen Xiaotao pulled Song Tiaodong and Han Sheng into a group, and uploaded all the photos in it.

Han Sheng couldn't remember when the group disbanded, but he saved all the photos.For a long time after Song Tiandong left, Han Sheng looked at those photos over and over again, among them was the one he was holding in his hand now.But he never noticed that in this photo, Li Fan was standing far behind, with half of his face showing with difficulty.

Perhaps, not only him, even Chen Xiaotao, who took the photo, didn't notice the person who almost melted into the half-blurred background.

But now, looking at the blurred old photo in his hand, Han Sheng suddenly could clearly see the disappointment mixed with grievance in Li Fan's eyes.

There was a word on the back of the photo. Han Sheng turned it over and read a neat sentence:

The first time I saw you, you were drying the quilt, but it made me feel the sunshine.

In an instant, a quiet place in Han Sheng's heart suddenly jumped, and a small opening opened, as if something was about to break free.Then, a beam of light stabbed out like a sharp knife, followed by a large group of blindingly bright light pouring out.

It is sunshine.

hot sun.

Under the strong light, the long-lost memories, like small spots of light, appeared in front of my eyes bit by bit, slowly pieced together into fragmented pictures.

He remembered that on the first day of freshman year, when he was drying the quilt on the roof, a very thin boy passed out due to heat stroke. He moved him to a cool place and used a wet sheet to cool him down.

But that day was so hot, it was so hot that Han Sheng lost his mind, so that when he came to collect the quilt in the evening, when he thought of the boy's slender back, he couldn't remember his face, let alone his name.

Now Han Sheng remembered that at that time, the boy avoided his sight, and his voice was small but clear.

The name he said was Li Fan.

Han Sheng stared blankly at the line of words on the back of the photo. He remembered that they went back to University A together on Li Fan's birthday.At that time, Li Fan dragged him to the rooftop, stood in the cold wind blankly, looked at a row of bare rubber ropes, and said:

"There are special memories here, memories that will never be forgotten in a lifetime."

What was he thinking at that time?

There are two people standing there, but only one person is holding the memory, what kind of mood is he facing it?

So early, did he already stand behind silently?

Han Sheng's hands were shaking violently, he suddenly missed Li Fan crazily, wanted to see him, wanted to hug him, wanted to kiss him, his stomach ached from thinking about him.

But only half of his punishment had passed, he belatedly realized how difficult the past six months had been, and he desperately found that such suffering would continue for another six months.

He took out his mobile phone, he had a lot of things he wanted to say to Li Fan, he was so anxious that he kept typing typos, deleted and deleted a paragraph, but couldn't make it clear.

In the end, before he fell asleep, there was actually only one sentence sent to Li Fan's phone.

It's snowing, I miss you so much.