After a while.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi walked out of the dance hall side by side.

"Senior Brother Lu, they really didn't wait for us!" Xia Mi looked around on tiptoe.

Chu Zihang had no expression on his face. He could understand the departure of Caesar and others, but the departure of Lu Mingfei and Fingel was purely intentional.

These two guys sold him without hesitation.

"Going back to bed?" Xia Mi turned around and asked him.

"Well...it's getting late today. Let's go back and rest." Chu Zihang took a deep breath.

"Senior brother, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Library, this afternoon I..." Chu Zihang hesitated and whispered, "My junior brother and I went to the Fairy Lake and really found the sword at the bottom of the lake."

Xia Mi widened his eyes and said, "Which one?"

"I'm not sure if it's the legendary holy sword at the moment. I'm going to see if I can find more information in the library." Chu Zihang said honestly.

"You actually didn't take me to play with you!" The girl let out a sad cry like a defeated dog.

"Sorry, I was in a hurry and didn't have time to call you. It was mainly because of my junior brother." Chu Zihang apologized.

"Damn it, Senior Brother Lu is actually such a person! I remember him!" Xia Mi said sadly and angrily.

Chu Zihang looked calm and had no intention of defending his junior brother.

"Is that sword sharp?" Xia Mi came closer and asked like a curious child.

She asked a lot of questions, and in the end Chu Zihang simply invited her to meet her in the library tomorrow, where he would bring the sword.

Xia Mi was satisfied and let him go for the time being.

They walked side by side on the campus at night.

The sycamore trees standing on both sides of the road stood quietly. Chu Zihang accidentally glanced and saw these tall figures like guards in the dark, and the feeling of the eternity of time came to his face.

He sometimes thinks.

During the years that these plane trees have been here, how many stories have they witnessed, and how many students have been measured in four years that were either hasty or unforgettable?

Among these stories, how many have regrettable endings, and how many have a happy ending?

When he was in junior high school, he read Nalan Xingde's poem - If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be such a sad painting fan?

At first he thought it was a love poem, but later he learned that it was an ancient poem written to a friend. But whether it was the former or the latter, the first sentence alone made the former Chu Zihang feel a lot.

The beauty in the beginning is unforgettable. Unfortunately, life is destined not to be just like the first time we met, nor is it destined to be beautiful forever. The beauty in the beginning often determines the sadness of parting in the future. In the end, it would be better not to see each other...

"By the way, senior brother, there is something that has always bothered me!" Xia Mi clenched his fists and stared at him with burning eyes.

"What?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"Senior brother, you should know that I used to dance ballet, right?" Xia Mi tapped her toes and spun lightly. Her neck was slender and her legs were slender, like a swan treading water.

"The day you went to my house, I was practicing on the yoga mat behind you." The girl wrinkled her nose and widened her eyes and said, "Question! Did you look back secretly that day?"

"No, not..." Chu Zihang subconsciously refused, but in his mind he remembered that shocking glimpse many years ago.

"Don't lie to people! Lying to people is like a puppy!" the girl suddenly shouted.

Someone seriously braked and choked out the last word.

They looked at each other, and Chu Zihang's eyes slightly shifted.

"That is to say... hum, I thought you were very happy that day... I was very happy tonight!" Xia Mi smiled happily, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked in front of him.

The only silence in the campus was the girl's footsteps and her soft humming.

Chu Zihang listened carefully and confirmed that this was not the falling song she hummed before.

The night wind blew away the hair on the girl's temples. Xia Mi took off her dancing shoes, held them in both hands, walked barefoot onto the flower bed, and walked along the narrow edge. She stretched her hands flat and wobbled to maintain balance.

Her body was as slender as a silhouette, the night wind blew by, and the leaves that turned from green to light yellow danced and fell from her side.

Chu Zihang stared blankly at the girl's back.

This picture was fixed in his mind, and he felt that he would never forget it in his life.

"See you tomorrow!"

Xia Mi suddenly turned around, his head standing upright, his cheeks pretty, and a bright and sunny smile.

She raised her hand and waved to Chu Zihang, jumped down from the flower bed lightly, and her youthful and energetic figure slowly disappeared into the night.

Standing under the street lamp and watching Xia Mi's back go away, Chu Zihang unconsciously tightened his right hand that had been intertwined with Xia Mi's fingers.

There is some moisture in the palm of my hand, I don’t know whose sweat it is.

…

On the other side, the buildings and teaching buildings have lost their protagonist halo and disappeared into the night.

Street lamps, benches, and under the shadow of sycamore trees.

Xia Mi did not go back to the dormitory directly. She sat quietly on the bench, her body covered with the sparse and intertwined shadows of the sycamore branches and leaves.

She raised her head to face the night wind blowing from the mountains and forests, and the quiet and peaceful night in the distance reflected in her colorful eyes.

Her cheeks were a little red under the dim light, and she put her hands into fists on her knees, clenching them tightly, and her palms were warm and a little moist.

"The legend is actually true..."

She muttered softly, and her murmur was carried far away by the night wind.
Chapter completed!