"Okay, you guys, sit down, let's go now."

The taxi boarded the ring road and headed west.

There was a radio in the car, and I heard a gentle female voice coming from the Xi'an radio station late at night.

"It's 10:05 p.m. I've been working for a day. When you drag your tired body back to your room, will you feel a little lonely? I am the host Xiaoyu. Tonight we will continue to share everyone's stories and listen to good songs.

Let's answer the next audience."

"Hello."

"Hello, host, I have been working for three years after graduating from college this year. Today I want to confess to a girl. She is my high school classmate. My surname is Qin. I want to order a song."

The female host of the radio station said gently: "Student Qin, what song do you want to order?"

"You, deskmate."

"Okay, I'll give you a song to a girl by classmate Qin. Xiaoyu hopes she can hear it."

"Will you remember it tomorrow?"

Soothing music came, and listening to the songs played on the radio, I leaned against my seat and fell asleep.

Maybe it was because of songs. I briefly dreamed of a female classmate who was in school in Mohe. I was discredited and came to Beijing alone to sell goods. She lent me two trolley boxes and she also copied my homework.

Don't know why.

When I saw the female classmate Mohe in my dream again, I felt so strange.

It seems that we have become people from two worlds, and I almost forgot what she is called.

A sudden brake in the taxi woke me up.

"Have you arrived?" I asked with my eyes open.

The driver held the steering wheel with both hands, and his face was not very good-looking.

I looked forward along the windshield.

I saw a woman standing by the road dozens of meters ahead.

The woman's long hair blocked her face and she couldn't see her face.

In the middle of winter, she was wearing a white suspender shirt, and her right hand was like a robot, slowly waving to the taxi.

I saw that our car stopped.

The woman in white suddenly turned around.

She took a step by step.
Chapter completed!