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  After Christmas, Canada is not cold but colder. Zhao Shuiguan is a southerner and has been accustomed to the warm and humid climate. When he encountered such weather, he naturally didn't adapt well and fell ill. He called his mother, Zhao Mama, and under her guidance, rummaged through the large pile of medicine he had brought with him, finding the right ones to take for his symptoms.

  When she was ill, she especially missed home, thinking of the various discomforts abroad, and the kindness of people at home, feeling particularly vulnerable, she covered her head with a quilt and cried for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

  Su Shan, a roommate from Beijing a few years ago, is quite generous and straightforward. Seeing Zhao Shuiguan come alone, she remembered that she was also like this at the beginning, which was not easy. She gave Zhao Shuiguan more advice and took good care of him when he was ill.

  After a serious illness, Zhao Shuiguan seemed to adapt better to life in Canada. He learned the local customs of wearing thick down jackets on the outside and T-shirts and thin shirts inside. When entering a house, he would take off his outerwear, and when going out, he would put it back on. His studies also gradually caught up, and as Chinese people are generally smarter than foreigners, once he overcame the language barrier, his grades naturally soared.

  At the end of December, Zhao Shuiguan started her winter vacation and received a phone call. She said "HELLO". The other side paused for a moment: "It's me"

  Zhao Shuiguang thought he could pretend like in a TV drama and asked: "Who are you?"

  That's too fake, it's not something Zhao Shui Guang would do. His clear and refreshing voice sounded slightly younger than his age. She already knew who it was. "Xi Wang?"

  "That side nodded and said: 'I'm so glad you're coming to Canada!'"

  Zhao Shuiguang mentally blamed Xi Miao and said: "En, I'll come during the summer vacation." He spoke lightly, as if to an old friend.

  Yes, memories of youth, beautiful times, how can I not care about it? Even if he's just an old friend, my heart still aches and misses him.

  I hope he's a clever person and quickly reacted, saying: "Coming to my place without even saying hello!" His eyes closed, his tone was playful.

  Zhao Shuiguang burst out laughing: "Hehe" and smiled. Both of them were not used to such an identity switch, and for a moment they felt a little embarrassed.

  Hope asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" Afraid that she might misunderstand, he added another sentence, "It's cold, isn't it?"

  Zhao Shuiguang said: "Yeah, it's pretty cold!" He raised his wrist to look at his watch and only then realized that it was time for class. The house he rented was far from school, so he had to leave early.

  Hope sat in front of the computer and glanced at the travel flight schedule on the screen, saying: "Well, that's good, you're busy, call me if something comes up!"

  Zhao Shuiguang took the textbook and paused for a moment, saying: "Okay, goodbye."

  "Say goodbye and hang up the phone."

  In fact, both of them knew that call would never be made again.

  Yes, Zhao Shuiguan sometimes thinks of hope, less and less often. The two have been together for so long, with so many shared memories, that there's always something to bring back the past. When she thinks of him again, it's like thinking of the beautiful butterfly she saw during the day, the lawn she passed by, the clouds in the sky - just thinking of it, and sometimes, when longing becomes reminiscence, isn't that also a kind of farewell?

  "Hung up the phone, dialed again and called the travel agency: "Hello, I want to book a ticket to Montreal next month. Is it a direct flight? Preferably no layovers." Paused for a moment and said: "I'd like a non-stop flight!"

  Originally planned to go to a friend's place during the last week of vacation, but unexpectedly found out that she was also in Canada. So, is it possible for him to have a beautiful hope?

  Originally thought it was possible to book a transfer ticket on her side, nothing else, just wanted to see each other again.

  Today, hearing her speak again, he already knew that the past between them had long passed. Leaning on the chair, he thought, it's good this way, from now on each living their own life, cherishing each other.

  During the Chinese New Year, I heard that it snowed heavily in China. Zhao Shuiguan was a bit anxious, knowing that Tan Shuming must be returning to Beijing for the holiday and worried he might get stuck at the airport. After some thought, she decided to give him a call.

  That day coincided with Zhao Shuiguan's mid-term exam, and it was also a big snowfall. Zhao Shuiguan had some complaints about why there were exams during the New Year, but she had no choice. Wearing very long and thick down jackets, she trudged through the snowy ground to the examination hall. The cold wind whizzed past her face, and her boots made a "sandy" sound as they stepped on the accumulated snow.

  The exam went well and the process was smooth, but the result is unknown. Zhao Shuiguan rushed back home to make a phone call as soon as he finished the exam. It just so happened that it was 12 o'clock in the afternoon for them, but 12 o'clock at night for the other party, with a one-hour difference and half a globe apart.

  After fiddling with the phone card for half a day, I finally got through. Zhang Shuimu is actually a very low-key person. No, Zhao Shuiguan corrected, he's introverted and low-key. His mobile phone doesn't have a personalized ringtone, just a simple "beep beep" sound.

  Zhao Shuiguang pressed the receiver close to his ear, excitedly waiting.

  Halfway through, someone picked up and said "HELLO" in his British accent.

  Zhao Shuiguang loudly said with a big smile on his face: "Teacher Tan, Happy New Year!" Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the other side, sounding like fireworks exploding.

  Tan Shu's low and sultry laughter was transmitted into her ears, making Zhao Shui Guang feel delighted.

  Tan usually goes back to his old home in Beijing for Chinese New Year. When the phone call came, his little nephew was still fighting with Chu Fei Fei over the melons and fruits on the table.

  Yes, after Comrade Chufei finished the New Year's Eve dinner, she walked around a few intersections and came to pay her respects. After all, isn't Tan's house just like her own? In the past, when school was over and there was no one at home, she would go to Tan's house to play and watch Old Man Tan paint.

  Tan Shu Mo saw the phone and was inexplicably surprised, with a very long number, thinking it was from the UK side, but when she answered, it was really exciting to hear her sweet voice again, and as she looked up, the fireworks bloomed, the sparkling petals unfolding against the dark night sky.

  He leaned on the railing, his mouth corners happily upturned. The timing was just right, the flowers were in full bloom, weren't they?

  Zhao Shuiguang lay in bed, thinking about the heat and crowds on that side, feeling a bit depressed, and asked: "Are you now in Beijing? Is it fun to spend the New Year?"

  Talking about books and ink is quite amusing, I reckon this girl is jealous, saying lightly: "It's fine, it's like that every year." Not provoking him.

  Just then, the mobile phone was snatched away by Feifei, who put on a hooligan's tone: "Hey, Little Guang sister."

  Zhao Shuiguang was inexplicably surprised, when did another person appear? But still obediently said: "Brother Chu, Happy New Year!"

  Chu Feifei smiled and her phoenix eyes became even more narrow and long, saying: "When are you coming back? We're having a lively time here, we just ate dumplings..."

  Not finished speaking, was pressed by Tan Shu Mo on the wrist, and took back the mobile phone.

  Zhao Shuiguang heard a scolding from the other side, "Get out", the sound of Tan Shumeng's voice, she imagined the quarrel between the two, covered her mouth and laughed, this person was also very childish.

  Talking about ink paintings, I received a phone call. Before I even opened my mouth, the person on the other end asked: "What kind of dumplings did you eat?" The tone was absolutely depressed.

  Tan Shu Mo said: "I think, celery and cabbage with pork, that's all." The voice was full of laughter, couldn't be hidden, revealed.

  Zhao Shuiguang slightly annoyed, said: "The fennel is not good to eat."

  Tan Shu Mo lightly said "en" and couldn't help but indulge, her voice suddenly blooming in the cold night.

  Zhao Shuiguang also thought he was neurotic, making an international long-distance call just to discuss whether dumplings were delicious or not! People in love are really foolish.

  The two of them chatted on and on, from start to finish, she didn't mention her hardships, but instead talked about the interesting things that had just happened, such as the first time going to SUBWAY (Subway) to order food, choosing the cheapest option, only to find out that the service staff was embarrassed because it was a condiment added to the food, which was extra.

  He leaned against the railing, listening on the phone, chuckling softly, occasionally saying a few words to her, and changing his posture when he got tired.

  Until the card is blown up, the prompt tone says there are still five minutes, she said: "Then so be it, Happy New Year!"

  "He said: 'Alright, take good care of yourself.'"

  After a long silence, she leaned against the bedside, gazing at the fragmented sunlight filtering through the blinds, listening to his breathing; he leaned against the corridor, watching the window, where her little nephew continued to make trouble, family members played cards, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, with her soft inhalation and exhalation beside him.

  A stiff female voice came again: "Respected user, you have one minute left for your call."

  She said: "Goodbye." He reluctantly said: "Yeah, goodbye!"

  She still couldn't bear to hang up, and finally she said: "I want to come back!" Not that she had to come back, but hearing his voice made her think of it simply, and she also knew it was impossible, just saying so, only saying it out loud in the end, afraid of being scolded by him, just as the call was about to drop!

  As expected, all I can hear is the sound of "dudu" and suddenly return to the narrow room, lonely myself.

  He said over there, he said: "Good"

  She said she wanted to come back, he agreed, actually he also wanted her to come back, but how could he bear to say it out loud, letting her make the decision.

  Just spoke out, just cut off.

  Online ending

  Two years later

  Zhao Shuiguang hummed a tune as he packed his luggage, Su Shan came in and kicked the suitcase, saying: "Finally got yours, you're leaving so soon!"

  Zhao Shuiguang smiled and said: "Come back to China and look for me, I'll provide you with food and accommodation in Nanjing!"

  Su Shan rolled her eyes: "I'm not as good at it as you are, I didn't finish repairing it that quickly and leave that fast!"

  Zhao Shuiguang didn't know what to say, she had never been good at responding to this kind of talk.

  Su Shan didn't think she said, curled her lips, with ill intentions: "Go see your man?"

  Zhao Shuiguang turned around, his face full of surprise: "You've guessed all this!"

  Su Shan smiled "heh heh", she had long known that Zhao Shui Guang had someone in his heart. During the final exams, the two of them often fought in the library, with no time to go home and cook, they just drank a bowl of soup in a small restaurant to pass the time.

  That day, while drinking borscht with tomatoes, cabbage and carrots, she looked up to see Zhao Shuiguan slowly picking out the carrots. At that time, Su Shan scolded her for being picky, but Zhao Shuiguan just smiled: "I don't like eating carrots!" Su Shan was annoyed: "You were like this back home too!"

  Zhao Shuiguan didn't say a word, Su Shan thought she was in the wrong and hadn't expected that, she said: "In our country I have a best partner, I even throw my carrots to him to eat!" She narrowed her eyes, smiled sweetly, with joy all over her face.

  She didn't say whether it was a man or a woman, but Susie knew for sure that it was a man.

  A woman only smiles like this when she recalls a man she likes, smiling foolishly, yet secretly sweet.

  In May, Zhao Shuiguan finally set foot on Chinese soil again, staring at the lush green leaves of Pudong Airport like a country bumpkin. To think that when she arrived in Canada, the trees had not yet sprouted, and were still bare. She had endured a long winter, gazing at withered trees for eight months.

  Zhao's dad and Zhao's mom went to Shanghai to pick him up. Zhao Shuiguan came out of the airport, originally wanting to give his parents a triumphant hug, but was pinched by her mother and said: "Oh my, how come you've been waiting for so long and still haven't gained weight!"

  Kill this loving hug in the cradle at the moment.

  Went home, took a bath, changed clothes, went online to check the class schedule of Tan Shu Mo, and immediately rushed to school to surprise someone.

  As he was about to leave, Mrs. Zhao said: "This kid just got back home and is already running out again."

  Mr. Zhao is reading the newspaper and says: "Alas, girls are not allowed to stay in school!"

  All the way, the spring breeze was warm and the sunshine was warm. Zhao Shui Guang sneaked to the edge of the classroom door. Outside the corridor, the bush warbler sang, and closer, it was his clear and cold voice coming from the microphone. Her heart jumped with excitement.

  Sneaking a peek from the side of the door, I looked inside and saw a sea of dark heads. My gaze landed on the person in front, who was wearing a light blue striped shirt and iron-gray slim-fit cotton pants, looking casual yet elegant, with an inexplicable sense of refinement.

  It's probably an economics class, the blackboard is filled with supply and demand curve graphs. Zhao Shuiguan remembered what Tan Shuming had said: "Economics is actually mathematics, a bunch of charts and tables are used to prove that it is close to science and leaning towards academia!"

  This person always speaks incisively.

  She leaned against the door, listening to his lecture, thinking of things that happened a long time ago. How many times had she listened to him teach in her life? She couldn't say for sure. Outside the corridor, the wind rustled through the leaves, making a "shhh" sound that reached her ears, a delicate beauty. After all, she had made it this far, and although she had hesitated and been sad at times, she had persevered and walked through it all.

  The wind swept across the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, carrying the breath of leaves and the taste of soil. She suddenly felt that all this was like a dream, including meeting him, going to Canada, and standing here again, it was all like a long dream!

  Time has passed for too long, there have been too many twists and turns, I've been to too many places, seen too many people, it's all become unreal.

  She raised her eyes, and the person's eyes happened to glance over, frozen for a few seconds like being electrocuted. The conversation continued, but his voice was slightly unstable. From initial incredulity to subsequent great surprise, his delicate eyebrows were raised, and his eyes shone brightly, instantly illuminating his handsome face. The people sitting below also looked at each other in confusion, whispering to one another.

  Talked about books and ink for a while, then took off the microphone and said, "Sorry, class is dismissed early today."

  Below is a burst of "oh" sound, he also raised the corner of his mouth with great enthusiasm. Some curious classmates asked: "Teacher, why?"

  He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, and his eyes seemed to drift over: "Is there a reason?" Then, with a extremely charming smile: "My girlfriend is waiting for me!"

  The students quickly turned their heads, their eyes all looking over at once, Zhao Shuiguan was very embarrassed, his face immediately became like a cooked shrimp.

  At this time, Tan Shu Mo had already packed up his things and was walking step by step from the classroom on the stairs, not paying attention to the commotion behind him. Anyway, he wasn't someone who cared about such things.

  It's strange that no one has left the classroom yet. Zhao Shuiguan thought, this generation of students are really gossipy! More than they were when they were young!

  She was too ashamed to show her face and whispered: "Teacher Tan"

  Tan Shu Mo looked at her with an unmistakable smile in his eyes, the light in his pupils dancing as he took her hand and said, "Let's go!"

  "All along the way, he asked her: 'When will we arrive?'"

  Arrived in Shanghai by plane this morning and back home this afternoon!

  "Tired?"

  "It's okay" sounded quite spirited.

  "Go to my office first!"

  Good

  "Zhao Shuiguang?" The voice was languid.

  "Really?" Thinking he had instructions, she raised her tone

  "When will I be able to become a teacher?"

  Lost sound...

  The flower on the branch is gently swayed by the wind, and the person under the flower... Hehe, the flower blooms just right!