The Second Encounter is Like the First

  If life were just like our first meeting, what need is there for autumn winds to sorrowfully paint a fan.

  Nalan Xingde

  A young man walked into the barber shop, where a young barber was tidying up his tools, seemingly preoccupied with his thoughts and hadn't noticed his arrival. The young man stood at the door and knocked on the glass door.

  The young barber looked up, a surprised smile on his face: "Young master."

  The young man, called "Young Master", slightly furrowed his brow and smiled warmly: "Zero, just call me by my name. We grew up together, you're older than me, and you're also my master. From now on, don't be so formal."

  "If you're interested, I'll teach you, and maybe even take you on as an apprentice. But... Jing Xuan, I need to head back early today."

  Jing Hui felt a little disappointed, and after a few seconds, he understood the reason: "Is it because I'm going to move back to the school dorm?"

  Nodding in agreement, cannot deny.

  "Let's go back together then." Jing helped carry the toolbox and handed the key to Ling, and the two of them left the door one after the other.

  Zero started the car, Jing Rui sat in the back seat and asked, "Just now I saw you were distracted, Master has something on his mind?"

  "Oh... just helped a girl with her hairstyle."

  The car slowed down, and just as it was passing by Han Yue's side, the window opened and someone greeted her. Han Yue, who was walking, was slightly surprised, but after a moment, she smiled back, not noticing another person inside the car.

  The car continued moving forward, Jing Wei said: "Is that the girl from just now? I think her new hairstyle is done very well, aren't you satisfied?"

  Ling Xuesong smiled wryly: "Her original hairstyle was better and more exquisite, it's just that she hasn't taken care of it for a while. I couldn't tell who cut her hair, but the initial style, I think even I wouldn't be able to cut it out." Ling shook his head, he still had a long way to go after all.

  Apart from this, Jingrui knew that Ling should have other concerns, but he was unwilling to say so and wasn't used to asking many questions. Opening the car window, the wind blew in, bringing with it the afternoon heat, and as he gazed out at the rapidly passing streets, he suddenly remembered the principal's instructions.

  This morning, the principal suddenly called me back to school from another campus where I was an exchange student. He then seriously entrusted me with a task after my return. What made him curious was not that I returned unexpectedly, but rather the content of this task.

  Han Yang went to the UK a month ago, but Han Yue has now turned back. Han Yue? Could it be the younger sister that Han Yang mentioned before? I'm curious about the real appearance of the girl hidden under Han Yang's brush, whether she has the temperament in his paintings, and whether she is as lovely as Han Yang said.

  Jing Hui secretly smiled in his heart. Someone like Han Yang would definitely be a good older brother, and in the eyes of an older brother, his younger sister would also be the best. I wonder if meeting in person will disappoint people.

  Meet. Thinking of this, Jing Rong's mood was somewhat expectant, but as soon as he thought of the dean's entrustment, his mood became heavy again.

  Han Yue returned home, and her parents were sitting in the living room. Seeing Han Yue suddenly change her hairstyle didn't show too much surprise, but their eyes looking at each other had obvious worry.

  Han Yue pretended not to see, just smiled and said: "How's this, is it okay?"

  Han Mu said seriously: "It's okay, it's just that I suddenly feel a bit unaccustomed."

  Han Yue smiled and hugged Han Mu's shoulder: "Dad, your daughter looks more like this when she was born."

  Han Mu reminded: "You were born to be."

  Han Yue listened and was taken aback at first, then said in a spoiled tone: "Dad, are you unhappy that I'm going to Sheng Kai? But I just want to take a look at my brother's school, and there won't be another chance later." In fact, Han Yue didn't tell her parents that she had already dropped out of school and was only keeping a name on the roster.

  Han Mu was silent because there was no reason to stop, and Han Yue's character had decided that things would not be easily changed. But he himself was indeed unhappy and unwilling.

  "You've grown up and we shouldn't question your decisions anymore. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters." Qiu Jin's tone was gentle yet serious.

  Han Yue listened silently for a few seconds, then said seriously: "Mom, I know what I'm doing, don't worry." After finishing, she made a bitter face and said, "Mom, I'm hungry, is dinner ready?"

  "Ah, you." Qiu Jin smiled and the serious look from just now instantly disappeared. Just like every mother, upon hearing that her child is hungry, she happily went to prepare a good dinner.

  Since everyone knew it was useless to persuade him anymore, they dropped the subject and the atmosphere at the dinner table was still relaxed.

  Han Yue went to take a bath after dinner. Han Mu sat in the living room, smoking one cigarette after another. Qiu Jin walked over and took the cigarette from his hand, extinguishing it.

  Han Mu just smiled bitterly and said: "Alas, I'm always worried. That kid may be smiling, but there's not a hint of joy in his eyes."

  Qiu Jin sat down beside him and sighed, "Although I'm not at ease, but this matter is beyond our control, we can only believe that after Xiaoyue goes to school for a while, she can really walk out of the shadow."

  Han Yue took a bath and returned to her room, lying in bed for half a day without daring to close her eyes. After hesitating for a while, she got up and found the hidden sleeping pills from her room, swallowed a few with water, and stared at the medicine bottle in a daze.

  (took sleeping pills again, what a waste!)

  Han Yue's eyes suddenly widened, and the hand holding the medicine bottle began to shake violently. After a moment, she shook her head and hastily threw the medicine into the trash can. She couldn't keep relying on sleeping pills to fall asleep; this was the last time.

  Han Yue closed her eyes. Shut up! I will definitely find out the truth of the matter!

  As soon as they got off the car, the grand gate of Shengkaiyuan came into view. Han Yue stood at the entrance with her luggage, staring at the large characters on the stone in front of the gate. They didn't shine, but somehow they seemed piercing to the eye.

  The school that her brother had aspired to attend back then, and the one she herself had once dreamed of entering. But now, the feeling of wanting to enter was completely different. If it were like this, she would rather never have to enter at all.

  Brother, you gave up going to the UK with us just to stay here. In the end, you even left us forever. Is this place that great? Then let me see what's so special about this school!

  "Please show your ID." The guard blocked Han Yue.

  "Sorry, I don't have any for now." Han Yue lifted her head and smiled, adding: "I just transferred from abroad."

  "Oh... you're that British reborn?"

  Han Yue nodded and showed her ID card before being allowed into the campus.

  "Hey, wait a minute... Ye Xue, Lai Huo Ling, you two come out. The person you've been waiting for is here."

  Two girls ran from the rest room to Han Yue's face. Han Yue cast his gaze on the two girls in front of him.

  She wore a long white dress, her slightly curly brown hair falling down her shoulders, her eyes warm and bright, her gentle smile making people feel like they were basking in the warmth of spring. So beautiful! That beauty was an unblemished quiet elegance, paired with a white outfit that made her look like a white-winged angel come to save the world. Even though Han Yue currently had a strong dislike for white clothes, he couldn't help but smile at her.

  Another girl with short black hair, a black top, and a bright red skirt, had a cheerful and passionate smile, her small face was delicate and lovely, the slightly raised corners of her mouth always showed off her youthful vitality.

  "Our teacher asked me to pick you up, welcome new classmate, from now on we are classmates. The short-haired girl spoke first, 'This is my good friend and roommate, I brought her over as a guide.'"

  "Yexue, Lai Huoling, people are as their names. Nice to meet you." Han Yue smiled and nodded.

  Ye Xue and Lai Huo Ling looked at each other and smiled. They understood that the girl had taken the security guard's words to heart earlier.

  On the way back to the dormitory, soft sunlight filtered through the leaves and sprinkled down in dappled patches. Lai Huo Ling stepped on the light spots humming a tune as she walked with a skip. Han Yue and Ye Xue followed slowly behind her.

  A lone leaf floated down, twirling and dancing above the cold moon. The cold moon looked up at it. The leaf was still green, it shouldn't have withered yet, wasn't it in its prime? Why didn't it continue to shine with a bright green light under the sun?

  Han Yue caught the leaf and placed it in her palm, looking at its shape, which was still small and beautiful. She handed it to Ye Xue, blinked and whispered: "Ye Xue, nice to meet you, this is a gift for our first meeting."

  Ye Xue was taken aback, looking at Han Yue who was blinking and speaking softly in front of her, she smiled: "Thank you, it's very unique, I like it."

  "I wasn't originally in the same dorm as Xue Er, but now I'm moving in with her. With you joining us, our dorm will definitely be lively from now on." As they were about to enter the dorm, Lai Huo Ling suddenly shouted and turned around, "Ah, I didn't even ask what your name is! When I heard you call out our names, I felt like we already knew each other, so I forgot to ask!"

  "The moon of cold winter," said Han Yue with a smile.

  Sun, moon, star, she remembered this was their coincidental special way of introduction.

  The sun of winter, the moon of winter, the stars of winter. All along, the sun has been taking care of everyone around him. Now, if I go back to winter again, without the sun, there will only be the moon and stars in the cold winter, just thinking about it makes me feel cold.