Wedge

  Wedge

  Qin Xiao returned on the third day of the new year.

  The streets are still filled with a joyful atmosphere, and the air is still lingering with the smell of firecrackers.

  As for coming back in third year of junior high school, there was no reason at all. She just deliberately missed the New Year's Eve dinner.

  Since what happened four years ago, no one has invited her back home for Chinese New Year.

  This year, her parents urged her again and again. She wanted to find various excuses to shirk. But her mother issued an ultimatum: if she didn't go back, they would really cut off their relationship. Then she thought that if she didn't go home and show her face, others would gossip, how could she possibly come back? As for "home", she had no nostalgia left, only a cold heart.

  The city, which had been dry and cold for years, suddenly saw a heavy snowfall. Qin Xiao's deep blue woolen coat was covered in snow, eventually turning into water stains that seeped into the coat.

  Heaven doesn't smile on him, so the earth also won't welcome a wandering guest.

  She patted the snow off her body, picked up her suitcase which had also accumulated a layer of white fluff from the ground, and boarded a public bus with plenty of empty seats.

  When she arrived at the terminal station of this bus route, it was almost equivalent to arriving home. She remembered that it didn't take long to get on the bus from this stop, about half an hour or so.

  Qin Xiao chose a seat by the window.

  There are few vehicles on the road, and occasionally passing buses have only a handful of passengers. The snow by the side of the road has lost its pure whiteness and turned into a pool of black mud water.

  The car had been traveling for a long time, she glanced at her watch and found that nearly an hour had passed. She began to suspect that she might have taken the wrong bus, so she asked the driver: "Driver, I remember it didn't take much time to reach the terminal station before, why is it taking so long today?"

  "Judging from your accent, you're a local who's returned to visit relatives, right? The subway is under construction, and the bus route has changed, so it's much farther than before." The driver explained in his native dialect while focusing on driving.

  Six years ago when Qin Xiao left here, this city was just an economically underdeveloped third-tier city, without even an airport. Now they've already started building the subway.

  Everything was developing and changing. She looked out the window at the skyscrapers rising from the ground, as well as giant billboards with international brand names printed on them.

  Finally arrived at the terminal station, Qin Xiao carried his luggage off the bus and felt his way home by memory.

  The plane landed at ten o'clock, then took a two-hour airport bus, and transferred to the public transportation, it was already past lunchtime.

  "I'm Qin Xiao, I'm back!" She stood in the center of the snow-covered square and shouted loudly towards the sky.

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  Foreword: This article is my first long romance article, because I used to do traditional literature. The time to get in touch with romance is not short, and during this period, I will also write some short articles, so the quality of this article is absolutely guaranteed.

  "Unforgettable Years" is a work that I have been thinking about for more than two years, and its six elements are already very clear.

  Qin Xiao, Bai Ze Hua, Mu Chen Yun, the three protagonists, are entangled in a complicated relationship. And Qin Xiao, each of us can see a little bit of ourselves in her.

  The three protagonists gradually mature as time passes. Our heroine Qin Xiao is the most miserable, but she has never stopped chasing her dreams.

  In the end, everyone is thinking, what's the point of all this I've done? Is what I'm pursuing really suitable for me?

  I believe everyone has such confusion, in the quagmire of perplexity, we should not sink deeper.

  Everyone is working hard.

  In a journey of life, three protagonists stumble. There is jealousy, suspicion, conspiracy, and of course, love and warmth.

  All I want to do is tell a story, tell a story in my heart.