The wind at night in autumn is cool, not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter.

The leaves on the treetops swayed gently, and the insects in the grass made "squeaking" sounds. The campus was also very lively at night, with bright lights and students everywhere.

A stage was set up on the playground, probably some kind of singing competition was being held, and the sound of guitars mixed with singing sounded throughout the campus.

The classrooms and libraries are also brightly lit, and students are studying by themselves.

The newly built auditorium was very large. Song Shaoyan chose a seat at the very back. There were rows of empty seats in front.

He just sat quietly in the corner, looking straight ahead.

Nowadays, the welcome party is no longer as casual as before. Today's students are very creative. Not only do they decorate the stage beautifully, but the programs are also very innovative.

Song Shaoyan straightened his back and watched the party silently.

Show after show, the only thing that remains unchanged is the youthful atmosphere.

Song Shaoyan watched silently, with no one around him.

It's like going back to more than ten years ago.

His hands were shaking as they rested on the chair.

The entire auditorium was full of joyful sounds, and Song Shaoyan kept his gaze straight ahead.

Time passes little by little.

At some point, Song Shaoyan's shoulders began to tremble and his eyelashes fluttered.

In this dark corner, no one saw two tears falling from the corners of his eyes...

The tears were cold and wet his clothes.

He didn't realize it.

The youth that cannot be returned, the old days that cannot be returned.

He was the only one sitting inconspicuously in the back row of the huge auditorium. No one noticed him. He just sat alone, with a dim luster in his eyes and endless tears surging.

The night is very quiet.

Later, Song Shaoyan didn't know when he left.

When he left, the party had not yet ended.

Under the halo of the street lamp, moths flew around in circles, chasing the light.

He held his wheelchair and walked on a secluded path. There was no one on that road but himself.

The light stretched his lonely figure, and he looked at this long road as if it had no end.

A leaf fell from the treetop, gently rotated a few times, and landed on his shoulder.

Passing by the display window, he remembered... His posters and photos used to be all over the display window, and his publicity was everywhere. At that time, he was still a popular figure in the school.

But now, no one in the school remembers him anymore.

He thought that in many years, no one would remember him anymore.

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The night before leaving the capital, Ning An went to Qing Ning again.

She didn't plan to get drunk this time, she just wanted to drink some wine casually, mainly because... she didn't want to calm down.

Her wish can be fulfilled in the bar.

Lively singing and dancing, chatting, and joking banter.

Ning An ordered a bottle of red wine and sat alone at a table in the corner.

The owner of the bar is still the same owner as before. He was a handsome young man back then, but now he has gained weight and has a beer belly.

In the past, "Lime" was still a small bar, but now it is getting bigger and bigger.

She looked at the familiar bar, drinking and watching everyone dancing.

After drinking two more glasses, she got drunk. She took off her suit jacket and tied up her hair, with twinkling lights in her eyes.

She kind of wants to dance.
Chapter completed!