A year later, the Gadrey Academy of Arts, New Jersey, USA.

In August, the sky is clear.

The blue sky is unstained, and the golden afternoon sun shrouds the lush trees on the campus, injecting bright vitality into the lush dark green. Brown brick-walled buildings stand in an empty environment, arranged in an orderly manner.

The summer vacation is not over yet, and the campus is much quieter than usual. The sandals and heels are stomping on the tree-shaded road, and you can even hear empty echoes.

Su Hao held up a black dual-purpose umbrella, wore simple white T-T-T and seven-crop jeans, and walked lightly across the tree-shaded road and into the No. 7 teaching building.

This teaching building is dedicated to students majoring in oil painting. On the first and second floors are several classrooms that usually take professional courses. On each floor above the third floor, there are separate studios, each studio has a number, which is a space for each student majoring in oil painting to do private homework.

Because I applied to participate in the summer school student study tour practice in Gadri during the summer vacation, although I had not officially entered the school, Su Hao already knew this place well and had his own studio in advance.

After taking the elevator to the fourth floor, Su Hao turned into the shaded corridor, walked to the door of the studio marked with his own number, and took the key to open the door.

The key turned twice in the keyhole, making a crisp click, and the room full of artistic confusion came into view.

The mess is an objective fact, and the subjective evaluation of Su Hao is Su Hao.

Su Hao jumped left and right, bypassing the bottles, jars and pigment plates on the ground, passed through the waist of several triangular easels, then raised his legs and stepped over a high chair, finally came to the window, stood on tiptoe and opened the curtains.

As a result, the curtain accidentally knocked down a mug that was randomly placed on the bay window, and the cup rolled down.

Su Hao bent down and caught it. He was surprised and was amused by his series of funny actions.

Even though she was so sloppy that she had to pass five levels and six generals to pull a curtain, she was still too lazy to clean up these messes. In the past, whether she was in Nanzhong or later in the United States, as long as she was alone in the territory, it would become a doghouse.

Thinking of this, Su Hao was slightly confused and looked back at the calendar hanging on the wall.

It's been a year so soon.

When she first came here, she thought loneliness would make time very long, but later she found that loneliness actually shortened the time.

Those time that goes all out is actually very fast.

Of course, it wasn't very fast from the beginning.

On the first day of July a year ago, after learning about Xu Lie's transfer, she thought she was very calm.

She walked back to the classroom calmly, prepared for the pre-exam review as usual, and took the final exam calmly.

But unexpectedly, after the last exam, when she returned to the classroom from the exam room and habitually put the test papers on Xu Lie's desk and waited for him to mark the papers, she suddenly remembered that after he was gone, she would collapse and cry.

Just like the first two days after her sister passed away, she was confused and confused. Her tears seemed to be blocked and she didn't remember to shed tears at all. She suddenly came back to her senses when her sister was about to be cremated and cried like crazy, desperately stopping those who wanted to send her sister away.

Tears are sometimes late.

After the exam that day, she cried and sent a message to Xu Lie, writing and voice-over, saying that she missed him, wanted to see him, and said that she would go to the United States to participate in the interview, but could she talk to him in person before leaving?

She asked where Xu Lie was, but she couldn't get the answer, so she went to ask Shi Jiayan again. Shi Jiayan was also unaware of it, so she bought a plane ticket to Beicheng. Finally, she was persuaded by her parents who rushed to the airport.

Later, when I recalled it, she thought it was a little childish and funny.

Fortunately, after a while of ups and downs, Gadry's interview notice came.

In order to prepare for the interview, she had to become busy, and then woke up from the busyness - Xu Lie didn't want to rely on her sister and brother-in-law anymore, but in order to make her feel at ease to go to her ideal university, he even gave in to this bottom line. She was so stupid that she was not only sorry for herself, but also for him.

What's more, my mother is actively doing psychotherapy for her. She must be worthy of her mother.

Everyone is working hard for her, no one doesn't love her, she wants to grow up and meet the person she wants to meet on a higher level.

Only then did she really calm down and devote herself to the subsequent tests - professional interviews, TOEFL tests, and American college entrance examinations.

She was in a fully closed boarding high school in the United States while adapting to the new environment, while taking credits seriously and preparing for the exam.

Then I found that she was still the awesome Su Hao who "can't do it without her, only she wants or not".

Su Hao smiled at the calendar, smiled and looked down again, unlocked his phone, and glanced at the WeChat icon.

On the one hand, in order to concentrate on preparing for the exam, on the other hand, due to the strict regulations of the fully enclosed boarding school, she did not secretly bring her mobile phone with her. Before entering the cage, she sent a long message to Xu Lie, saying that she would not touch her mobile phone for the time being and would be obedient and prepare for the exam well.

But when she waited until she received the official admission letter from Gadri and graduated from Meikao successfully, everything was settled, and she could finally pick up her phone with peace of mind, but too long had passed.

She was as timid as if she was close to home, so she didn't dare to log in to WeChat to check it out.

This emotion had already touched her for a while. Once she decided to enter her account and password, but she found that because she had not logged in for too long, she needed a verification code for her domestic mobile phone, so she delayed the matter again.

It turns out that when I miss someone too much, I will be afraid of hearing his current situation.

I am afraid that his current situation has nothing to do with him.

A year ago, she was very sure that she and Xu Lie would not be erased by time and distance.

But when she was admitted to the ideal university with this belief, looking back at the year, she found that they had been separated for much longer than they had been together - she suddenly felt a little hesitant whether she would be too blind and confident.

Su Hao didn't want to keep being so squeamish, so he set a deadline for himself.

August is the time when all admission notices for domestic universities are issued. Whether it is good or bad, she will know about him in August.

*

Just as she was dazed, Su Hao suddenly heard the studio door being knocked: "Su Hao, your coffee!"

She came back to her senses, responded, and passed five passes and six generals again to the door, pulled the door open, and saw Xu Yunuo standing outside the door with two glasses of ice.

Xu Yunuo is also a Chinese. Like Su Hao, he received the pre-admission from Gadry a year ago. After a year of hard work, he passed various exams and obtained a formal admission notice. He also participated in this summer student study tour project under the guidance of the professor. He is now her roommate.

Su Hao took the Ice American style from Xu Yunuo.

Xu Yunuo squeezed into the door and almost stepped on her pigment plate, complaining: "Every time I come to you, it's like a minesweeping, can't you clean up?"

"If you don't clean up, you won't go in." Su Hao raised his head and took a sip of American style, "Ha, it's so good."

"It's great to have a glass of ice American style. You can have an orgasm very easily."

"..." Su Hao flew her with disgust.

"Why have you never answered me? Are you the one with a boyfriend?" Xu Yunuo looked at her suspiciously for the 100th time.

Su Hao's appearance is a type that makes people feel amazing at first sight. Over the past year, Xu Yunuo has witnessed countless men chatting with her, asking for contact information or flirting directly. She never looked at the other party and refused at first glance. The reason for rejection is: I already have a boyfriend.

But Xu Yunuo had never seen her contact with her so-called boyfriend, send messages or talk about phone calls, and there was no such thing as anything.

Xu Yunuo also has a boyfriend who is in a foreign relationship. Although he cannot use his mobile phone during the entire closure period, he can still contact him once every time he sees a chance for at least one month.

So she has always suspected that the so-called "already have a boyfriend" is just an excuse that Su Hao doesn't want to accept the conversation.

"Don't always doubt others in everything. Look for the reasons in yourself. I don't accept your yellow accent. Isn't it because your yellow accent is boring and low-level, which makes people unable to get sexual interest?" Su Hao rolled his eyes.

"Oh, then you can get me a senior, I'll listen?" Xu Yunuo was very interested.

"I think beautifully." Su Hao shrugged, crossed his legs and sat on the bay window.

Xu Yunuo moved a bench and sat down, teasing her: "I think we have a good sister who has only been a man for more than a month and is still not well-versed in the world. The boyfriend we have must be a pure little chick."

"..." Actually, Su Hao didn't know what was going on in this matter, but she was not satisfied with being looked down upon by others. She opened her mouth and became angry, "Fuck! When my boyfriend was in the society, your boyfriend didn't know where to blow bubble gum!"

"Hey, why did you get attacked by humans?" Xu Yunuo stared at him, "The chicks I mentioned are chicks on the bed, and they don't have a relationship with society or not. Anyway, my boyfriend's bed is super awesome."

"..." Su Hao slapped his thigh, "My boyfriend is even more awesome!"

Xu Yunuo was anxious: "I have never seen anyone who is longer than my boyfriend!"

Su Hao sneered, with a strict logic: "That's because you have never met my boyfriend! Of course, you will never have the chance to meet him in your life, so just go to the well and watch the sky!"

"Don't brag anymore! Your boyfriend is so good, why haven't you seen your WeChat voice all year round?"

Su Hao choked: "Last time, I told you that I couldn't log in to WeChat!"

Xu Yunuo said: "Excuse me, can you still make a trans-oceanic phone call if you can't log in to WeChat? I think you have a boyfriend in your dream!"

Isn’t people living just to make an excuse? It’s like this, can Su Hao still tolerate it?

She could endure the loneliness of studying hard, and could not to be trampled on by others' dignity and face.

"Wait, I will call you now!" Su Hao's passion came to his head, and forgot about 1,2,3,4 abcd. He picked up his phone and dialed it as fiercely as a tiger.

Thirty seconds later—

“Sorry, thenueryoudiale dispoweroff.”

Sorry, the user you called has been turned off.

Su Hao's face turned into a dark face in one second.

Ahhh Xu Lie, I'll kill you!

*

At the same time, at Newark Airport in the New York metropolitan area, a plane from North China slowly stopped on the apron.

Xu Lie sat quietly in the window of the economy class, looked at the golden sunlight outside the window and narrowed his eyes. Before the hatch door opened, he lowered his head to change the card for his phone.

The screen of the phone lights up, he stares at the WeChat icon with his eyes down, clicks in, and opens the top message box.

The conversation still rests on his reply to Su Hao's long message.

After that, Su Hao did not send another message.

Continue to turn upwards, there are a bunch of messy words and long and short voices, which was in early July last year.

Even though so long has passed, when he looks back at the news, he will still be as suffocating and depressing as if he is on the bottom of the deep sea.

In his short 18 years of life, it seemed that he was always in a dilemma, but no moment was even more dilemma than that time.
To be continued...