Campus Alliance-Never Fall North Star

Lu Yan seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible and tough net, and every thread was entangled with memories of the past, making him deeply trapped in it and unable to move.

Jiang Junhao, Wang Tiantu, Song Chen, Xiang Haichen, their deaths...

Everything around seemed to be caught in a strange balance. Everyone seemed to be relieved on the surface, but in fact, they were bound in another invisible cocoon.

That cocoon trapped everyone's emotions, making them hesitate between reminiscing and moving forward.

Lu Xun returned to NCU alone again.

NCU was still bustling with the students' laughter echoing in the air, but all of this had lost its color in his eyes.

He came to the dormitory. The room that was once filled with their noises was now full of other people, but not him - Xiang Haichen. Lu Yan stood at the door, looking at the unfamiliar layout and unfamiliar faces in the room, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. The familiar scene and the unfamiliar current situation formed a strong contrast.

Afterwards, Lu Yan walked towards the library. In a corner of the library, he suddenly spotted a figure who, from a distance, looked somewhat similar to Xiang Haichen.

At that moment, Lu Yan's feet seemed to be nailed. He walked towards that position involuntarily, sat down not far away, and stood quietly staring at the back.

He knew clearly in his heart that that person was not Xiang Haichen, but he kept reminding himself over and over again, even if it was just to indulge in the beauty of this second that was similar to the memories.

His thoughts drifted back to the past. At that time, he had also sat in the same position, laughing and playing with Xiang Haichen. But at that time, he had never thought that time was so precious, and he had never cherished those beautiful moments he spent with him. Thinking about it now, he was full of regrets.

Before leaving, Lu Yan took another deep look at the back of the figure. His voice was as soft as the breeze, as if he was mumbling to himself, or as if he was talking to his memories: "You look a lot like him, even your back looks like him, but, after all, you are not him..."

In Lu Yan's heart, Xiang Haichen is a unique existence. After so many years of companionship, he has long become the only sun in his heart, irreplaceable.

Who can truly become Xiang Haichen? In this world, there is only one Xiang Haichen, and his departure left an unfillable hole in Lu Yan's heart.

Lu Yan did not stay in the library for long. He smiled bitterly with a hint of self-mockery in his smile.

Because he knew that he still needed to visit other places on campus. Those places carried their memories, whether good or painful, and he wanted to touch them again.

Lu Xuan walked in the corridor of the campus, staring at the students passing by with a dull look, his eyes gradually becoming empty. Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to the past, the youthful years that passed by so quickly.

"Look, their laughing and playing figures are so much like us in the past. I wish you were still by my side now!" Lu Yun murmured softly, his voice drowned out by the noise of the surrounding students.

On the way, every student who saw Lu Yan would greet him respectfully, but Lu Yan just nodded mechanically, with his eyes always wandering.

In his eyes, the figures of these students seemed to be similar to Xiang Haichen.

This one looks like his eyebrow shape, that one looks like his expression when he smiles, and the way the person carries a bag and his running posture all look very much like Xiang Haichen.

Lu Yan was surprised to find that in every frame and every corner of this campus, there were traces of Xiang Haichen.

From the dormitory to the corridor, from the canteen to the training ground, in the memories of the past, Xiang Haichen accompanied every scene. It is always after separation that people truly feel the pain of loss and understand how deep the weight of this love is in their hearts.

Before he knew it, Lu Yun arrived at the equipment room.

He stood in front of the closed door, his hand unconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the familiar key, but for a moment he was afraid to take it out, open the door and go in.

Once upon a time, because I was ignorant and didn't understand his feelings, I missed a lot of time with Xiang Haichen.

This equipment room holds too many unforgettable memories. Here are their happy moments, as well as the pain after quarrels. Now when I think back, my memories are full of the figures of Ren Qifeng, Song Chen, Xiang Haichen, Shen Jiaqi, Cheng Huan... these close friends.

Lu Yun closed his eyes and stood at the door of the equipment room for a long time, his heart full of entanglement and struggle.

This was where they had been locked up for a night, and it was also where he truly understood his own feelings.

At that time, in order to stay with Xiang Haichen for a while longer, he even turned off his cell phone and cut off all contact with the outside world.

Finally, he slowly inserted the key, but his hands were shaking. He hesitated for a long time, as if he was making a final effort to fight his memories, before he finally made up his mind, turned the key and opened the door.

The furnishings in the equipment room were still the same as before, and everything was placed in place in an orderly manner, as if time had stopped here. Lu Yan walked into the room slowly, looking around the room, with mixed feelings in his heart. For a moment, he couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment. There were too many things here, and every item and every corner contained memories of him and Xiang Haichen. Those memories came to him like a tide and drowned him.

Lu Yan walked to the place where he was sitting at that time, sat down slowly, and his eyes involuntarily looked towards the place where Xiang Haichen was sitting at that time.

At that moment, the scene in front of him seemed to be an illusion of time and space, and Xiang Haichen's figure actually appeared in front of him.

Xiang Haichen leaned quietly against the wall, sleeping soundly, his chest still rising and falling slightly, just like the countless times they had rested together in this equipment room.

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment. He couldn't tell whether he had returned to the past or Xiang Haichen had really returned to him.

He just stared at the back blankly, the expression on his face was so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, but in that gentleness, there was endless loneliness and sadness.

Lu Yan trembled slightly and whispered beside the illusory figure: "I miss you so much, my sun!" His voice was filled with deep longing, which was the emotion he had suppressed for a long time. At this moment, he finally vented it out in this empty equipment room.

Lu Yan just looked quietly in that direction, his eyes full of attachment, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch it, for fear that this beautiful illusion would be shattered in an instant.

He smiled slightly, immersed in this brief and illusory moment. But soon, his heart seemed to be hit hard by an invisible big hand, and pain and discomfort came like a tide.

He looked at the "Xiang Haichen" in front of him who seemed to be within reach yet out of reach, and knew in his heart that this was just his fantasy.

It was as if Xiang Haichen was really sleeping next to him, but he didn't dare to move at all, didn't dare to touch, didn't dare to disturb, even breathing, he didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

He covered his mouth, fearing that even the slightest sound would break this beautiful illusion and cause the pain of missing him to burst completely.

Lu Yan sat alone, staring at the empty direction, quietly for the entire afternoon.

He was immersed in a world of memories and fantasies and was unwilling to wake up, as if only at this moment could he and Xiang Haichen "reunite" again.

In the end, Lu Yan returned to the hospital.

At the hospital entrance, he threw the empty wine bottle away, walked around everyone who was cleaning up, and sneaked into Ren Qifeng's ward like a lost soul.

The ward was dead silent. Only the faint blue light emitted from the instrument screen barely illuminated the dim space.

Lu Yan fell powerlessly on the cold ground. He looked at the dark ceiling, pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "So the lights are out..." The voice was filled with endless loneliness and desolation.

Ren Qifeng lay beside him quietly without any response.

Lu Yan slowly raised his hand, wanting to hold Ren Qifeng's hand, just like they had encouraged each other countless times after fighting side by side, but when he stretched out his hand, he only touched the cold railing beside the bed.

In an instant, all the defenses in his heart completely collapsed, tears welled up in his eyes, he pounded his hands weakly on the ground, and roared in a sobbing voice: "I only have you...answer me! Qi Feng, just answer me! Answer me!! Please!" He quietly pounded the floor while covering his mouth hard, trying to suppress the grief-stricken cry, but the tears were like a flood that could not be stopped...