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After an unknown amount of time, I finally said, "Brother."

He smiled slightly, "I thought I made a mistake."

No, I knew he didn't really think so, just like he must have known how surprised I was.We haven't been in touch for so long that I don't know what to say next.

"Brother..."

"How are you doing recently?"

Immediately I was overwhelmed with emotion.

If you count from where we left off, his "recently" is too long.I closed the computer in my arms and put it aside. There was still an accident report I just started, but I said to the person on the phone, "It's good. How about you, brother?"

"Me too."

I thought of Xiaozhao saying that he worked hard, and a feeling of sympathy and compassion arose spontaneously.

"I'm going on a business trip to S city next week, are you free?"

"……when?"

"Go on the 2nd and go on the 3rd."

"...so urgent."

"It's just a consultation. If you have time on the 2nd night, let's have a meal together."

I quickly agreed, "Okay, I'm fine!"

But he didn't answer right away.In the bewildering silence, I had no choice but to ask, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"You decide."

"Okay! Then I'll tell you later."

Hang up the phone, I can't be calm for a long time.Thinking back to what we had just said, we found that we hadn’t said anything.I forgot to ask him what the arrangement is here, whether there is anyone to pick him up, and which hotel to stay in.

There's a hasty call log that proves it's not my hallucination.

When I was a student, I received a lot of care from Yang Congbai, although in his eyes, those things may be just trivial things.At that time, Yang Congbai was a famous figure in the U of U, and he attracted attention wherever he went.Once, I remember that it was the fifth year of his undergraduate and master studies, and he was about to move to the graduate campus to take classes. I asked him if he had time to have a meal together before he left. He thought for a while, and then he was not very happy. He asked me with certainty, "Can I have breakfast?"

Two northerners will not make an appointment for breakfast.

But Yang Congbai said that except for breakfast, all the days he could make appointments were already full.

So I retreated despite the difficulties, and of course I didn't force Yang Congbai to have breakfast with me.

At that time, I was already in my third year of junior high school, and I had already become a "senior brother" and "captain", so I would naturally take care of my juniors and sisters, so I knew better that the care of my seniors at the beginning was of course sincere, but it was just caring.There are very few people who can regard us as friends like Xiao Qing and Yao Ruochen.

At least Yang Congbai is not like this.

I glanced at my phone again and suddenly felt ashamed.

Even though I looked like the past was like smoke in front of Yao Ruochen, to be honest, I didn't let it go completely.

But he has let go.

He came to S City, only stayed for one night and wanted to find me.If I go on a business trip to Beicheng, I will definitely not go to him on purpose.

No wonder, after all, I am just an ordinary person, but Yang Congbai is different.He has always been at ease, and has never had anything to be cautious about.It's like seeing a doctor for a little pig. Although I asked Su Zhe, Yang Congbai still generously sent Zhu Yan to the airport. He didn't think it was a big deal.

I closed my eyes, and then saw that snowy day again, Yang Congbai was standing at the gate of the community.

In the snowstorm, he was wearing a white down jacket, pacing back and forth with his hands in his pockets, as if he was waiting for something.I called out "Brother" from a distance, and he looked up at me.

The wind was so strong, and I was so far away from him, but I only yelled once and he heard it.

I trot over excitedly, still slipping under my feet.

"Brother, are you waiting for takeaway?" I asked him so naturally.

He lowered his head and smiled, and the snowflakes that fell on his eyelashes also fell down.

"Are you out of class?"

"Yup!"

"Going back to school?"

"Go back."

"I'm going back to school too," he said, "let's go together."

That was not the first time I took Yang Congbai's car, but it was indeed the first time I took his car back to school.We were stuck at an intersection and couldn't move a step. I took out the sticky bean bun from my schoolbag and asked him if he wanted one.

He glanced at the endless queue in the wind and snow, then shook his head, "Go ahead and eat."

I was immersed in the warm sweetness, until I felt his gaze again, and realized that I had eaten white sugar and red beans everywhere.I want to pick it up, but he has already handed over a tissue, "Don't worry about it, just wipe your hands." I took it, and heard him say, "Give me one."

I guess he must regret it, seeing how delicious I am.I handed him one with a lot of sugar, and he took it and held it in his hand, gently opened it through the plastic wrap, put it in his mouth, and nodded his approval of the taste.

Now I find that even Yang Congbai can eat it everywhere, which really comforts me a lot.

"Brother, I'll wash your car when the snow clears!"

Yang Congbai's car was always clean, unlike the cars running on the roads in Beicheng, which were covered with a layer of dirt.

"It's okay, it's time to go wash." After a pause, he said, "You can send me a text message when the tutor is over."

I didn't quite understand the connection between car washing and tutoring. After thinking about it for a while, I thought there should be no connection, so I had to ask him, "Brother, were you waiting for me just now?"

The wipers swung back and forth twice, and he said, "It snows too much today."

"It won't snow every time in the future."

I don't know what's so strange about my words, he looked at me with a very strange look, which made my back stiff.

When Yang Congbai was not smiling, there was indeed a kind of coldness that strangers should not enter.

He withdrew his gaze and looked out the window, "Won't you go back to school if it doesn't snow?"

I felt that he might be upset, so I quickly denied it, "Ah, that's not..."

He said very patiently, "Then when you want to go back to school after class, just send me a text message."

I quickly nodded in agreement.

From then on, I took Yang Congbai's car back to school every weekend after finishing tutoring, and I went abroad for exchange until my sophomore year.

That seems like a long time ago.

Because I slept on the sofa, I woke up the next day with a sore back and a sore back.Youyou had already woken up early, washed her face and brushed her teeth. When she saw my disappointing father appearing behind her, she immediately instructed me to prepare breakfast with a toothbrush in her mouth.After breakfast was served, I hurriedly stuffed my computer into my backpack, and my phone only had a few percent of its battery left.

There is a text message, it is a number that I have not saved.

"I will arrive at noon on the 2nd, and I will be picked up by someone from the hospital. I will stay at the Binhai Hotel, and I will leave at noon on the 3rd."

I frantically connected the charging cable, and then saved Yang Congbai's number.Yoyo was waiting for me to have breakfast, he asked me impatiently, "Father, who is it?"

"Uh……"

I couldn't answer it.Most of my colleagues and friends have already known Youyou, and there are very few new faces in my life.

"You Uncle Yang."

Sure enough, he tilted his head and thought for a while, "Who is that?"

"You don't know him. A senior from my father's college days."

He nodded, expressing understanding.

"Then go eat hot pot?"

I just sent the text message, Yoyo asked again, "Is it a man or a woman?"

I laughed out loud, "I've already said it's an uncle, of course it's a man."

Yoyo cunningly turned her head and pretended nothing happened, not admitting that she was sneak attacking me just now.

Yang Congbai replied quickly, he said "OK."

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