Chapter One.

As it was the first time for Luo Wei to attend a classmate gathering, he naturally received more attention. His classmates began to talk about his glorious past in high school, and he listened with a smile that seemed to suggest it was someone else's story and had nothing to do with him. Occasionally, his gaze would inadvertently meet Ning Xin's, and he would pause for a moment.

Ning Xin walked slowly, feeling the tranquility and peace of the snowy night in the small town. This is her last vacation as a student, and she may not have such a leisurely attitude and free time to come back here in the future.

Every year on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, it is the day for the reunion of Ningxin High School classmates.

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, and the sound of laughter and noise was endless.

A few years have passed, his appearance hasn't changed much, just taller and more upright. The rebelliousness and unruliness he had in his youth have disappeared. Several years of military life have polished him into a more upright person, exuding a clear and vigorous masculine aura.

Suddenly, a boy laughed and said, "Ah, ah, back then Luo Wei used to send love letters to the four beauties in the school. Why aren't you mentioning that?"

On this night, small snowflakes fell from the sky, thin and delicate, like the willow catkins of early spring, swaying and drifting in the night sky. The road gradually became marked with shallow white traces. The clean air was particularly crisp because of the snowfall. In the distance, a few barks of dogs made the night even more quiet and empty.

During his sophomore year, he was suddenly sent to the military by his family and later heard that he went to a military academy. Therefore, although they were in the same class, she and he were not very familiar with each other.

The friendship between classmates is unforgettable, enduring the test of time. Even if we become polished and sophisticated over the years, when facing our classmates, we cannot help but recall our past innocence and simplicity.

If he wasn't so independent, after five or six years, Ning Xin might not remember him.

Hometown has beautiful mountains and clear waters, with simple and honest people. The local traditions and love for the homeland run deep. No matter how far away they are, people try their best to come back home for reunion during the Chinese New Year. Therefore, even though Ningxin's classmates have gone to universities all over the country, they mostly come back during the Spring Festival.

The door is open, and laughter and joy pour out from inside the door. Ningxin recognized some familiar voices and felt a sense of familiarity.

Ning Xin walked in and found that many classmates had already arrived, all familiar faces, just one year older and slightly more mature. The feelings towards these classmates seem to be stuck in the memories of youth and are not easily changed.