The flowing light resembles you

Jian Qiao suddenly remembered that this boy was the one she had initially refused to cheat on the exam with. Nowadays, boys are spoiled by their families, and their cunning is about the same size as a mung bean.

How he wishes to say a single phrase, Jian Qiao, I love you

Jian Qiao set down her backpack and asked, "Do you think I am the one who leaked the secret?"

Jian Qiao's parents were laid off early and worked at the vegetable market, fluffing cotton for others and taking on some sewing jobs, which constituted the family's entire income. Fortunately, Jian Qiao excelled academically; she had been studying diligently since elementary school, reviewing her books until the early hours of the morning, getting up at 5 AM to prepare meals for her parents, wash clothes, and read for a while before going to school

No. 2 Jianqiao

Jian Qiao took the water and swallowed the medicine. He stood beside her and sneezed. Jian Qiao paused for a moment and pushed the medicine and water in her hand towards him. He did not pay much attention and drank it all in one go from the cup she had just used.

I do not have it

The end of the semester examination has arrived in the blink of an eye, and this exam is very important for Jian Qiao. Jian Qiao attends a private high school, where the tuition fees are astonishingly high. She was able to enroll there only by receiving a full scholarship due to her excellent academic performance. If her grades fall out of the top three in her grade, losing the scholarship would mean that she can no longer continue her studies

Raindrops splashed up, landing at her feet, and despite there being only a little food left, she ate for a long time

On that sunny day, he threw the notebook on the ground and said, "Hey, Jian Qiao, could you help me fill in a word?"

This story was written in the winter of 2016, while I was sitting on a long-haul flight to Moscow, when suddenly this story came to my mind

Which classroom, which rain, which farewell, has gradually begun to be forgotten

She is the first to arrive in the classroom every day and the last to leave. Apart from occasionally answering questions during class, she can go an entire day without speaking to anyone

Then he stepped onto the bicycle ahead of her, and Jian Qiao followed closely behind. The two of them silently raced down a long slope together

"I know it's not you," he said. Jian Qiao remained silent, shouldering her backpack. He curiously asked, "Why admit it?"

It was probably due to the significant difference in their daily routines that Jian Qiao only then realized he also rode a bicycle to school. Pushing her bicycle out of the shed, Jian Qiao discovered it was snowing. Standing still, she gazed at the distant night sky and gently exhaled a breath. Someone tapped her shoulder from behind, and when Jian Qiao turned around, she saw a very beautiful red apple.

Jianqiao furrowed his brow and asked in confusion, "Why do you always have a problem with her?"

When the first snow fell in Vancouver, Jian Qiao seemed to have some kind of premonition and wrote a postcard. Her handwriting was beautiful, displaying a rare resilience among girls. She wrote only one line of poetry: "The fleeting light easily casts people aside, turning cherries red and plantains green"

Indeed! Do not infect us as well, especially at such a critical time

Jianqiao shot him a glance and waved her hand, saying, "Get lost, I don't want to see you again"

Jian Qiao turned around and asked, "What is it?"

Thank you, boss

I once thought of protecting you, to fend off all your sufferings. Yet later, in the vast sea of people, where have you gone, and I can no longer find you.

Jian Qiao lowered her eyes and said, "I suppose so"

Chronicles of Time

More often than not, she always uses pain to force herself to awaken

Through the chilly morning mist, Jianqiao turned her head to glance at her, just as she was about to say something, when she heard the girl's voice: "Jianqiao, catch me quickly"

He has become increasingly dazzling, his name is known far and wide across the land. Every time he holds a concert, tens of thousands of people shout passionately and loudly, "Jianqiao, I love you".

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from not far away, "You little rascal, you've disturbed your uncle's sleep."

Jianqiao leaned over and glanced at her, saying to the boss: "Not just good, but among the top ten in the province, six hundred and seven."

Ironically, shortly after the postcard was sent, it was announced that the high school would be relocating. Although it retains the same name, if it is no longer in its original form, it inevitably evokes a sense of time having passed and circumstances having changed

She has always been the top of her class, a source of pride for her teachers and parents, and an object of exclusion among her classmates, because she never allows anyone to copy her homework. No matter how much others plead with her, she will not agree to help them cheat

Many years ago, on a snowy winter day, a young boy stood yawning by the corridor of the teaching building, carrying a guitar. With a "ping," a string vibrated, and the streetlight lit up in an instant. He turned around and saw her silhouette walking into the swirling snow.

"Jian Qiao," he suddenly spoke. Jian Qiao raised her head, and he said, "When will you come to listen to me sing?"

Jian Qiao, just stride forward confidently, but do not let me down

Ironically, he and Jian Qiao had been classmates from elementary school to middle school, and when they saw that group of second-generation rich again in high school, Jian Qiao was not surprised. For someone like Jian Qiao, it seemed that reaching for the stars and the moon was an effortless task.

She has finally become a prominent figure in the eyes of others. When she encounters junior students in the United States, they excitedly ask her for photos. With great delight, they say that our school is truly remarkable, having produced two well-known alumni: one is Jian Qiao, and the other is Jian Qiao.

It is the first time, and also the last time

Jian Qiao remained silent and walked past them. Her attitude infuriated Chang Yue, who began to curse at Jian Qiao from behind.

"Jian Qiao, have you forgotten what I told you?" Chang Yue asked coldly

However, for Jian Qiao, there is not much to be nostalgic about

Yet she has never known what a dream is, as the repeated admonitions of her parents echo in her ears, urging her to strive for success, to strive for success

Someone commented below, even if I could be classmates with him, could anything really happen? A lifetime is so long, yet it is merely a fleeting encounter.

A person as resolute as you will surely be able to persevere in whatever you undertake

The cheers of tens of thousands of people illuminated the night sky of Beijing as if it were daytime

No. 1 Jian Qiao

There were not many people at the bus stop. Jian Qiao took out some coins from her bag. He collected the umbrella and handed it to her, but she shook her head: "You should go home."

The senior management of the school is likely aware of this, and taking advantage of the centennial celebration, they encourage alumni to return to campus. By the time Jian Qiao learned of this, the celebration had long since passed. On the social networking site Renren, which she had not visited in a long time, she saw the once vibrant campus transformed into a heap of ruins, with many expressing their sentiments, posting photos, sharing songs, and writing poems.

Isn't it a perfect match? The roommate pointed at the screen showing Jian Qiao and Chang Yue, saying, "Childhood sweethearts, well-matched in social status, sharing the same dreams, walking side by side, and a long-lasting companionship is the most beautiful form of love."

Jian Qiao invited him to eat teppanyaki in the alley behind the school, where the owner set up a temporary shelter from the rain using an umbrella. The fried rice was priced at 7 yuan per serving, and his portion had extra beef, while she only ordered the vegetable dish

Chang Yue: "... ..."

Jianqiao said: "Forget it"

It is still the same as in those years, with tickets hard to come by, and the high prices still marked in Canadian dollars. Fortunately, she can finally afford it now. At this time, her boyfriend has already become her fiancé, and she is much more cheerful than before. When she was a teaching assistant, the students all said she was kind and approachable

Before the first mock exam in the third year of high school, Jian Qiao fell ill with a cold. It was not particularly serious, but her throat was extremely itchy, and she kept coughing during class, which annoyed the other students in the class. They collectively requested the teacher to remove her from the classroom

After entering high school, Jian Qiao still had that unlikable demeanor.

If you love someone, will you also love them for a lifetime

Fortunately, his guitar playing is very pleasant and does not disturb Jian Qiao. They each occupy a space under one wall; he practices the guitar while she reads, and neither of them speaks.

No. 6, like the flowing light that resembles you

No. 5 I wish you sweet dreams come true

He propped himself up on the table with one hand, idly spinning a pen. Noticing her gaze, he lifted his head and smiled at her.

I have been a fan of theirs since high school, and I even went to a bar to listen to their live performance once. I never expected them to become this popular now, and it truly evokes a sense of nostalgia.

Jian Qiao nodded and said, "Hello"

Indeed, young girls all like this kind of thing

I said, "Jianqiao looked at Changyue and repeated it word by word, 'Forget it.'"

A person as resolute as you will surely be able to persevere in whatever you undertake

You are lying!

It is I who envy you, Jianqiao

He said back then, let me see how far you can go

I did not cheat," Jian Qiao said politely, "in any case, please allow me to finish the exam paper first

On Christmas Eve of her third year in junior high, Jian Qiao finished her evening self-study session and went to the bicycle shed to retrieve her bike. Since it was quite late, most of the people in the teaching building had already left. She crouched down to unlock her bike when she suddenly heard footsteps. Raising her head, she saw him. Jian Qiao felt a bit awkward and hesitated whether to greet him.

Just like now, a tall boy stood in front of her, angrily saying: "What are you so arrogant about? Be careful, or I won't be polite to you"

As we were leaving, the owner of the teppanyaki stall stood in front of the curtain of rain, waving his hand and saying, "Next time you come, you won't be able to find fried rice as delicious as mine in Beijing."

Let the love that has endured through the years scatter with the wind

After a while, something happened. It struck Jian Qiao on the head, and she covered her head and looked down, seeing a box of cold medicine on the ground. Jian Qiao stood in front of her and handed her a cup of hot water: "Three times a day, two tablets each time"

"Don't look," Jian Qiao said with her head down, speaking in a muffled voice, "It's very ugly."

A large crowd of spectators entered, and the last tickets held by scalpers were snatched away. The wind whipped against Jian Qiao's face, stinging as if it would tear her skin apart. She stood at the entrance of the stadium, separated by a fence, yet no one would ever descend from the sky to walk before her again

Simple Bridge, Simple Bridge ... ...

However, she herself does not know what kind of anger she is actually fighting for

My roommate leaned over and said happily, "Jian Qiao, you like them too?"

Jian Qiao later learned that the four of them had formed a band, which had gained some fame in the city, and they would occasionally sneak into bars to perform

Jian Qiao was worried that something bad might happen, so she hid a metal rod she had picked up at the construction site in her backpack. However, after a winter passed, nothing happened in the end, and everything came to naught

"To do one thing for ten years as if it were just a day, a person as resolute as you will surely be able to persevere in whatever you undertake." He shrugged his shoulders

"Did the teacher not say to let Jianqiao go out?" Jianqiao feigned surprise, "What, did I hear it wrong?"

In an instant, tears welled up in Chang Yue's eyes. The once arrogant and domineering young lady from a wealthy family finally had a day of compromise and vulnerability: "Jian Qiao, will you still remember her?"

What echoed in my ears was the voice of a boy, half-smiling, as he said, "Jian Qiao, just keep walking forward confidently, and don't let me down."

Jian Qiao held a guitar, sitting at the corner of the wall practicing sheet music. Upon seeing her arrive, he nodded slightly without saying a word. For the first time, Jian Qiao noticed that when he was serious, he was completely different from his usual frivolous and carefree demeanor.

Outside the stadium, Jian Qiao's fiancé leaned over to fasten her seatbelt. The car moved slowly through the snow, and the glow stick in her arms emitted an increasingly faint light, ultimately merging into the darkness

I build mountains and rivers, I build the bright moon, I wish you sweet dreams come true

In reality, Chang Yue did not truly give up, did she

During the examination, halfway through, someone suddenly raised their hand and pointed at Jian Qiao, saying, "Teacher, she is cheating!"

Only vaguely recalling the last rain, the boy cheerfully transferred all the beef from his plate to hers. The boss had added too much chili, making her lips turn red, yet she silently finished every bite. As they were leaving, they heard the boss say, "Come again next time"

Hmm? How to do it?

On the day the results were announced, a torrential rain fell. Jian Qiao was helping at home, and by the time she hurried to school, the crowd had already dispersed. The entire school was silent, with only the sound of the rain pattering.

The three-hour performance attracted many young girls outside, resembling Jian Qiao. Some were squatting and crying loudly, while others were hysterically shouting. Jian Qiao found it somewhat amusing and curled the corners of her mouth, yet she could not bring herself to smile.

The boy who was making things difficult for Jian Qiao suddenly changed his expression, forcing a smile as he said: "Jian Shao, life is at stake. My dad said that if I fail this exam again, I won't receive a single cent in red envelopes for the New Year."

After the encore, Jian Qiao returned to the resting room. After the entire concert, he was so exhausted that he could hardly move, sitting in a chair waiting for his assistant to help him remove his makeup. The staff invited them to a celebration dinner, and Jian Qiao opened his eyes, then closed them again.

I am so excited that I feel like going crazy, I truly love him to death

Who are you?

The airplane has entered the night, and the people around me are all asleep. I took out my computer to finish watching this story. Turning my head, I leaned against the window and felt as if I could see the stars.

If you love someone, will you also love them for a lifetime

When will I think of her? Every time I hear someone call my name

Jian Qiao finally grew impatient and stood up, saying, "Then let it be that I am the one deceiving you."

Jian Qiao does not like Chang Yue, but has to admit that he is not bad to her. However, it seems that he treats everyone this way, with a mere gesture, as if it is insignificant

Jian Qiao and he looked over together, and Chang Yue also jumped down. Jian Qiao opened his arms, and Chang Yue giggled as she fell into his embrace. Then there were two more sounds, and the four of them were together.

On the morning when that incident occurred, Jian Qiao was running alone on the playground. Just as she reached the edge of the fence, a black backpack suddenly fell from the sky, landing steadily in front of her. Jian Qiao looked up and saw a dark figure crouching on the fence, who then nimbly jumped down.

The entire class burst into laughter, with a boy clapping his hands and saying, "Jian is quite impressive."

The boss's eyes nearly popped out as he exclaimed, "Oh my, this is incredible! This meal is on me, congratulations!"

In the third year of college, Jian Qiao and the others held a concert in Beijing, and the tickets sold out overnight. A roommate who was a bit slow to act cried loudly in the dormitory.

Jian Qiao could no longer hold back and asked him: "Why do this?"

She revealed the secret

Jian Qiao did not actually go to the school infirmary; the two of them stood on either side of the corridor. She took out an English vocabulary book and recited words aloud as she memorized them. After finishing a unit, she looked up and found that the boy across from her had already disappeared. Jian Qiao paused for a moment, then lowered her head and continued to turn the pages.

Unexpectedly, I saw a photo of Jianqiao, standing in front of the glass window of the school bulletin board, his profile slightly raised, seemingly gazing at something. Fans were wailing, regretting that they could not be classmates with their idol

Jian Qiao sat by the window, her expression numb as she gazed outside. Her parents were unable to come due to other commitments, leaving her to depart alone.

He lifted his head and glanced at Jian Qiao, mumbling a vague "mm". In the distance, orange car lights illuminated the rain, and the bus came to a slow stop. Jian Qiao waved her hand impatiently and then turned around to leave

No. 3 Jianqiao, Jianqiao

Impossible

The fiancé said with a smile: "This lead singer is so popular that several girls in my relatives' family like him. During the New Year, they even got into a fight at the dinner table because of him, causing quite a commotion."

The fiancé gently touched her head, knowing how difficult her journey had been, and held her hand tightly: "Everything is in the past"

After several occasions, Jian Qiao would occasionally bring her some snacks, such as biscuits, chocolate, apples, and milk. These are all things that girls like, and sometimes Jian Qiao suspects that he might have taken them from Chang Yue's backpack. It is said that the four of them have known each other since childhood, having been born in the same hospital, and their relationship is so close that they could share a pair of pants.

The teacher, feeling helpless, could only gently say to Jian Qiao: "It seems we have no choice but to trouble Classmate Jian Qiao to visit the school infirmary."

On the next leg of my journey, I witnessed the long-desired aurora in Russia and thought to make a wish. What appeared in my mind was, unexpectedly, this story

He rarely found himself without that group of friends, and upon seeing her, he also stopped and said: "Hey"

Simple bridge, I build mountains and rivers, I build the bright moon, I wish you sweet dreams come true

Jian Qiao paused and cast a faint glance at him: "If one wishes to impose a crime, there is no lack of excuses."

The invigilating teacher was severely criticized for unjustly accusing the students. Only Jian Qiao understood that the evidence was conclusive and that the other party was merely fulfilling their duties

Speaking of which, the fiancé seemed to have discovered a new continent, saying, "You two have the same name, which can be considered a kind of fate."

Very well, I shall take my leave now

The concert concluded, and the band had never felt at ease over the years. However, on this night, for reasons unknown, the lead singer returned to the stage alone, with only a dim light illuminating the scene. Standing under the light, Jianqiao took a wooden guitar and sang a song, which was the first song of their band's debut.

Jianqiao stood still on the bridge, turned his head, and a beam of light fell from the skylight onto his handsome face. He raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Who are you talking about?"

Before the exam, Jian Qiao placed her backpack on the podium and did not check her drawer again. However, even if it was her oversight, she completely did not remember ever tearing the paper from her notebook and placing it in the drawer.

Chang Yue stood up and shouted angrily: "Jian Qiao!"

Jian Qiao and Jian Qiao, two legends of Class 1 in the first year of high school, are the first and last in the ranking respectively. It is hard to imagine that two individuals with such similar names lead such drastically different lives. Jian Qiao comes from a prominent family, spends money lavishly, and no one is willing to make an enemy of him; rather, everyone is eager to curry favor with him.

The boy sat in his seat, yawning as he flipped through the brand new textbook in front of him: "What's the big deal? Don't be afraid, if the sky falls, I'll be there to catch you."

The evidence from witnesses and physical objects is conclusive. The invigilating teacher instructed Jian Qiao to stop answering the paper and go to the academic affairs office immediately. For some reason, Jian Qiao instinctively turned her head to look at him

Jian Qiao nodded slightly: "It's fine."

She was born with the fate of a princess, commanding attention wherever she went. Everyone openly began to isolate Jian Qiao, and no one spoke to her anymore. Even the sports committee member deliberately skipped her name during roll call in class.

Jian Qiao silently looked at the four individuals before him, with disheveled hair, wrinkled school uniforms, and pale faces reminiscent of internet-addicted youths, clearly indicating that they had not returned all night.

After many years, these two names have finally been mentioned in comparison once again

Later on, some former classmates added her as a friend on the school intranet. Time is indeed a great force; the past grievances and hurts vanished overnight. However, it was precisely because of this that Jian Qiao heard some things about him.

The incident alarmed the principal, and a group of leaders stood solemnly on the podium. Jian Qiao felt frightened in her heart, yet she still pretended to be calm.

In the next moment, Chang Yue slapped her face with a "smack," and several girls immediately reacted, surrounding Jian Qiao and starting to claw at her fiercely. By the time Jian Qiao kicked open the door, she had already fallen to the ground

Just be yourself, a proper and good girl, let me see how far you can go

The year she graduated with her doctor's degree, Jianqiao's band came to Vancouver to hold a concert

Why do you need to buy medicine for me? Why do you need to help me out of this predicament?

Jian Qiao's expression remained calm as she glanced at him, then lowered her head to continue her homework. Little did she know, the boy kicked her desk over, and with a crash, her belongings scattered everywhere. Jian Qiao bit her lip and crouched down to pick up her stationery. With a thud, she bumped into the desk of a classmate in the back row, causing those around her to burst into laughter.

Jian Qiao, Jian Qiao chewed this name slowly in his mouth, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes relaxing as he said, "Do you know? I have always been quite envious of you"

In the story, the two individuals gradually drift apart in their long lives.

In her memory, that was the first time he called her name

The school asked her to write a message for her junior classmates. After some thought, she picked up her pen and wrote: Live your life in your own way

They seem to live in a different dimension from her, fortunate to have everything and then recklessly squander it, exchanging it for plenty of good times.

At the end, she stood by the roadside, looking up at the starless night sky of the city from across the street, and for some reason, tears flowed continuously from her eyes

She searched online and saw his photo. He still looked handsome, making it impossible for people to look away. Chang Yue stood beside him and hooked her hand around his neck. The two of them laughed carelessly.

Jian Qiao.

Janet's impression of him is not very deep, although they were classmates for nine years, their lives had very little intersection. Only one thing, she has always remembered.

However, when I arrived at the post office, I realized that I didn't have his address. Jian Qiao vaguely remembered the address of his agency, but sending it there would be like throwing a stone into the sea. After some thought, she finally filled in the address of her high school.

Jianqiao, the person I cannot let go is you, isn't it? It truly lacks ambition to say this out loud. I have been thinking about you for over ten years, yet in the end, I do not even have the courage to see you once

When the fried rice was served, Jian Qiao looked disdainfully at the dirty tables and chairs, as well as the oil floating in the plate. He then glanced at Jian Qiao's bowl, hesitated for a moment, picked up his chopsticks, and transferred all the meat from his plate to hers

Jian Qiao stopped, unable to control herself, and let out a soft laugh

The evening glow falls upon the concrete floor, and a cloud of dust rises.

It has all passed

What?

"Hey," Chang Yue said, raising her fist at Jian Qiao, "If you dare to tell the teacher, I will make sure you regret it."

Jian Qiao was even more perplexed: "Then why don't you just hit her? Aren't you afraid she will report you to the teacher again?"

On the night of the concert, it was snowing in Vancouver, and the audience was filled with enthusiasm, echoing his name throughout the venue: "Jianqiao—Jianqiao—"

She thought for a moment and said to him: "Thank you"

I build mountains and rivers with the bright moon

The long-handled black umbrella leans quietly against the wall, as rainwater meanders along the floor, gradually evaporating under the sunlight, as if it had never existed

The boss asked with a smile, "Are you in your third year of high school? The results are out, right? How did you do on the exam"

Her voice was drowned out by the torrential rain, drifting away in the cold wind, growing fainter and fainter, yet failing to reach his direction. Jian Qiao stood motionless in the car, gazing at his silhouette through the water-streaked glass window, watching him disappear at the end of the world

After finishing basketball, Jianqiao heard their conversation outside the classroom. He paused for a moment, retreated to the corridor, leaned against the wall, and casually spun the basketball with his fingers while listening attentively.

Jian Qiao's figure swayed slightly as she ultimately dragged her enormous suitcase, brushing past those young girls.

"What are you envious of me for?" Jian Qiao was somewhat surprised

Jian Qiao seemed genuinely hungry, finishing a plate of rice in just a few bites. Then, he stretched out his legs, crossed his arms on the table, and stared intently at Jian Qiao.

But where exactly must one go in order to come to a stop

"I apologize, teacher," Jian Qiao said, momentarily taken aback, "I suddenly remembered that there is a place I must go to."

Jian Qiao stepped onto the front door of the bus, only to remember that she had forgotten to say goodbye, and she did not know when they would meet again.

Jian Qiao may have been solitary for too many years, and she is not very accustomed to being close to others or speaking sweet words of affection. Her boyfriend respects her independence and never forces her to do anything.

Jian Qiao stood up hesitantly, covering her mouth as she coughed twice, then picked up the book from the table and walked towards the classroom exit. Just after taking two steps, she heard the sound of a chair clattering, and Jian Qiao, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly stood up and walked towards the back door

"I did not cheat," Jian Qiao said for the last time, steeling her heart, "I can recite all the knowledge points on this notebook to you."

Scalpers came up to sell tickets, the cheapest being 1,200. That was Jian Qiao's living expenses for two months. She gritted her teeth and shook her head, asking one by one, only to finally see the ticket price rise to 1,500. It was truly ironic to think that they once sat in the same bright classroom, where he had handed her a box of cold medicine, saying, "I envy you."

When it was her father's turn, the man fell silent for a while before saying, if you can take root there, then don't come back. I heard the benefits are good over there, and when you grow old and fall ill, there will be someone to take care of you

On the day of the concert, Jian Qiao was in the laboratory working on a project as usual. The time on the watch passed second by second, and suddenly, Jian Qiao stopped.

Jian Qiao has indeed lived up to expectations, ranking among the top ten in the provincial college entrance examination and successfully gaining admission to Tsinghua University. The school has framed her photo in the glass window of the bulletin board, where she is wearing glasses and looking coldly at the camera, with no discernible expression of joy or anger.

"Jianqiao, what are you doing?" people around asked in confusion

"Teacher, if we let her continue taking the exam, wouldn't that be unfair to us?" the boy said sarcastically.

This is the first time Jianqiao plays the guitar at a concert. She suddenly recalls an afternoon many years ago, when a young boy sat at the foot of the rooftop wall with his guitar, playing melodies she had never heard before. However, as time passed, even she could softly hum along.

"Merry Christmas Eve," he said

When will you come and listen to me sing, the boy's voice echoing in my ears, her nails digging into her thigh, it hurts a lot

As the weather transitions into winter, the boarding students find it difficult to get out of bed, yawning throughout the day. Only Jian Qiao remains unchanged, waking up at six o'clock, jogging two laps around the playground, and then heading to the cafeteria to enjoy freshly steamed buns

He was also found in an interview video, wearing a black tracksuit with the collar pulled up to his chin, exuding an air of nonchalance. He expressed that he really enjoys his current life, being rootless and at home everywhere, able to go anywhere.

Jian Qiao looked up, gazing into his deep black eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

A few more years passed, and Jian Qiao received an admission letter from the University of British Columbia for a doctor's degree. That summer, Jian Qiao took a plane for the first time and left Beijing. When she left, her parents finally came to see her off. Her mother hugged her and burst into tears, saying, "Your father and I have been failures all these years, causing you so much pain. Fortunately, you have done well."

During Jianqiao's third year in Vancouver, she started dating a senior in her laboratory who came from a working-class family and had worked hard to get where he was. He had no extravagant material desires and lived a simple and ordinary life. The two were a perfect match.

Jianqiao inserted his hands into his pockets and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

Jian Qiao and Jian Qiao, in the end, only exchanged one sentence, "The flowing light is like you."

He naturally picked up the umbrella placed next to Jian Qiao and opened it. The black cloth umbrella was of the oldest style and had rust spots all over it. The two of them walked side by side in the rain, neither of them speaking.

Jianqiao has been alone since childhood and has no friends. All her spare time is spent studying and helping with household chores.

After Chang Yue left with the girl, Jian Qiao was still squatting on the ground. The things in her backpack were scattered on the ground, and it took a lot of time to pick them up one by one. When she stood up, she realized that Jian Qiao hadn't left yet.

At last, she couldn't even afford a ticket to his concert.

After school, Chang Yue often brings people to block Jian Qiao at the classroom door.

The entrance of the teaching building, a boy wearing a white shirt and black pants lazily leaned against the wall as if waiting for someone. When he saw Jian Qiao approaching, he raised his eyebrows and pitifully said to her, "Jian Qiao, I'm hungry and didn't bring any money."

Most good things in the world are not durable, colorfulclouds are easily scattered and fragile.

Outside the airport, it was noisy and chaotic. Everywhere, there were girls holding colorful flags and banners, with glowing hearts on their faces. Passersby couldn't help but curiously look at them, only to hear that they were here to pick up a big celebrity. Just then, a small group of girls walked towards Jian Qiao. They were wearing beautiful clothes, showing off their thighs, with beautiful smiles on their faces, excitedly talking to each other, saying, "Finally, we can see Jian Qiao."

"No need," Jian Qiao chuckled, "It's been so many years, why do you still hold such animosity towards her?"

Do you want to go see your top three students? Chang Yue walked over and provocatively said, "I heard she's also in Vancouver, and specifically chose to come here. Isn't it because of her?"

All eyes fell on Jian Qiao at once, and she looked up in confusion. The invigilator walked to her seat and, following the informant's instructions, found several sheets of paper filled with notes on her desk.

No matter how well she pretended, Jian Qiao was just an ordinary girl. She increasingly disliked staying in the classroom and would sneak up to the school rooftop whenever she had free time, carrying her backpack. Little did she expect that a few days later, she would meet Jian Qiao here.

Disciplinary action, writing a pledge, notifying parents, issuing a school-wide criticism notice. Chang Yue has lost face, angrily kicked open the classroom door. Jian Qiao went to the teacher's office to collect the test papers. Chang Yue gritted her teeth and said, "It must be that girl."

Over the years, she seems to have long since become accustomed to having nothing but her studies

It was still those four individuals. After graduation, they all stayed local to attend university, held their first live performance, and quickly rose to fame, with their debut album breaking records.

He whistled softly and called out to her in a low voice: "Hey."

The notes that Jian Qiao submitted at the end, along with a few sheets placed in the drawer that were more or less accurate, left everyone present feeling quite awkward, turning the examination into a farce

During the winter vacation, one day Jian Qiao went out and happened to encounter that boy while passing through the commercial street in the city center. In the days that followed, she felt as though she was being followed, and a group of unruly ruffians inexplicably appeared near her home.

She recounted the past as a joke to her fiancé: "I used to want to buy tickets to their concert, but I was really too poor; I couldn't even afford the cheapest ones, so I had to sit on the street and cry"

The whole scene was in an uproar, and the commotion forced Jian Qiao to recite the contents of the notes on the spot. In fact, Jian Qiao had no confidence at all. Forced to this point, she could only grit her teeth and rewrite the contents of the notes from memory. Time was ticking away, and in the bitterly cold winter, she even broke out in a sweat.

"Jian Qiao!" She suddenly called out his name loudly.

On the day Jianqiao went to Beijing, she carried two large snake skin bags. Her family was in difficult financial circumstances and she was worried about the high cost of living in Beijing, so she even packed cotton inside the bags. The train station was crowded with people, some tightly embracing their loved ones and crying uncontrollably, while others were parents sending their children to school, giving them repeated instructions and talking incessantly.

There is simply no way to continue listening to the class like this!

Then, to everyone's surprise, Jian Qiao nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

Jianqiao felt her heart calm down in an instant. She withdrew her gaze and said softly, "I don't have it."

She looked at the dazzling stage lights and said with lowered eyes: "What kind of fate is this? There are so many people in the world with the same name and surname. Jane Qiao is just an ordinary name."

Jianqiao didn't take this matter to heart, but the next day, the head teacher came to the classroom door in person and took the four of them out. They were punished to stand on the flag-raising platform for an afternoon, coinciding with the cold wave that came in these two days. When Jianqiao passed by there on the way to the cafeteria after school in the afternoon, she saw from the corner of her eye that Chang Yue's lips were darkened.