Jiangcheng, the beginning of March, the dome of the sky seems to be torn out of a hole, snow flurries with stagnant cold air have arrived.

The hustle and bustle of Jiangcheng University was engulfed by the dullness of the large campus with few shadows, the cold wind whistling, Sang Tian stood silently in the snow, the wide down jacket blurred the outline of her slender figure, only from the knee to reveal a section of glistening calves, in the cold air stained with a sickly pallor.

She has a stretched figure, soft but not weak, her skin is smooth and transparent, her eyebrows are curved and her almond eyes are round, it is a young girl's face with childishness. But on the contrary, the root of the mountain and the tip of the nose have a curve where they connect, and the bones are also smooth and strong, adding a hint of coquettishness and coolness to the girlishness.

And now, this unique and pure and desire temperament, in the cold wind, shrinking into a rose that will wither.

For a long time, she slowly lowered her head, eyes panicked, with stiff fingers clicked into the WeChat top chat box. A page full of her messages, not a single reply.

Meng Ting weekdays cold and detached accustomed to, back to the message all depends on the mood, just together when Sang Tian also hinted at his not return the message of the worry, he understands, but only with a busy work to put off the past.

So, she forced herself to hold down the mood to share with him the trivialities of life. Very well behaved and rarely bothered him.

But today was different. Starting last December, Sang Tian into the group shooting, the crew to catch up with the progress does not give vacation even the Spring Festival did not rest. Meng Ting is busy working, traveling all over the world almost rarely in Jiangcheng. So the two have not seen each other for three months.

Jiangcheng University's auditorium is rented out to the public, "Morning Sun" conference held here today, this is the first web drama Sang Tian starred in, in which played the heroine's best friend, and the feelings of the two people counted up from the beginning of Jiangcheng University, so Meng Ting said to come to participate in the.

In accordance with the agreed time, Meng Ting returned this morning from a business trip to jin, nine thirty on the highway.

Sang Tian that's why he sent him a lot of WeChat, but the messages sent were like a stone sinking into the sea, without any reply.

Sang Tian as if she remembered something, trembling hand, point into Yu Zhenzhen's circle of friends.

At 8:40 in the morning, Yu Zhenzhen sent a circle of friends, text content: "Thank you for always accompanying me." The picture was a tall man wearing a mask holding a bouquet of bright red tulips from the airport exit to her, his eyes with a smile, doting and helpless.

Sang Tian steep up a shiver, right hand holding the phone tilted his head to look at the school has fallen out of the leaves of the poplar trees, the cold wind whistling, the world as if there is only one color left.

Yu Zhenzhen's photo of the man is her boyfriend for two years love Meng Ting. Meng Ting promised to come to her launch today, but disappeared in the morning. The phone does not work, WeChat does not return, Sang Tian to the sixteenth call, only remembered to come to see Yu Zhenzhen's circle of friends.

Meng Ting won't be coming to her launch, he's in Haicheng, he's gone to look for Yu Zhenzhen.

A minute later, Sang Tian called Meng Ting's phone again.

She met Meng Ting when she was fifteen, so far eight years, and liked Meng Ting for three years. After confessing, he became her boyfriend.

The reception at the east entrance was about to be evacuated, and the guests who were going to attend the conference had already entered. There were a few helping students at the reception looking at Sang Tian with scowls, Sang Tian averted her eyes and hung her head to look at her shoes.

The color ringtone music sang Game of Thrones, has been unanswered. Sang Tian's heart sank an inch into the bottom of the sea at a depth of 10,000 meters, there is no light, only boundless darkness, she was a little breathless.

Sang Tian just to hang up, Meng Ting's voice fell over, the phone connected, he said, "Sorry, I can not participate in your launch. The company had some accidents, I have to fly over to deal with it, and go back to buy you a gift."

"You're with Yu Zhenzhen?" Sang Tian asked, her brain went blank at that moment, so that her speech speed became faster, "You're in Haicheng?"

"Did you see the news? There was an accident here, I flew to Haicheng. Work, what together?" Meng Ting's voice sank, "I'll send you a message."

"Can you come to my launch today?" Sang Tian looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, bewildered and at a loss.

"How can I go to Jiangcheng to attend your launch party when I'm in Haicheng?" Meng Ting let out a laugh, "Sang Tian, you're not a three year old anymore, you've already entered society, can you not be so childish?"

Sang Tian pursed her lips, clutching the phone's hand is very tight, tight to the palm of the hand are some pain. Yes, the conference is really not important, just she hopes that there is someone can attend, to meet her grow up, can create a sense of ceremony for her. She was with Meng Ting, she thought Meng Ting would be her family for the rest of her life.

"Can't come can you?" Sang Tian heard her voice soft.

Meng Ting slowed his tone and said, "Sang Tian, it's not as important as you think, and it's not a pity if you don't take part in it, it doesn't create any value, and it doesn't bring any benefits to you or me. What do you want? I'll go back and bring you a gift."

"Meng Ting." Sang Tian took a breath, suppressed all her emotions, and said, "You haven't participated in any of my... You haven't participated in any of my activities."

"I'm busy with work, I'll make it up to you when the company stabilizes." Meng Ting said, "Anything else?"

"You haven't turned down any of Yu Zhenzhen's invitations."

"Can you be the same? What do you have to compare to Yu Zhenzhen?" Meng Ting's voice was cold and deep.

Yu Zhenzhen was an artist that Meng Ting had strongly promoted, a popular singer who was a hit in the entertainment industry. What is Sang Tian? Sang Tian is just a small artist outside the 18th line of the entertainment industry.

No one remembers that Sang Tian was once a singer, not even Meng Ting.

Meng Ting was with Yu Zhenzhen at all of Sang Tian's important moments. Sang Tian is not important, she doesn't need to be accompanied.

She is Meng Ting's shadow, always following behind Meng Ting, silently looking at Meng Ting's back.

"Why can't I be more important than Yu Zhenzhen? It's because of you that I can't be more important than her." Sang Tian opened her mouth before making a sound, "Meng Ting, what am I to you?"

"This event is very important, if there is a mistake, the company will lose a lot. Sang Tian, I understand that you are young and naive, but you can't be naive all the time, if you are naive again, you are stupid. I don't like your tone of voice right now, I hope you calm down and call me again, don't do these stupid and vulgar things."

Sang Tian unspoken words stuck in her throat, choking her a little nausea.

Sang Tian voice hardened, "you because Yu Zhenzhen, only with me?"

"Sang Tian, do you know what you are saying?" Meng Ting's voice clearly carried anger, "Talk to me when you're clear in your head."

The wind picked up.

A woman on the other end of the phone called Mr. Lu, and then Meng Ting hung up the phone.

The voice was Zhenzhen, and Sang Tian recognized her voice.

Sang Tian held the phone and looked at the phone screen to return to the home page, heaven and earth suddenly quiet, so quiet that there is not a single sound, she clearly heard her own breathing, one by one.

A minute later, Sang Tian opened WeChat to send a message to Meng Ting, "Break up."

Meng Ting: "Mess with me, right? OK, don't regret it."

Meng Ting did not retain her, did not apologize, did not answer her question, he gave up Sang Tian.

Sang Tian wanted to say something, her throat choked, making her unable to send out a sound, she paused for a long time, and sent a tweet to Meng Ting, "After all these years, do you like me a little bit?"

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Meng Ting deleted her.

Sang Tian's mind went blank.