The next day, He Fang was still sleeping.

　　I turned off his alarm clock, packed up my luggage, and prepared to go to the train station.

　　Suddenly, before leaving, I remembered the other day when I asked him to buy a pair of shoes for me.

　　I hadn't given him the money yet.

　　How much was it? It seems like 250 yuan.

　　I happened to have cash, so I left it by his bedside.

　　I slept all the way on the high-speed train.

　　When I woke up, I found that my WeChat was blowing up with messages from He Fang.

　　"Wen Zhi!! What do you mean?!" "You leave without saying anything again??? Are you trying to drive me crazy?!" "Haha, you really know how to humiliate people! 250 yuan! I owed you in my previous life, and you're torturing me in this life!" "Young Master will go to Beijing to settle the score with you right away!!" "Fine, I've figured it out.

　　It's just 250 yuan." "As long as you're happy, there's nothing I can't accept :)" He went through the process from anger to soothing himself.

　　Very considerate, I don't even need to comfort him.

　　So I took a picture of the shoes and sent it to him.

　　"Thank you for helping me buy the shoes~" He Fang: "..." "So that's what it meant, sorry for the disturbance, I didn't send those messages earlier, my phone was taken away by the neighbor's Golden Retriever." Me: "Hehe." "What about us now?" "Don't overthink it, we're adults." He Fang: "TvT." Back at school, life returned to normal.

　　He Fang would send me messages every day, occasionally sending snacks and clothes.

　　He was afraid that I would run away with someone else, so he would frequently travel to Beijing.

　　After all, he had no classes in the second half of the senior year.

　　My roommates all got to know him.

　　They were even bribed by him and praised him nonstop.

　　One night, during a dormitory chat, my roommate on the lower bunk suddenly sat up.

　　"Oh no, Zhizhi, there's something I haven't told you!" "What is it?" I asked.

　　"The letter I handed over to you earlier was actually written by your childhood friend!" I was stunned for a moment.

　　She thought I couldn't remember and hurriedly explained, "It was at the end of last year when I gave you a letter.

　　I didn't tell you who sent it because you said you didn't want to receive any New Year's greetings...".

　　She felt guilty and continued, "I didn't want to help at first, but it was really cold that day, and it was snowing.

　　You were on an internship in another city and not at school.

　　He didn't know, but he waited for you all night downstairs in our dormitory building." "I remember this," another roommate said.

　　"The entire building was discussing him because there aren't many handsome guys like him at our school.

　　He slept on the bench downstairs, covered in snow." I was dumbfounded and asked, "And then?" "He didn't wait for you and felt disappointed.

　　He asked me to deliver that letter.

　　I felt sorry for him, so I accepted it...

　　but I didn't dare to tell you the truth, I just said it was from a male student in the neighboring department." "I'm sorry, Zhizhi.

　　I didn't know what was written in the letter or if it caused any misunderstandings between you two?" I remained silent for a long time.

　　In fact, I should have recognized it.

　　I was very familiar with He Fang's handwriting.

　　But when my roommate mentioned a male student from the neighboring department, I didn't think much about it.

　　It was the second month after my father passed away.

　　He Fang learned about it that day.

　　The letter contained only one sentence: "Zhizhi, you still have me."