Chapter 43: Book Edition Ending

  In the following days, Zhao Shuiguan would occasionally call Tan Shumeng. It was always at night for him and daytime for her. He would listen to her seriously, and she would feel fearless and want to disturb him when she missed him.

  Actually, Tan Shu Mo also misses her, that two-year agreement, forget it, as long as it's not too excessive, I'll turn a blind eye.

  In March, Zhao Shuiguan's academic year ended, with many papers and exams coming up, he became busy, spending most of his time in the library, even changing his MSN signature to "Bloody Battle LIB" (Note: LIB refers to the library), so he had little time to contact Tan Shumeng.

  Actually, Zhao Shuiguan has many Chinese friends here too. She is a kind and outgoing person, and there are not a few male classmates who have hinted at her, but after she started dating Shu Mu, she treated other boys as ordinary friends. Foreign children are very realistic, after a long time, they know you don't have that intention, so they look for the next target.

  Zhao Shuiguang is not lonely, no matter how long they talk on the phone, no matter how close their voices are, it's not as warm as his hug when he's sad.

  Zhao Shuiguang thought with a smile: long-distance love is torture.

  Remembering that year, Yang Yang's drunken phone call, she still went to make trouble, quickly saying a word of Amitabha, retribution ah retribution.

  The days of writing papers, Zhao Shuiguan and Su Shan accompanied each other. The economics major also had a large pile of books to read, they often went to the library together and returned home together.

  Su Shan is a Beijing girl, bright and spirited, with boundless energy, and a string of boyfriends. Zhao Shui Guang has always been fair-minded, treating people equally regardless of their background. Su Shan is grateful for his care and won't belittle her because of her private life like other Chinese girls do.

  After all, everyone has their own way of choosing love.

  Su Shan was also happy to get along with Zhao Shui Guang, and the two of them would often talk about emotional things when their relationship got better. However, they both had their own little secrets. Life abroad was already busy enough; who still had time to care about your affairs day and night?

  Su Shan always thought Zhao Shui Guang had a secret crush on her, he just hadn't succeeded yet.

  That day, they had dinner together and drank a bowl of soup in a small restaurant.

  Ordered a red soup with tomatoes, cabbage and carrots inside.

  Su Shan looked up and saw Zhao Shui Guang slowly picking out the carrots with great seriousness, as if he was undertaking a monumental project.

  "Hey, don't be picky!"

  Zhao Shuiguang smiled and said: "I don't like eating carrots!" He was very stubborn.

  Su Shan said angrily: "You're like this in your own country too!"

  Zhao Shuiguang didn't say a word, Su Shan thought she was in the wrong and hadn't expected that, she said: "In our country I have the best partner, even my carrots are thrown to him to eat!" She narrowed her eyes, smiled sweetly, with joy all over her face.

  She didn't say whether it was a man or a woman, but Susanne knew for sure that it was a man.

  A woman only smiles like this when she recalls a man she likes, smiling foolishly yet sweetly to herself.

  Zhao Shuiguang thought of Tan Shuming every time he ate carrots, in the action of picking them out. He remembered what Tan said: "I just said I don't dislike eating carrots, didn't say I like eating!"

  Doing so, my heart is full of sweetness, my habits are related to you.

  After finishing half of the paper, Zhao Shuiguan and Su Xian walked all the way home. It was already past 10 o'clock at night, and the small town was very quiet, with only occasional cars whizzing by, making a "whooshing" sound. Zhao Shuiguan pulled up the zipper of his down jacket, while Su Xian didn't say anything either. Both of them were a bit tired after working all day.

  They were almost home when Su Xiang suddenly said, "Today is the full moon." Zhao Shui Guang also raised his head and looked in the direction she was pointing. Indeed, a bright full moon hung above the rooftop, shining as brightly as water.

  Zhao Shuiguang walked away with his computer bag in one hand and his hands in his pockets, staring blankly at the moon. That person had also said, "Look, tonight's moon."

  At that time, she and he were under the same sky, looking at the same moon. He scolded her with a spoiled tone of "little fool" which still seemed to be in her ears. Now her dark night was his bright day, and they could no longer see the same moon together.

  Zhao Shuiguang slowly climbed up the stairs, opened the door, stomped the snow off his boots, and turned around to gaze at the full moon, feeling infinite sorrow.

  While sleeping, I couldn't help but think of calling him. I really dialed the number and he picked up quickly: "Hello?" with a bit of noise in the background.

  Tan was a bit nervous, thinking that something had happened to her. Normally she would call him at night when he was free, but today was unusual. It took a long time for her to contact him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, so he quickly left the dinner table.

  "What's wrong?" he asked, standing by the window, with the bustling streets below his feet.

  Zhao Shuiguan muttered to himself: "No, tonight when I came back and saw the full moon, I thought of you." After finishing speaking, he wanted to slap himself, what kind of words are these, too corny!

  Tan Shu quickly recalled that she was talking about the night she saw her mother off and returned, and couldn't help but laugh softly. Zhao Shui Guang felt a bit embarrassed and said, "I'm going to sleep, just like this."

  Tan Shu Mo grabbed the phone and lightly knocked on the glass, saying "Wait a minute".

  Zhao Shuiguan didn't hang up, took the phone and lay on the bed waiting for him.

  He softly hummed: "I miss you too", the gentle words suddenly made her face and ears flush with heat, in the dark of night, drawing a clear picture of that person's eyebrows on the other side of the earth.

  He said "good night" in a soft voice, as if lulling her to sleep.

  She nodded and smiled into the phone with a silly enthusiasm, saying "goodnight".

  Hung up the phone, covered with quilt, smiled and fell asleep.

  On the other side, Tan Shu Mo hung up the phone and turned around to find Han Xi Xue standing behind him. Today, they had a classmate getting married, and they were attending the wedding banquet together.

  Han Xi Xie looked at his still upturned mouth and said with a hint of sourness in her heart, "Your little girlfriend is in Canada?"

  Tan Shu Mo put the phone back in his pocket and nodded slightly.

  Han Xi Xue squeezed out a smile and jokingly asked: "I heard you're going to wait for her for two years, little girl has a lot of time to play."

  He looked deeply into Han Xixi's eyes, and Han Xixi was forced to look away by the sharpness in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, smiled slightly, and felt very good: "She stayed there for two years, who says I can't go over?"

  Han Xi Xie looked up at him with a confident and smiling expression, she knew that Tan Shu Mo was indeed this kind of person, who would go all out to fight for what he wanted, this was him, unfortunately not for her.

  She thought to herself that she couldn't do this, talking about books and ink should be able to use a tenth of what she used on Zhao Shuiguan on herself, she was also willing, fortunately, she was open-minded enough, women, why bother, love should make people beautiful, not ugly.

  She thought so, waved her hand and walked towards the hall, saying: "Remember to give me a wedding invitation when you get married, I won't give any gift money! Heartbroken!"

  It's settled then. A woman like her, beautiful and intelligent, discussing books and literature is a waste of eyesight. In high spirits, she strides forward with big steps.

  Tan Shu Mo gazed at her back, leaning against the windowsill, crossing his legs and smiling softly.

  In the distance, the bride and groom were standing for a toast. He looked at them like that, not without envy, to be honest, he was also looking forward to such a day.

  Marrying, hand in hand, growing old together. If it were her, he would definitely smile with the corners of his mouth raised high and say firmly: "YES, I DO!"

  In fact, the talk about books and ink arrived much earlier than expected. In April, the investment bank that applied for gave an offer very quickly, and the visa came down quickly. He immediately booked a ticket and booked a hotel. Finally departed.

  He had made up his mind to accompany her when she left, it just took some time to find a job. His British education and Chinese work experience needed an offer in North America, the waiting time was a bit long.

  This is also the reason why he didn't let her contact him. She really thought that he would let her fight alone for two or three years, but in fact, he couldn't bear to let go. However, since she was new here, it's inevitable that she would miss home and regret it. At that time, contacting him would be even more difficult, and it wouldn't be easy to integrate into the new life and adapt to the new environment. So, he gave her time to temper herself alone, and when she was almost done, he figured it was also his turn.

  All of this is a painstaking effort for someone like Tan Shu Mo, who considers everything carefully and sets up every step for her.

  The plane flew from China to Canada along the Earth's rotation trajectory and arrived quickly.

  All the way, he held the address of the postcard she sent, walked past her school, walked past the shrubbery she passed by, and brushed shoulders with the old man who might have known her running, all the way, full of joy.

  Her trajectory, he slowly walked through.

  Standing at the door of her house, he rubbed his brow, knocked on the door, and no one answered. He looked at the time, 3 pm, and estimated that she was in class, so he leaned against the railing in front of her door to wait. An old man walking a golden retriever passed by, waving at him, and he nodded with a smile.

  In April, Canada is still colder than back home, but everything starts to come back to life. The wind blows through the branches, making a "rustling" sound. At her doorstep, a small cat slowly walks through the trees beside it, looking back at him, this massive creature leaning against the fence with the corner of its mouth curled up.

  After a while, it actually started snowing, April sky, drifting snow is a very normal thing in Canada.

  That day, Zhao Shuiguan and Su Shan returned home, all the way discussing their papers, complaining that the teacher was too strict, complaining that it was still snowing in April. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw a tall figure standing upright, and immediately stopped, wanting to rub their eyes, not daring to believe... Suddenly, they didn't know what to say.

  Su Shan looked at Zhao Shui Guang's stunned expression and was also a bit bewildered. How did he come back, and suddenly there was an extremely handsome guy in front of the house? Had she failed her recent exams?

  Zhao Shuiguang walked to the door of his home many times, and had imagined that if he stood at the door, smiled and said: "I'm here, little fool." What would be the scene, she just thought so, and her heart would warm up.

  But never thought that such an idea would have a day to come true, snowflakes fell on the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, with a cool and wet feeling, she suddenly felt that all this was like a dream, meeting him, going to Canada, or coming back this time, standing here, it's all like a long dream!

  Time has passed for too long, there have been too many twists and turns, I've been to too many places, seen too many people, it's all become unreal.

  He stood up straight, in the snow-covered ground, smiling at her, stepping down the stairs and walking slowly towards her. She also walked step by step, his face becoming clearer, both in memory and now.

  Until this moment, he stretched out his hands, and the warm palms warmed her cheeks. Her pupils reflected his handsome face, slender eyelashes, slight tremble, and faint purple under his eyes. She understood his exhaustion along the way.

  "Teacher Tan..."

  He raised his delicate eyebrows, and his eyes sparkled as he said, "May I ask when I will become a teacher?"

  She felt embarrassed, blushed and lowered her head.

  That day was a bit too tacky, the sky actually floated cotton candy-like small snowflakes, gently falling on his dark green hair, warm and moist eyebrows, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

  He reached out to wipe away the ice crystals on her head, his scorching palm cradling her skull, she closed her eyes, and his burning lips came down, the snowflakes melting instantly between their tightly pressed lips.

  On another hemisphere, lovers are embracing each other tightly, snowflakes fluttering, blooming in that most beautiful moment.