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I'm glad if you come.

It's raining and snowflakes are spinning in the air like goose feathers. Pedestrians on the road have different faces. Some people complain that the weather is so good that it rains and snows. Some people are as happy as children, shouting "it's snowing, it's snowing, as if to tell everyone that it's snowing."

At the moment, Ye Yi Anthracene is lying in front of Xiao Mu's desk by the window. Her mood is as complicated as the weather. The weather in the south has always been mild, so this scene of goose feather and heavy snow is really rare.

Ye Yi Anthracene likes snow very much. She always fantasizes about walking under the heavy snow all over the sky and quietly listening to the sound of falling snow. She doesn't care how far she goes or where she goes. When she looked back, she felt very happy. Now, however, she has no interest in enjoying the snow scene, and seems to be anxious about something. ...

When I got to the classroom in the morning, there was no one in the classroom because it was still early. Ye Yi anthracene keeps her books and articles in order. Suddenly, the boy sitting behind her said to her, "Ye Yi Anthracene, I predict it will snow today. Can you believe it? Ye Yi Anthracene smiled shallowly, thinking that although the weather is not very good today, it won't snow. Then she replied to Wang Chen, "I don't believe it unless the sun rises in the west.

Wang Chen didn't say much, but stuffed a small note for her to read after school. With the drums, the class began. Ye Yi Anthracene really obediently opened the note on the way home from school in the afternoon, which read, "If it snows today, wait for you under the big camphor tree beside Changting Street. Look at the dust.

Ye Yi Anthracene looks at the sky, there is no sign of weather change, and there will be no so-called snow. She thought it might just be a joke.

On my way home, I passed the camphor tree, which is very big and has been 100 years. It is also very famous in the local area, so as long as we say camphor tree, we all know that it refers to this kind of tree, which is located between Anthracene's home and Xiang's home, but their homes are not far apart, about 10 minutes away. Ye Yi Anthracene stayed for a while and then went home.

At home, my parents haven't come back yet. Ye Yi Anthracene is a self-disciplined person. She never has to worry about her homework, but her grades are not particularly outstanding. She's just average. She is the kind of unknown person in the class. She doesn't like acting, obscurity and furtive work. As soon as she got home, she took out the homework assigned by her teacher and wrote it on Xiao Mu's desk with a retro atmosphere. Her desk is near the window. This is ...

It is written that it suddenly began to rain, and the oblique rain gently beat the window with the breeze, as if writing a beautiful tune. Ye Yi Anthracene doesn't like rainy days, because when it rains, the sky is gray, and she will feel inexplicable sadness.

Ye Yi anthracene was so absorbed that she didn't realize it was really snowing outside until she finished her homework. At this moment, she was afraid. She really can't believe it. She pinched herself, very painfully convinced that it was not a dream. She doesn't like rainy days, but she likes snow very much. At this moment, she is happy. She remembered the note that Wang Chen gave her, "If it snows today, wait for you under the camphor tree in Changting Street. She's very upset. What should I do? Will he really wait for me there? Why did he say he would wait for me there? Is there anything he wants to tell me? Or is it just a coincidence? It has just snowed, and Ye Yi Anthracene is on pins and needles at the moment. ...

Wang Chen has been looking out of the window since she got home, which surprised her mother. She asked him if there was anything good outside. Her mother has been busy sorting things out, but he is absent-minded. It suddenly began to snow white outside. he is filled with a wild ecstatic happiness. He took out a box from the bedroom drawer and left a sentence, "Mom, I went out to run an errand and turned around and left.

He ran quickly under the camphor tree and waited there, pacing back and forth. He doesn't know whether she will come. She won't think I'm joking with her. His heart is as complicated as Ye Yi Anthracene.

It's getting late and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the street. Standing under the camphor tree is very conspicuous to Wang Chen. A passing acquaintance asked him why you didn't come home so late. He smiled and said nothing, so I'll be right back.

Waiting is a long process, especially for someone who you don't know whether she will come or not. He muttered to Wang Chen's mouth, "I'm glad if you come;" If you don't come, I will continue to wait.