College students read at night
Some days pass in the blink of an eye and then miss forever. It is said that there must be an echo of the thought, but now the echo is also silent...
1
"Wen Jie, why don't you pack up your things and go home?" The roommate asked as he cleaned up.
"Well, haha, I'm not going, I'm in my bedroom." Wen Jie replied sheepishly.
"You don't want to go home, it's fine." The roommate said again.
Wen Jie did not answer the phone again, returned to the bed by herself, and went to chase the drama alone. She wanted to make up for the void in her heart with a TV series. However, her eyes slowly became hollow.
Where does she miss home? It's just that the family is not in the local area, and it is difficult to buy tickets, so I have to stay in school for the holidays.
She eased up and shook her head, not letting herself be confused. I thought secretly in my heart: "I didn't want to be at home, and my mother has always taken care of me when I go back, but now, I am alone in the bedroom without restraint." ”
As night falls, the stars light up, illuminating the way home for late pedestrians.
The temperature slowly dropped, Wen Jie shivered, how small she was in the bedroom alone, a little scared, and she timidly went to sleep.
The hazy drowsiness had just come, but the stomach that was not in contention was hurting. She tossed around in bed and didn't dare to go to the infirmary alone.
She rummaged through her contacts, but put down her phone in disappointment. Yeah, everyone's going home, who can help themselves?
"Drip by drop", a rapid telephone ringtone came into the ear. The bright light emitted by the screen illuminated the whole room.
Caught in her eye was the "Queen of Idleness", who was hysterical and picked up the phone.
"Hey, baby, is it a holiday today?" Did you eat on time? You can't go home mom misses you, we sent you some delicious past. By the way, are the clothes you're wearing cold? Do you still have money to spend? ”
Wen Jie did not know which question to answer for a while, followed by a wave of grievances, she recalled that before, her mother was nagging a little, but it was all good for herself. But he wanted to run away from her, did not listen to her advice, and came to study so far away alone.
Wen Jie sucked in her nose and whimpered back: "Mom, I miss you too." ”
Emotions still erupted in tears and came out of the frame...
"It turns out that my mother's concern is always cold or not, whether I am hungry or not, my father is concerned about whether the money is enough to spend, and I am still the girl who misses home when she is wronged."
2
"Essence and phenomena are distinct and opposed to each other, mainly in..." The teacher's voice gushed endlessly from the podium.
Jiayin held her little head in her hand, and her eyes stayed on the street lamp swaying in the wind outside the window.
"Ah~" The voice roared. Jiayin was also shocked, looking up at the dark classroom around her with her small head, and muttered: "It turns out that the university will also have a power outage."
"Okay, let's stop here for today's lesson, and everyone can go back to the dormitory." The teacher said helplessly.
In the dark classroom, the lights of mobile phones lit up one after another, and everyone got up and left one by one. Jiayin watched the lights leave with the crowd, and her heart felt a loss for no reason.
"Jiayin, let's go back." The roommate said kindly to Jiayin.
Jiayin refused, she enjoyed the darkness alone, enjoyed the loneliness, and perhaps at some point she was back to that warm and fearless time.
"Everyone, turn the exercise book to page 58, and today we will talk about the questions that everyone often gets wrong." The teacher frowned and said.
"There's a power outage." The students began to talk to each other.
Some took the opportunity to chat about gossip, some discussed how to run out, some prayed not to call, some...
"Repairs are underway, please wait a little while..." The radio kept repeating.
"Cough cough" The teacher coughed, and everyone bowed their heads like a child who had done something wrong and quieted down.
"What are you doing sitting on, and why aren't you running?" Everyone rushed to the door as they did today, but this time they ran, and there were no lights in the classroom, but they were full of laughter.
Everyone ran wildly, lest they be caught and go back to class when they called, in this tense and fierce senior year, a break was a gift from heaven.
Everyone laughed, shouted, and watched, struggling to escape the clutches of this senior year, like a small grass breaking through the soil in the spring.
Looking back, the people in the classroom had finished walking, and she looked at the flickering street lamp again. Whisper: "It's time to go back." ”
The third year of high school, which we once resisted incomparably, now occasionally miss the youth that was warm and fearless of the years.
Occasionally nostalgic for those who see and see the test questions, those who sit in the classroom, undistracted, and the time when they are always hostile, have a clear goal, are not anxious or confused.
The regret of life may be that a person cannot have youth and feelings about youth at the same time.
END
I don't know if I added a beautiful filter to the memories, or if I really had a contrast, I always felt that my former self was happier than I am now.
Author | Li Xin
Edit | Yang Qinyu
Audit | Wang Longlong
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