September is the season for school, and I am no exception. It was just dawn. I left home alone with my luggage alone. I did not wake up anyone. It was not rebellious or pretentious, but separation. It was inevitable that I felt a little sad. Whether it was them or me, I didn’t want to cry, let alone make them cry.
I stood at the busy school gate, watching the whole family surrounded a girl like offering sacrifices to Buddhas. I felt like I was out of place with this world
My dad once suggested sending me to school with his family, but I refused. I couldn't live under the wings of my parents all my life. It's time to fly alone, and university is my first stop.
Before school started, I checked the information of this university, knowing where the dormitory is, where classes are held, and where roommates come from.
In the past, I heard others brag about how free and beautiful college was, it was heaven.
But in fact, universities are a melting pot that will hone the elite, but the remaining dregs are more of useless waste materials, and the kind that doesn't even have the chance to rebuild them.
After listening to the clichés that were as long as templates of the old professors, they went back to the dormitory to chat and fuck the roommates, talked about their interesting stories in high school, and were both angry at the shortcomings of this university.
What followed was military training. The world's military training is probably the same. The camouflage uniforms are always not fit, either tight or loose, and the military shoes are always too big. Only by placing small wings can you barely wear them.
The instructors are all young, some are even younger than me. Fortunately, they are quite dedicated, and there is no such shocking incident in which the instructor confesses to the students.
Taking advantage of my active performance during military training, I found an insignificant position in the class. The school’s student union began to accept new positions. I was not willing to go to the interview. One round, two rounds, and three rounds. After layers of screening, I finally became a clerk in the student union.
The so-called work is really a worker. Whenever there is an activity, the seniors and seniors will send us a text message and a phone call to tell us to move tents, tables, and venues.
When I returned to the dormitory, I was almost tired and wanted to take a shower and go to bed, but a message from my girlfriend forced me to hold back my sleep and pick up my phone, chat with her, and relieve her pressure on the exam.
But the content of the chat is all about unnutrition, such as what you did today and who you met, and what are you doing in the first sentence every day?
, Every day is good night
Over time, I became a little bored. This feeling is like a primary school student handing in homework and completing daily tasks.
I took the lead in breaking up. She was a little surprised and told me not to joke, but I had decided to let her study hard in the senior year and strive to get into a good university
When I deleted her friend and put her phone on the blacklist, the world finally became quiet. I regretted it a little afterwards. This was probably an impulse punishment, but I would never beg for a reunion.
A week after the breakup, she added my friend with a small account. I thought about it and agreed. We no longer chatted every day like before. When I saw her news, I was idle and I only replied occasionally.
One day, my mother suddenly sent me a video call from my mobile phone. I would call home every week, but it was the first time I contacted by WeChat. Did my mother plan to monitor my life in my circle of friends?
After pressing the confirmation button, the screen is not the mother's face, but a smiling little face
Brother, I miss you!
I miss you too, Mimi
Brother, is college fun?
Very fun
Then why are you doing a bitter face? Have you been dumped by your girlfriend?
My sister hit the point, leaving me speechless
Brother, why don't you talk anymore? Did I guess right?
My sister's gloating look made me want to cross the screen and knock on her little head
You guessed halfway, I dumped her
That brother has no girlfriend now! She said excitedly.
right
My sister shouted quickly: Mom, mom, I'll tell you a good news, my brother has broken up
What! Su Mu, are you stuck in the door? Do you know that it’s hard to find a girlfriend now? You still break up, who gives you the courage! Why did I give you this stupid son... My mother snatched my phone and scolded me, and I didn’t even dare to raise my head
My mother said she was tired, so I quietly looked up at the screen and found that my sister covered her mouth and laughed secretly like a little devil, her little shoulders trembled, so cute
I stood at the busy school gate, watching the whole family surrounded a girl like offering sacrifices to Buddhas. I felt like I was out of place with this world
My dad once suggested sending me to school with his family, but I refused. I couldn't live under the wings of my parents all my life. It's time to fly alone, and university is my first stop.
Before school started, I checked the information of this university, knowing where the dormitory is, where classes are held, and where roommates come from.
In the past, I heard others brag about how free and beautiful college was, it was heaven.
But in fact, universities are a melting pot that will hone the elite, but the remaining dregs are more of useless waste materials, and the kind that doesn't even have the chance to rebuild them.
After listening to the clichés that were as long as templates of the old professors, they went back to the dormitory to chat and fuck the roommates, talked about their interesting stories in high school, and were both angry at the shortcomings of this university.
What followed was military training. The world's military training is probably the same. The camouflage uniforms are always not fit, either tight or loose, and the military shoes are always too big. Only by placing small wings can you barely wear them.
The instructors are all young, some are even younger than me. Fortunately, they are quite dedicated, and there is no such shocking incident in which the instructor confesses to the students.
Taking advantage of my active performance during military training, I found an insignificant position in the class. The school’s student union began to accept new positions. I was not willing to go to the interview. One round, two rounds, and three rounds. After layers of screening, I finally became a clerk in the student union.
The so-called work is really a worker. Whenever there is an activity, the seniors and seniors will send us a text message and a phone call to tell us to move tents, tables, and venues.
When I returned to the dormitory, I was almost tired and wanted to take a shower and go to bed, but a message from my girlfriend forced me to hold back my sleep and pick up my phone, chat with her, and relieve her pressure on the exam.
But the content of the chat is all about unnutrition, such as what you did today and who you met, and what are you doing in the first sentence every day?
, Every day is good night
Over time, I became a little bored. This feeling is like a primary school student handing in homework and completing daily tasks.
I took the lead in breaking up. She was a little surprised and told me not to joke, but I had decided to let her study hard in the senior year and strive to get into a good university
When I deleted her friend and put her phone on the blacklist, the world finally became quiet. I regretted it a little afterwards. This was probably an impulse punishment, but I would never beg for a reunion.
A week after the breakup, she added my friend with a small account. I thought about it and agreed. We no longer chatted every day like before. When I saw her news, I was idle and I only replied occasionally.
One day, my mother suddenly sent me a video call from my mobile phone. I would call home every week, but it was the first time I contacted by WeChat. Did my mother plan to monitor my life in my circle of friends?
After pressing the confirmation button, the screen is not the mother's face, but a smiling little face
Brother, I miss you!
I miss you too, Mimi
Brother, is college fun?
Very fun
Then why are you doing a bitter face? Have you been dumped by your girlfriend?
My sister hit the point, leaving me speechless
Brother, why don't you talk anymore? Did I guess right?
My sister's gloating look made me want to cross the screen and knock on her little head
You guessed halfway, I dumped her
That brother has no girlfriend now! She said excitedly.
right
My sister shouted quickly: Mom, mom, I'll tell you a good news, my brother has broken up
What! Su Mu, are you stuck in the door? Do you know that it’s hard to find a girlfriend now? You still break up, who gives you the courage! Why did I give you this stupid son... My mother snatched my phone and scolded me, and I didn’t even dare to raise my head
My mother said she was tired, so I quietly looked up at the screen and found that my sister covered her mouth and laughed secretly like a little devil, her little shoulders trembled, so cute
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