A street lamp can't illuminate the dark night of the city, a song of death can't tell the love of this life, a glass of liquor can't extinguish the melancholy in my heart, and a piece of paper has passed the years, but it has aged the face of obsessiveness under the moon.

After Han Chen finished teaching painting, he stayed for a while before leaving, and saw that the time was already twenty-two o'clock in the night, and there were only a few people walking on the street, all hurrying home.

The yellowish street lamps shine on the passers-by returning home as usual on a hazy rainy night.

He strolled through the rainy night with his umbrella, one hand in his trouser pocket, touching the salary he had just received, because it was a Monday settlement, and today Monday was just the last week's salary.

At the intersection of the direction of Shida, there happened to be a bank, he walked into the bank anyway, took out his card, and inquired at the ATM, the part-time job in the past few weeks has only more than 1,000 savings.

Walking on the road, he called his father, it was already late at night, his father had not slept yet, and he was still correcting his homework under the lamp, he could think of his father's lonely back under the lamp.

Hanging up the phone, he sighed, he didn't know when this life would get better, he didn't know when his uncle lying on the hospital bed would wake up, only when he woke up intact, his life could have a new beginning, otherwise he wouldn't forgive him in this life, and he couldn't forgive himself.

The most lively Shida overpass is also quiet at this moment, there is no noise, no propaganda of the store, and no bargaining quarrels.

He walked a little cautiously, because he could hear his footsteps on the overpass, and he was afraid that the footsteps would tell him that he was alone, and he was afraid of this loneliness, of being alone.

The gate of the campus was closed, and he was in the guard room with the access card, as if he was discussing something with the doorman, and in a minute or two, the doorman opened the door for him, and he immediately shuttled into the campus.

There are no pedestrians on the campus, the gray night sky is still drizzling, and the willows, plane trees, and ginkgo trees on the campus are all spreading their green leaves.

Looking downstairs at the dormitory, there was a glimmer of light, which was on for him, which was the most fortunate thing for him, and every night when he came back, there were always people waiting for him in the dormitory, and the light was always turned on for him.

When he returned to the dormitory wet, none of the three roommates slept, they were all sitting on their own beds, discussing their own lives and their own sorrows.

Seeing him walk in, the brother on the top bunk dropped the towel directly from under the bed and told him to quickly wipe his hair.

He grinned and grabbed the towel, wiped his hair very neatly, changed his clothes and began to wash, and he only found out when he was lying on the bed. Everyone hadn't slept yet, and they were still in good spirits.

He suddenly looked at them a little strangely and asked, "Why don't you sleep today?"

"Hey"

"Hey"

"Hey"

The three of them at different times emitted the same emotion, as if this life had no meaning.

"What's going on, what's going on?" he was lying down, and suddenly sat up a little excitedly.

"I was going to end my college life in one year, and suddenly I realized that I had nothing left for myself in the past two years, except for the increase in my age. The classmates on the top bunk were covering their faces and sighing.

"I'm different, not only have I gotten older, but I've also lost my girlfriend, so not only did I lose it, but I also lost it, and I was left with a bunch of useless train tickets. The classmate who slept opposite Han Chen also began to sigh.

Han Chen didn't speak, just listened carefully to their nagging, everyone has endless suffering, and there are also pleasures that others can't enjoy.

"Han Chen, your math is also very good, do you want me to introduce you to a part-time job, that is, you go to tutor math on weekends, and the salary is 100 yuan an hour." The classmate was asking Han Chen if he still needed a part-time job, because for a student like him, there must be no problem if he tutored a math student part-time.

He agreed to his classmate without thinking about it, because he was thinking that he could find a part-time job to do on the weekend, but he didn't expect that his classmate had already found it for him.

He was extremely happy, and he was not stingy with his thanks at all, and said more than a dozen "thank you" to his classmates in a row!"

After a round of thanks, everyone finally unanimously agreed to lie down on the bed and sleep.

"Dream dreams, you have to sleep more, dream more, so that you can dream!" The students in the upper bunk did not forget to deliberately say a few funny words before going to sleep.

He tossed and turned in bed for a while and still couldn't sleep, his eyes were sleepy and he couldn't open, but his mind was awake and couldn't sleep.

He turned the light of his mobile phone to the darkest, and he was silently browsing his mobile phone, always wanting to click on her QQ, to see if she had any new news, and to see if she was okay.

But every time I click in, the state is the same, her QQ is always the same, there has never been any dynamic update, and the little penguin has never been lit, every time it is gray.

In the same city, a bus can solve the distance, but he didn't have the courage to face it, he didn't dare to walk in front of her eyes, for fear of bringing her harm and pain, so he chose to watch silently from a distance behind him and never appear in front of her.

Looking at the green photos in their own space, under the hemp willow tree by the river, next to the flower bed at school, and under the acacia tree in the playground, they are everywhere, leaving their green faces.

"You haven't slept yet?" asked the classmate on the other side in a low voice, as if he was frightened by this voice, he immediately put down his mobile phone and whispered: "I'm sorry, I made a noise to you." ”

He sat up, leaned himself on a pillow, and clasped his hands on his head as if in pain.

"It's not you who quarrel with me, I haven't fallen asleep, there are too many things in my head. He and Han Chen couldn't sleep, so they simply sat up and chatted.

He told Han Chen that he received a call from home yesterday, telling him that his grandmother was sick and that he wanted to go home and visit his grandmother, but his grandmother didn't want him to go back, saying that he would delay his studies.

Grandma is the person who loves him the most since he was a child, and he is also his grandmother the most, but grandma hopes that he can study hard, have a good job in the future, and have a better life in the future.

We are always like this, we like to think a lot about our loved ones, but we never think about whether this is what he wants.