The familiar sound of rain woke him up from his sleep. He gently put on his clothes and got out of bed, tiptoed to the window, and carefully opened the curtains, where thin raindrops were quietly beating on the glass and slowly sliding down the glass.

The fog outside the window was thick, and the dim light from the street came through, pouring on the window, shrouding the windowsill in a hazy mist.

Everything on campus stood quietly in the rain, and at midnight everything was still except the sound of the rain.

Gently pushing open the window, the fresh air, like a cool stream, slowly flowed over.

At this moment, he wondered if there was anyone else who was like him in this quiet night, with the window open, savoring the ethereal spirit of flowing water.

The sound of the rain makes people vaguely feel something, and it seems that they can't feel anything, between the presence and nothingness, the quiet calmness, and the joy of moving.

Unconsciously, he washed away the dirt covering his heart and forgot about the chase on campus, which also made him return to that indifference and calmness.

He looked at his roommates who were asleep in the dormitory, and he kept losing sleep and thinking about it at this juncture when the holiday was about to end.

He also didn't understand what he was thinking or maybe what he wanted in the future.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, no matter how late it was, as long as he couldn't sleep, he would call Han Chen without hesitation and talk about the depression in his heart, but today he didn't want to call.

Maybe this is a move of growing up and maturing, and no matter how big things are, I don't want to confide in them, and I just want to digest them quietly alone.

In the past two years of college, he never nagged a word to the girls in the class, and everyone in the class said that he was a weirdo.

It's time for the holiday again, and he wants to stay in Guiyang and go back if he doesn't want to take the holiday, because she is here.

From high school to college, there has always been a person in his heart, someone he can't help but want to care about, someone he has always been willing to talk about with her, and the only person who makes him willing to give up everything to accompany him.

It's just that he didn't expect that one day when he was talking about this girl with his best friend, he saw a different smile on the face of the three friends, as if he was listening to his own story.

Han Chen also talked to him about a girl, he said: "That girl is not gentle, nor is she a lady, she usually likes to be big, she always likes to hug unevenly, and she always dresses casually but very cleanly." ”

This girl is also someone he can't help but want to protect, and he feels that there is always an abnormal magic in her that attracts him.

When he knew that his good friend Han Chen and he were in love with the same girl, he was thinking about the person his brother liked, how could I like it too.

Since then, he has avoided meeting her. I closed my heart to death, and I didn't want to open it after going to college for two years.

Until he saw her again in Guiyang, his heart surged, and he felt distressed when she watched her bear all this.

But when he knew that Han Chen didn't want to go back on vacation, he hesitated again, whether he should stay, and whether his stay would bring inconvenience to her life.

Before he could clear his thoughts, the sky outside was slowly opening up in the sound of rain.

The roommates are also starting to get up one after another, and the campus is already full of people who are constantly walking.

Some are still eating breakfast in a hurry, some are desperately hurrying, and some are holding two or three books in their hands and hurrying through the playground of the campus to the teaching building.

The rain continued to fall, and he looked at the desk calendar on the table, she was on the morning shift today.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and was engrossed in editing text messages, "It's raining, it's cold, wear more clothes to go out, remember to bring an umbrella?"

Soon he received a serene reply, "I'm already at the supermarket, and I'm especially grateful for the rain today, otherwise I'd have been kicked out to set up a table." There are also two funny expressions in the back.

He looked at the phone and giggled for a while, but did not reply, put the phone in his trouser pocket again, quickly washed up, put on his coat and ran to the classroom.

Maybe this is the unrecognized journey in his heart, and he just wants her to be a companion on the journey.