Yinglong still remembers the experience of running between the examination rooms when he was looking for a job, and those slowly fading times still make him remember them.

In the face of the upcoming exam, Yinglong is like a great enemy, and there is a feeling of revisiting the college entrance examination.

It's not easy to get a good grade, and although the review materials are not particularly esoteric, it's not easy to memorize them.

However, the time to review at home is always boring and boring, which inevitably makes him a little messy.

He seems to be back in the past, when the desk that once left him "hanging his head over the beam and his hair piercing", the messy table was once cleaned up, and now it is full of books.

Yinglong had flipped through the exam materials several times, and the book was full of marks, and at this moment his mind was full of all kinds of accumulation of knowledge, like a crowded warehouse.

Sometimes, in his sleep, he found himself sitting in the examination room, sweating profusely, solving complex problems one after another.

Looking around, a room full of students were scribbling, and the invigilator stood at the back of the classroom, patrolling back and forth with his hands behind his back.

At this time, a teacher stood in front of Yinglong's desk, looking down at his scroll and was silent.

Yinglong was still writing his answer with his head down, and he didn't dare to look up at the teacher, nor did he dare to ask the teacher to leave his seat.

Although the teacher would make him nervous at this time and affect his performance, he did not dare to say a word.

And this situation can only make him anxious, his mouth is dry, and he sits there dumbfounded, holding the pen motionless, and cold sweat breaks out.

Yinglong was in a stalemate with the teacher, and after ten minutes passed, the invigilator slowly moved his pace and walked to the back of the classroom.

Relieved, he continued to write with his pen.

Yinglong answered every question quickly, but time passed ten times faster than he could answer.

Soon the bell rang, and it was time to hand in the papers, but there were still two big questions on the exam papers that had not been answered!

Yinglong seized the last few minutes and wrote the ideal answer in the blank space of the test paper as quickly as he could in his life.

At this moment, a large hand reached over and ruthlessly snatched away his test paper.

Suddenly, Yinglong seemed to remember something, could it be that he forgot to write his name? No! No! Did he write it? But for a while, he couldn't remember it.

Yinglong woke up in the midst of a fierce struggle, sweating profusely and with a splitting headache.

As soon as he lifted the blanket covering his body, the electric fan was blowing at him "whirring" next to him.

Yinglong turned the fan to the highest setting, and the blades turned violently, making a "whining" sound, and the cold wind blowing through rolled up several pieces of scratch paper on the desk, blowing them to the ground, making a messy "whoosh" sound.

During that time, Yinglong often had such strange dreams, and he did not understand what they meant, or if they were a harbinger of something.

Even years later, when he was taking the engineer exam, he had a similar strange dream.

In such dreams, he will sweat profusely, relive the scenes of his school days, and also dream that the teacher will ask him to stand up and answer some inexplicable and even vague questions.

These situations in his dreams often made him embarrassed and embarrassed, and he was very disgusted with his student life.

He even wondered if he was a decadent poor student back then.

Yinglong once couldn't answer a question in class, but only when he deserted, he was called up by the teacher, which was just a warning to him.

In fact, it wasn't that Yinglong didn't know the answer, but that he didn't hear the teacher's question clearly at all, so when he stood up, of course he was at a loss.

This scene made the students snicker, and of course Yinglong didn't know how embarrassing it should be, and he was often red-faced and overwhelmed.

Some classmates quietly told Yinglong the answer on the side, but the stubborn Yinglong was angry with the teacher and refused to answer.

Therefore, Yinglong's childish behavior also overwhelmed the teacher.

During this time at home, he was simply a "night owl", sleeping late every day, and basically taking a hot shower after midnight to go to bed.

After registering for the exam, I didn't have much time to prepare.

The order of the examination room is very strict, the invigilator supervises the candidates one after the other, and when entering the room, all things are handed over and placed next to the podium, and only the necessary writing instruments are allowed to be seated.

After Yinglong answered all the questions calmly, the exam time would be better, and the scene in the dream did not appear again.

When he left the exam room, he prayed as usual for a smooth exam.

The topic is very difficult, after the appearance, Yinglong felt a little groggy in his head, his face exuded heat, and when he reached out and touched it, he was a little hot.

He felt very tired, and in order to sober himself up, Yinglong chose to walk home.

He didn't know if Shiwei had found a job, and Yinglong had already taken two exams, but he hadn't landed at all so far.

He speculated that Shiwei had left school and might be working methodically at a clean desk in some big city at the moment.

Yinglong suddenly felt a little ashamed, he had been out of school for several months now, and he was still running around on the way to apply for a job, just to find a hard-won job.

Every day, he asks himself: "The world is so big, why is there no place for me?"

Whenever he asked himself such a question, he comforted himself, "I was born to be useful!"

Before leaving school, Yinglong once thought that he had a diploma anyway, and he was a little lucky.

But when it came to the tide of competition, he realized how small he was, and even the little self-confidence he had was shattered.

At this time, Shiwei had already left the university and went to work in the south.

Shiwei packed her bags and got on the southbound train to report to the unit, and she couldn't contact Yinglong anymore, and there was no news from him.

It's a completely unfamiliar city, people speak difficult dialects, and many people speak Mandarin.

It was these Mandarin-speaking colleagues who later became Shiwei's first friends. Everyone is a Mandarin-speaking colleague, which is also convenient for communication at work.

The initial work was hard, and Shiwei paid a lot for it.

People here don't believe in tears, they only believe in whether you can do your job.

No matter how good you have been in your studies, they will put you on the same starting line as the newcomer.

Whenever Shiwei calms down, she thinks of Yinglong.

However, Yinglong left the university after the exam, and Shiwei finally failed to meet him, and until the end, she did not see Yinglong.

To be honest, Shiwei was very disappointed, she didn't know what happened to Yinglong, or if she missed the appointment for other reasons.

Shiwei felt like a person who had been kept in the dark, and without realizing it, she lost the news of Yinglong, and since then she has lived in different worlds.

With no one by her side, she is like an angel without wings, who has lost the sky to soar and has lived alone in a strange city ever since.

All the troubles can only be tasted by one person, and in the past, you could open your heart to Yinglong, even if it was some unreliable topics and complaints, you can say it with confidence, but now you have lost the shoulder you can rely on, and the comfort of being with Yinglong no longer exists.

She has experienced the difficulties of life, and although she now has a place to stay, her concern for Yinglong still lingers in her heart.

She regrets not being able to live in the same city as Yinglong and breathe the same air.

But Shiwei is worried about whether Yinglong will be able to find a job as she wishes, and now her wish has come true, but what about Yinglong?

She really wanted to tell Yinglong the news, tell him where he is now, what kind of city it is, and what kind of people and things there are.

But she couldn't find the contact book with the phone number on it, maybe she accidentally lost it before she left school.

Once, when she tried to find the little book, she searched all the corners and found no trace of it.

Therefore, Shiwei can only pour out all her thoughts to the sky in the night, praying that there will be a spider who supports her dreams to bring her wishes to the people who have been thinking about her.

I wonder if as time goes by, people will bury all their thoughts and expectations in their hearts

Deep. If a person has a lot to say but no one listens, it will slowly cease to exist

I want to say it.

Yinglong, like Shiwei, didn't have the object to confide in when he wanted to, so he had to confide in the night sky before going to bed.

They all hope that the spider who supports the dream can bring their wishes, but although the spider who trusts the dream agrees, they don't know if it can be realized.

The distance separates the people who miss them, but I don't know if they will be able to close the distance between the heart and the heart in the future.

Time is always devouring people's memories, even if the most enthusiastic people have not seen each other for many years, they will slowly feel strange, and they may not be like in the story, when they meet again after many years, they will still have no strangeness as if they have never experienced a separate time.

Time and distance test the people who once loved each other, and so are Yinglong and Shiwei, whether they still remember what they were like when they meet again many years later, and whether that heart-warming feeling will pass by in the long river of time, they have no idea at this moment.

Yinglong didn't know when he would be able to see Shiwei, but after leaving college, he never saw her again, and Shiwei knew that she was in a foreign land, and it was unrealistic to find Yinglong.

And they both lost each other's contact information, and of course there was no way to hear from each other.

Yinglong suddenly felt that love might be like a dream, and the reality might be achievable, but it might be too beautiful to be realistic.

He and Shiwei are like this, if he can help himself and Shiwei find jobs, won't this dream be realized?

However, they also have to run for life, so dreams can only be dreams.

Yinglong couldn't help but complain to himself, he didn't have the ability to solve this problem, so he and Shiwei were separated, and since then they have lost contact with each other.