"Ahem...... Thirsty, thirsty!" his throat was hot and uncomfortable, and his stomach was tumbling.

Deadwood struggled to open his eyes, dazed, unable to see anything, turned over and touched around, looking for water to drink, but found nothing.

The dead wood looked around, and it was black, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Deadwood took out his phone with difficulty, a little dazzling, and after getting used to it, he glanced at the time: 3:16 in the morning.

Deadwood got up, and by the faint light of his phone, he staggered to the door and turned on the light switch.

The bright lights drove out the darkness and everything brightened.

The roommates were lying in a corpse-like sleeping position, and two of them were still lying on the floor and snoring.

Deadwood smiled helplessly, poured a glass of water from the thermos, and drank two sips randomly, the water temperature was a little cold, but it just solved the urgent need, and the throat was moisturized by water, which was much more comfortable.

Deadwood looked at the two people on the floor, and with great effort, helped the two "lying corpses" on the floor to the bed.

Deadwood turned off the light and groped his way to the bed, but he couldn't sleep, and his heart was inexplicably irritable. When I closed my eyes, scenes flashed in my mind, and my mind became a pot of porridge.

Deadwood took a deep breath, calmed down, stopped his cranky thoughts, and began to think seriously.

There are eight people in the dormitory, Secretary Kang and Chairman Han stay in school with pay to deal with the affairs of the Youth League Committee and the Student Union, Yang Shechang's family has a relationship and has arranged work, and the rest of the people have also contacted the work in advance, just him and Xiao Jun's eyes are black, his parents are honest and duty, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and they are helpless in the metropolis. I am addicted to games every day and I haven't looked for a job in advance, so I can't find a Buddha's foot hold temporarily.

The decadent days of college, achieving nothing, learning nothing, three years, passing in a hurry, do you regret it?

Honestly, a little, but what can be done?

The school is an island that protects students and isolates society.

What should you do with all the time you spend doing nothing?

In the past, I only knew about learning and learning, and fractions, but after scores lost their meaning, what should I do?

What can you do but study?

Go out and have no money, confused, decadent, helpless...... I had to use games to numb myself.

It always feels like a long time, and the blink of an eye is about to separate.

Starting tomorrow, I will bid farewell to the campus and enter the society, stepping into a broader unknown world, and the road ahead is confused.

What awaits you?

What is the way forward?

In a trance, the past became clearer:

Scenario 1:

A plainly dressed woman pulls a little boy who can just walk, the little boy's immature little hand holds the wicker, the woman holds the little boy's little hand holding the wicker, whips a man who is also plainly dressed, and keeps muttering: "Make you useless, let you not make money." The man squatted on the ground, nibbling on the raw cabbage in his hand and muffled without saying a word.

Scenario 2:

On the rugged mountain road, a little boy of four or five years old ran in a panic, looking back from time to time. Behind her was a middle-aged woman in her forties, carrying a short wooden stick with two fingers thick in her hand, with a fierce and vicious face, panting and roaring: "Little rabbit, don't go to school well, don't let me catch it." ”

Scenario 3:

In the principal's office of the elementary school, in front of the majestic and kind principal, a middle-aged woman in messy clothes was carrying a third-grade boy in her hand, the little boy kept fluttering his hands, trying to break free, the majestic principal slapped over, the little boy didn't know where the power surged up, pulled down the middle-aged woman and ran out of the school, and the middle-aged woman who fell to the ground looked bitter and helpless.

At the school meeting three days later, the principal pulled the anxious little boy to stand on the stage and solemnly announced: In the future, he will cover this little boy, and if there is anything to do with him, he will come to him directly, and whoever bullies him should pay attention to himself. Since then, the little boy has never skipped school.

Scenario 4:

In the second year of junior high school, the little boy saw his parents at home who were sick and reluctant to take medicine, and the little boy who had 100 living expenses a month saved 400 for his parents in half a semester, but he fainted because of malnutrition and was admitted to the hospital. After the little boy recovered from his illness, he looked at the medical expenses of almost 5,000 and cried for several days, and since then the little boy has never gone on a hunger strike, but there is a little boy who works in the winter and summer vacations.

Scenario 5:

At the end of the college entrance examination, the little boy who had always been at the top was unexpectedly named Sun Shan, and he was reluctant to repeat it. The parents hated iron and steel, and they were angry, but they didn't say anything, and tearfully hid from the little boy and secretly enrolled the little boy in a junior college and paid the tuition. The little boy was distressed about the tuition fee and had no choice but to go to a junior college. However, no one knew that the little boy deliberately failed the exam, he just wanted to go out early to work and earn money to reduce the burden on his parents.

……

"Dead wood, dead wood, the sun is drying your ass!

Deadwood had difficulty breathing, was awakened, and as soon as he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Xiao Jun pinching his nose.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~"

Deadwood hurriedly pulled away his hands that were pinching his nose and breathed in a big gulp of fresh air: "You girl, you are murdering for money! ”

"Haha, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. At first glance, you kid is the life of the thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise. Xiao Jun quipped.

"You're the scourge, you're the turtle bastard. Deadwood scolded with a smile and said: "Usually when we don't go to class, we sleep together until three poles in the sun, the sun basks our buttocks, and we can't get up if we don't die of hunger, what's the matter with calling me up in such a hurry today?"

"Deadwood, I'm sorry!" Xiao Jun said with a twist and a panic: "My family asked me to go back to develop, and I have to leave soon, and I can't accompany you." ”

"Look at you, a dignified man, crying like a girl, I'm still alive, and I'm not a burp and I'll never see you again. Deadwood said while putting on his clothes: "Did the car come, my brother was merciful today, helped you carry it, and quickly cleared your inventory for the past three years from the dormitory, it's too much of an eyesore." ”

"You're a girl, your whole family is a girl. Besides, who is crying, it's just that I drank a little too much yesterday and my eyes are uncomfortable. Xiao Jun said-for-tat, and suddenly his tone eased: "The car has arrived at the school gate." ”

"What's the ink when the car comes? Deadwood picked up the box and ran out.

"No, no, I can move it myself, and I just told you to get up and say goodbye to you. Xiao Jun waved his hand and said.

"I've already gotten up, it's okay to be idle, and besides, two people can't move faster than one. Deadwood said with a smile.

……

After working for more than half an hour, the two finally moved everything into the car, Xiao Jun sat in the car, his head stretched out of the car, and waved goodbye: "Keep in touch, I will miss you." Watching the car carrying Xiao Jun go away, gradually moving away, the figure of the dead wood waving his hand was silent and lonely in the dust raised by the car.

Deadwood couldn't remember how he got back to the dormitory, but he walked and walked until he looked up and reached the dormitory door.

Deadwood unlocked the door and stepped into the dormitory, looking at the empty dormitory, his heart was empty.

The joy of the past, the laughter of the past still echoed in the ears, but now there is no one but himself.

"Hey, they're all gone, they're all gone~"

Dead wood lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, is a new beginning, there is still a long way to go, it is time to think about it.

Work, dead wood as early as the third year of junior high school has contact, every winter and summer vacation dead wood go out to work, because the time is short and to manage the accommodation and easy to join, the hotel electronics factory these places have become the best choice. Whether it's a waiter, a food server, a security guard or an electronics factory, Deadwood is handy. However, although it is easy to enter the manual work of restaurants and electronics factories, these jobs can be done by individuals, and there is not much room for promotion, and they can't learn anything, and the salary is not very good. Some other work does not care about room and board, the meal is easy to solve, where there is no shortage of restaurants, it is really not good, you can cook and eat by yourself, the urgent need is to solve the accommodation first, there is a foothold, there is a haven, there is a home, in order to expand the territory and show your strength to create your own glory.

Just do it, "flutter" dead wood jumped up from the bed, got on the bus at the school gate and rushed to the city.

……

The city is busy at night, the lights are brilliant, the dead wood is alone, walking on the street alone, touching the only 30 yuan left in his pocket, looking at the WeChat balance of the mobile phone, the number less than 300, my heart is full of helplessness and sadness.

"Hey, let's go back to the dormitory for the night today, and hopefully catch the last bus." Deadwood walked briskly towards the bus stop.

In front of the bus stop sign, there were a few people standing sparsely, and the dead wood found a place to rest for a while. Busy and busy, running for a day, his legs were sore and numb, and the dead wood clenched his hands into fists and hammered gently.

"Don't leave the last bus, or you'll have to sleep on the streets today. ”

Tick, tick~

As the minutes passed, Deadwood had already stopped hammering his legs, stood in front of the bus stop, kept looking at the time on his mobile phone, and stared at the direction of the bus.

It's been more than half an hour, and the last bus still hasn't come.

"Wait a little longer, just a while, if you can't come over in ten minutes, I'll go to the couch of the Internet café for one night tonight." Deadwood thought!

"Toot ~ Toot ~ " accompanied by a pleasant and beautiful melody, a burst of lights flashed, and the last train was late.

The Deadwood Monkey rushed up. "It's okay, it's okay, the last train is in time!" Deadwood sat on the bus and looked at the bus stop sign that was gradually moving away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The last bus slowly drove in the direction of the school~