[XXXVIII] 5.31 - baggage

I heard the sound of them sorting their luggage in my sleep, and at more than 10 o'clock, I had already woken up a few people, Zhimin, Xiang Feng, and Li Baowen also came to our dormitory, they were all leaving, and they had no intention of sleeping anymore, so they got up, the dormitory was out of power, and they disposed of the last books in the dormitory again and sold them for 30 yuan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten people went to Dongfanghong to eat again, and one less Tang Fuzhang went back to his hometown. Waiting for the time to serve, they still went to the game room next door to play the game, I also played a game of the King of Fighters for the first time, and Zhang Hang played, I don't understand this game, I only know that I shake the handle button and press it randomly, both hands are flexible, in the eyes of others seems to be a master, in fact, I don't know what to press, in the end Zhang Hang won by a slight advantage, I think, is he only a little stronger than this casual press after practicing for so long? Or am I talented and talented?

"I don't know when the next party will be!" sighed as he ate.

"When Liu Hui gets married!" I said, "Liu Hui will get married in two years, and when the time comes, we will go to give red envelopes, how much red envelopes will be sealed, this is a big problem!"

"Wumao!" Zhang Hang said.

"FUCK!" Liu Hui replied directly.

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After eating, we went back to the dormitory, Liu Hui and I went to pay three yuan for electricity, this is likely to be the last time to pay, but after the payment of the dormitory still did not call, it seems that the school deliberately turned off the electricity in our graduation dormitory, Liu Hui went to the dormitory management department and the electricity department to theorize, I took Liu Hui's computer to type, because I made an appointment with a friend to go to the movies at night, this matter has been said since last year, but has not been there, in high school, she knew me, but I don't know her, I have never met, and then she added me QQ chat for a few years, this is the first time to meet, and I am still looking forward to it。

The novel wrote more than 1,000 words, Liu Hui came back, with an angry face, those departments kicked the ball, refused to discharge, and pushed the responsibility to others, hearing him say this, the bedroom became angry, Zhang Hang began to sabotage, took a knife to cut the network cable, smashed the hot water bottle, and Zhimin, Xiang Feng, Li Baowen and they are leaving, Zhimin goes back to work, sells Apple computers, Xiang Feng is going home to raise wolf dogs, wolf dogs in the army, I heard that you can transfer to civil servants in the city after a few years, I think there is such a good thing, this dog is much more cost-effective than raising a girlfriend, not only does it not cost money, but also makes money as a civil servant.

Later, the three of them left together with their luggage.

"Goodbye!" I told them.

"Goodbye! Zhimin replied, and then they left, dissipating in front of the dormitory door, I looked at the turbulent dormitory door, I knew that they would never come back, this was the last time they walked out of this door, this dormitory door that had gone countless times, but this was the last time, in the future, this dormitory will belong to someone else, we will leave fewer and fewer traces, and the dormitory culture that took three years to cultivate is a new one, becoming their dormitory culture, vaguely, I remembered those previous mantras, many of which I invented。

Let's take Zhimin as a target!

For example, he said to Zhimin with a lewd smile: "Zhimin, I heard that you have a sister?" and then Zhimin will look at you very vigilantly and ask, "What are you going to do", which is very tacit.

For example, he said to Zhimin with a normal face: "Zhimin, Liu Hui wants me to tell you that you are a cheap dog." In fact, Liu Hui didn't say it at all, he just used him to resist death, not only scolding people, but also not having to bear the consequences.

For example, ask Zhimin with a serious face: "Zhimin, I heard others say that you are a slut, I don't know, so I specially asked, Zhimin, are you a slut?" When asking the last sentence, you must be very serious, very indebted, and it seems that you really want to ask.

Thinking about it, these scenes are going to dissipate, dissipate in this dormitory......

Later, Liu Hui finally got electricity, and I heard that we had electricity, but the school was turned off, and the three yuan electricity bill was also refunded to Liu Hui. Liu Hui and I respectively occupied the only two computers in the dormitory, I used Donghua's computer, continued to write novels, and wrote that Zhang Hang's father was here, pick him up, and there was one less person in the dormitory, Zhang Hang was going to Jishou to study for a self-examination undergraduate, and he could mix as a student for two years in the future.

When it was four o'clock, I sent her a message, she said that she would eat something at half past six in the evening, no more movies, she would have to go to work tomorrow, I said that there would be no car at seven o'clock in the evening on our school side, and it turned out that I decided not to meet, and it felt really bad that the plan was disrupted, and then I decided to talk to Xiao Wang, I haven't talked for a long time, but I haven't been in touch.

The dormitory was deserted all of a sudden, Anguo went to the Internet café, Cheng Zhi was gone, Wang only slept in bed, and finally the power went out, half of the novels I wrote were not saved, and I decided to go to the Internet café to continue writing, and then Wang only went to the Internet café, Liu Hui and I had dinner in the school cafeteria, and continued to pay the electricity bill, this time it was successful, Liu Hui and I continued to go back to the dormitory, write novels, play games, until the evening, they came back, finished writing novels, I played World of Warcraft until 4 o'clock before going to bed, tomorrow someone is leaving, the day after tomorrow is me.

I can clearly feel this gradual parting process, a light rain outside the window, quietly sprinkled in the dark night, silently, like our youth, in the dark season, slowly dissipating and withdrawing, I want to desperately grasp something, but only a dream, when the sun shines tomorrow, these thoughts and moods will melt, melt in another cold city, in the flickering neon, in the sea of people, thinking of those lost brothers.