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Last Friday, I went to attend the starting point author training course, and took the bus for more than an hour, which coincided with the city just getting off work, crowded, looking out of the bus window, the vast sea of people, some in a hurry, some in a daze, so many people in this world, I don't know where to go. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When I walked to the hotel, they were already having dinner, and there were dozens of authors from all over the country and more than a dozen editors from the starting point. I found a spot and had a casual bite to eat, Shanghainese food is hard to eat, and even though I've lived here for a few years, I'm still not used to it.

At about half past seven, everyone returned to their respective rooms, I was room 904, swiped the door card to enter, I turned on the light, the orange light sprinkled, it was very warm. There is a computer in the room, I turned on the computer and looked at it, the games in the computer are very old, there is nothing to play, and the network speed is also very stuck, so I had to open the movie to watch, look for it, I saw "First Blood 4", and a long-term memory suddenly came to mind.

In 2008, on the night of graduating from high school, our class went to KTV to sing, everyone drank, the lights were dim, and everyone was singing with all their might. I couldn't see their faces clearly in the dark, I could only distinguish them by their outlines and voices, and I had the impression that Xiaoshi sang very hard, but I couldn't remember the name of the song he sang.

I watched Yun'er quietly in the dark, she sat across from her and chatted with other boys, I wanted to go there, but there was no place there. Fortunately, Duoduo sat next to me and chatted with me, in order to hear what I said, she was close to me, we were only a few centimeters apart, I could even feel the breath of the tip of her nose, I stared at her face for a few seconds, stared at her seductive little mouth, the alcohol blurred my consciousness, I suddenly had an impulse, leaned forward, and kissed her on the lips.

Her lips were soft and comfortable to kiss, and if there was no one around, I might have pressed the back of her head and gave her a long kiss.

She didn't expect me to do this, she was stunned, then slapped me with her hand, turned her face away, and stopped talking to me, as if angry.

I decided to go out and get some fresh air, I stood up, suddenly shook, struggled through the crowd, passed through these classmates who had been studying together for several years, opened the door and walked out, next to the cold aisle, I turned in and leaned against the wall, sat on the tile floor, the sound in the wall faintly came, vibrating my eardrums, in the dim light, my thoughts flowed, I heard the taste of parting.

It's about to graduate, after singing tonight, everyone will be separated, and I may never see them again, this is the last time I drink with them, the last time I see them, those laughing classmates, can only be frozen in a small graduation photo, stuffed in the depths of the drawer. I'm a little reluctant, the years of high school have passed like this, I have had girls who have liked me, and there have been girls who have left me, my story and their stories are in this small city, I can't take them with me, and they will also go to their respective places. I think people feel sad about leaving, perhaps because they can't leave together.

"What are you doing here?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ears, I turned my head to look, it was Duoduo, at this time she looked down at me, her eyes were very beautiful, as if all beautiful girls have beautiful eyes, as long as the eyes are beautiful, then the face will be beautiful.

"I came out sober and sober. I smiled and said, not feeling the slightest guilt about what had just happened.

"Don't sit here, let's go in!" With that, she reached out and pulled me up, and I put my hand on her shoulder, and she didn't refuse. When I walked to a crowded place, I took my hand away and prepared to go into the box, but then the students inside came out one after another, and no one sang anymore, and everyone was leaving.

I watched people come out of the box one by one, as if they were walking out of my life one by one, this sad story is happening in front of my eyes, it is happening, I can only watch, I want to say goodbye to everyone, at this moment I catch anyone to say a word, it is likely to be the last word to him in my life, but there are too many people, I can't talk to them one by one.

"Good friend, let's go, contact more in the future!" At this time, Fan Pujun, who was at the same table, patted me on the shoulder, and the same table that I could see every day was finally leaving, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and I cried all of a sudden, it was really crying, don't think that men won't cry, not to mention that I was not a man at that time, just a boy.

"Damn, how are you like a woman. Fan Pujun was stunned for a moment and patted me on the back, a little overwhelmed.

I stopped my tears, patted him on the shoulder, and followed them out of the box.

The students walked to the street outside one after another, it was already late at night, there were occasional vehicles speeding on the road, the lights were shining, and the cold wind was blowing on the street.