What is called happiness and sorrow describes me.

The dormitory manager turned a blind eye and let me into the dormitory with brakes. Brake lives in a graduate student's two-bedroom apartment - although the living room is very small, but the mosquito meat is also meat, it is more comfortable than the four of us in the bunk bed - his roommate's room has an open door, and the brake says it is for ventilation, I looked in curiously, and the room where a big man lives is actually quite tidy. But what I was more curious about was the room where the brakes opened, and as soon as the brakes opened the door, Benny paced against the door, staring at me intently. I took a step forward, and it stepped back vigilantly, but luckily its tail didn't blow up, and it didn't seem to be too hostile to me.

"Wow, what a cute little orange cat, how many pounds are there now?"

"About three catties, weaning for a while, it's relatively easy to raise. Brake said as he took out a pack of cat beans from the cabinet in the living room, "Do you want to bring some back, lest it be a picky eater." ”

I frowned, the first was that I disliked the brand being too close to the people, and the second was that I didn't want to carry it so heavily to ride. But these are not good direct attacks, after all, I am still the girlfriend that the brake just admitted, and I have to hide my fox tail well, lest he find out that it is a big monster with teeth and claws.

What's more, I don't want the two of us to be like a young couple arguing about what to eat before they have children. So I nodded and said, "Is there a sealed bag, I'll fill it a little back, and replace the other insufficient part with canned food, no problem for a week." ”

"Okay, then I'll put it in the cat bag, you wait. As he spoke, he hunched over and seduced Benny, but Benny was very shrewd, and with a swipe he swiped it on top of the closet, looking at him condescendingly.

"Little Fruit, help me plug it. "Brakes asked me for help after 800 rounds of fighting Benny without touching a single cat hair, and I walked into his bedroom in a rightful and bright light. The bedroom of the brake is very clean, the windows are bright and clean, and even the quilt that was stepped on by this kind of soft in the spring and autumn was folded by him with edges and corners, I don't know if he has joined the army. On the wall of his desk, he chose an air bookshelf, neatly stacked with textbooks, as if suspended in mid-air, simple but not simple. The wardrobe is made of synthetic wood, which is probably equipped by the school, or it may be the belongings left by the previous graduate student. The closet door was closed well, and the corners of the clothes were not exposed. There is no strange smell in the air, let alone the smell of fragrance, which is very comfortable. Such a clean and tidy bedroom can feel the strong self-discipline of the owner of the house, which makes people feel good.

"Okay. I answered, and after the brakes, I finally blocked Benny and put it in the cat bag.

"Won't you sit for a while before you leave?"

"No, no, my dad is still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner. "I rejected his offer, after all, I was a reserved and well-behaved person, and I did not dare to stay too long in the boys' dormitory, for fear that he would invite me to do some strenuous exercise, such as playing games and other entertainment.

The brakes helped me carry the cat bag in one hand and Benny's food and grass in the other, and drove me from the farthest graduate dormitory to the side of the road ten meters away from the bus stop. The station was crowded and bustling, and he and I were on the sidelines, quietly saying goodbye.

Before leaving, he rubbed my bangs and asked, "I'll see you in a week." ”

"Okay, don't think too much about me. I rubbed my nose.

"I can't think more about you. Brake said this, not realizing at all that he had directly replaced the English sentence structure with Chinese, which was that I thought you had thought of an extreme value, that is, I especially missed you.

I stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the cheek, took the two things, and walked back to the station with a sigh of affection.

At the bus stop, I was afraid that Benny would be uncomfortable in the cat bag, so I kept bending over to see how he was doing. Because it was the eve of the holiday, the station platform was extremely crowded, and even the air became muddy and warm. I vaguely felt that someone on the left was touching my bus card, so I passed the food to my right hand carrying the cat bag, and touched the pocket of my denim jacket with my left hand, and sure enough, the bus card was gone. I subconsciously looked in the direction of the terminal, saw that the car had not come for a long time, and thought about whether to take the change in the backpack, this hesitation, I felt that the left pocket had the texture of a hard card, and then touched it with my hand, hey, the transportation card is actually back.

Confused, I yelled in my heart that something was wrong, and then changed my hand to dig out my backpack, and the phone in the second pocket on the outside of the backpack was gone. I was so angry and funny, the bus just drove slowly at this time, and the people around me rushed to chase the bus forward, leaving only a few scattered people on the platform in an instant.

I looked left and right, helplessly put the cat bag and food on the ground, opened the bag to check, the phone had long been gone, I don't know if I touched the backpack pocket before it was gone, or subconsciously touched the backpack pocket, the thief gave it away. A deep sense of frustration and loss enveloped me, feeling like a waste who couldn't do anything, and this feeling lasted for a few minutes, and then was swallowed up by anger - why should I, a victim, suffer a psychological gap when I should be ashamed of the thief himself?

Thinking so, I rushed to the Boxue Road police station in a huff.

By the time the transcript was recorded, the sun was setting, and there was little hope of recovering the phone, so I had to go home. After May, the days and nights began to grow shorter, but today's dusk came very early. Dejected, I got on the bus and took Benny back home.

As soon as I opened the door, the black dog sat obediently on the ground and waited for me, I bent down and kissed the tip of its fleshy nose, and then opened my mouth and cried that I am going to starve to death.

"You're back, wash your hands and come to dinner. Dad shouted in the kitchen.

"Okay!" I turned to put the cat bag in the bedroom, and the black dog followed me step by step, as if it was really a curious dog, I grinned, and then squatted down and touched its head, "Dog, I love you too, but you can't ...... with my brother for the time being Or is it my sister...... Oh no, you can't play with Benny right now, anyway. ”

When a new cat arrives at home, the most taboo thing is that the aborigines of the family do not welcome it and want to drive it away. Although the black dog is a tame kitten, I still don't dare to test this with two lives. When I closed the door and opened the cat bag, Benny sprang out and got under my bed, hiding well.

"Okay, you can live alone in the house. "I checked the basin and litter box in the bedroom, replaced it with clean water and litter, and poured half a bowl of cat food and put it near the water. After all the preparations were made, I walked out of the room with the garbage bag, and closed the door.

After dinner, I hurriedly took advantage of my father's dishwashing to call the operator on the landline and reported the loss of my mobile phone card, and then I called the customer service of UnionPay and other payment software one by one, so that my account was temporarily frozen.

With a life without a mobile phone, time flies exceptionally slowly. It was as if the torrent of time had been stopped at the mouth of an embankment, allowing only a handful of water to pass through. I drink tea, I read a book, I dig out a CD that I haven't touched in a long time, I open a diary that I haven't written in a long time. After feeling the peace I had never felt before, I resolutely opened my laptop.

I hung up QQ with my notebook, and left a message for the brakes and soy sauce respectively, telling them that my mobile phone was stolen, and the brakes have not been returned for a long time. To be honest, in the past few years, I have used QQ less and less, and now I am still playing space, and it is already my younger brothers and sisters who change their personality signatures every day. Every time I open the space and swipe the screen, I have the illusion of leading the countryside to investigate, while lamenting that young people are playing these things now, and complaining that young people are just playing leftovers from our previous generation.

Soy sauce replied to me at night before going to bed. We went back and forth, posting emojis that we hadn't used for a long time, complaining that the thieves in the college district were too rampant for a long time. In the end, Soy Sauce agreed to accompany me to the mall the day after tomorrow to pick up a new mobile phone.

Everything was arranged, I rummaged through the cabinets and found my long-lost slippery phone. On the second day, I had made an appointment with my dad to go to my grandmother's house for lunch, but I was troubled by this damn thief, so I had to go to the business hall to report first, get the mobile phone number back in my hand, and insert it into the sliding phone.

In this era of rampant smartphones, I am still using a slide phone, which is just the same as taking a big brother and walking on the street to "hey, hey, hey". However, there is a different kind of mood that makes me feel like a bygone day. Sitting on the bus to my grandmother's house, I listened to music with my slide phone, played QQ, and maintained a subtle connection with the world, like a traveler on a time shuttle, which was very wonderful.

When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my father was helping my grandmother choose vegetables, and when my grandmother saw me, she happily greeted her, and I quickly hugged her. She was getting shorter and shorter, like a sponge that had been evaporated by the sun, shrunk into a ball, and I stroked my grandmother's back, feeling the different sadness brought by growing up.

"Grandma, what are you doing?"

"Belly and lung soup, your father named it to eat, have you ever eaten it, grandma's cooking is delicious. Grandma looked up at me with a smile on her face.

I nodded sadly: "I've eaten it, and grandma made the best." With that, I changed my shoes and helped my grandmother into the kitchen, "Is there anything you want me to help with?"

"It's almost busy, it's time to open the oil pot, you just arrived, go and rest for a while, grandma asked you to help me work in the afternoon." ”

"Good. "Grandma is rushing me so much, I can only say yes, I found a good place to swipe my phone.

I opened QQ, only to notice that soy sauce swiped more than a dozen or twenty messages for me, I pressed the arrow keys with great difficulty, moved up, soy sauce sent a line of every sentence, like a machine gun said-

Little Plums, Little Plums! The results of the college duplicate check are sent to the WeChat group! You are 8.7%! I am 6.5% great! Babao is actually a good number of 13%, and it will be rewritten in a little later! Do you know! I saw the name of Wei Lin! The duplicate check rate of Wei Lin is actually 46%!

All of a sudden, my hand lost the desire to press down. How could it be, how could it be possible to plagiarize other people's articles, there must be something wrong. This repetition rate means that he must re-upload his paper on the intranet within a week and pass it within 10%, otherwise, let alone receiving the award on stage, he will be worried about graduating this year.

I instantly recalled what Soy Sauce said at the 5016 party, and a cold sweat broke out on my body.

Could it be ...... Someone secretly changed his thesis?

Who could it be?