I dried my hair, wrapped my towel around my lower body, told my mother on the couch that I was ready to rest, and went back to my bedroom.

The layout of the bedroom and my student days has not changed until now, pushing open the frosted glass sliding door, on the right hand side is a spacious desk, embedded in three rows of bookshelves above the desk, looking at the books displayed on the bookshelf by my mother neatly organized, I suddenly found that I do not seem to have the habit of loading book covers for books since elementary school, even if I have just bought a book, I will first peel off the original book cover and then read, just as the mobile phone I just bought will be torn naked by me, and will not be like many mobile phones or book lovers, for books or mobile phones to put a protective filmEven if there is some wear and tear on books and mobile phones in the washing of time, I regard them as traces that should be left behind.

Every object, including people, will show different forms in different slices of time, but the values measured by a standard ruler are different, and it will not affect me much.

I put on a coat, took a box of nankin from my trouser pocket and a glass ashtray from the table, walked barefoot from the bed to the windowsill near the road, sat on it, and opened the window.

The noise of the street rushed into the room, I lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, spit out the window, the car downstairs was driving rapidly, I glanced at the time on my mobile phone, at 9:13, there were still a lot of pedestrians on the road, the storefront was still brightly lit, more than ten years have passed, the street and the storefront have not reflected the traces of time, but have become spacious and gorgeous, but the people have not changed, some drunkenly walked to the poplar tree on the road from the storefront to vomit and urinate, some put their arms around the waist of the young girl and reached out to stop a taxi, and some were still holding the hands of their companions and chattering。

Time will make something new, it will make something old, and it will make something immutable, I don't know if it has any meaning.

I extinguished my cigarette, closed the window, closed the curtains, pressed the switch of the lamp, and lay down on the bed.

After a while, drowsiness pulled me into the bottomless sea.

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