At this time, the temperature has dropped a little compared to the daytime, although it is still sultry, but there is a slight evening breeze, which feels extremely cool, and it is much more comfortable than the hot air blown by the electric fan.

At the entrance of the alley, Xiao Ying took a deep breath, came to the bicycle parking lot of the train station, picked up the car and rode back to school.

When I got back to school, I returned my bike to the rental car and walked to the dormitory.

When he arrived downstairs in the dormitory, he subconsciously stopped. Thinking of the thermos filled with water that fell from the sky in the morning, I couldn't help but feel a sudden start, and when I looked up, I saw that the whole building was pitch black, and all the lights that were not in the windows were on, except for the lights in the corridor on the ground floor.

The Graduate Building was powered without power during the three days away from the school. At the same time, at this point, when it was time to go to bed, the whole building was not lit, which could only mean that the people in the whole building had left the school and the building was empty.

He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly rushed into the corridor with quick movements, and the next time he looked back, nothing had fallen, nothing had happened, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, his nerves were too nervous. The morning should have been an accident.

All the way upstairs, I returned to my dormitory and turned on the light, the room was empty, and there was no bustle in the past.

Xiao Ying changed into sportswear, went to the square to exercise according to his habit for many years, played a few routines, and then trotted back to the dormitory.

Back to the somewhat eerie Graduate Building. Xiao Ying felt a little hairy in his heart, and when he was taking a bath in the bathroom, he poured cold water on his head to take a shower, and at the same time sang loudly the episode of the popular movie "Red Sorghum" at that time, "Sister, you go forward boldly." ”

After taking a shower, I returned to the dormitory, quickly closed the door, turned off the light, got into my bed, and put down the mosquito net.

He turned on the lamp, stood up on the head of the bed with a pillow, took out the Qiong Yao romance novel "Gathering and Dispersing" borrowed from Zhuo Ran and began to read it.

It was the first time he had read a romance novel, and he soon fell into a lingering love story of the entanglement of men and women. By the time I finished reading the whole book, it was already late at night.

After reading this novel, he felt that his heart was blocked. I followed the joys and sorrows of the heroes and heroines in the novel and experienced an emotional torture, and tasted the lingering love that made people feel tender. But the feeling after reading it is really unpleasant, it is not as enthusiastic as reading martial arts novels, and I am in a good mood after reading it.

He put the novel next to his pillow, turned off the light and lay down, his mind still haunting the plot of the novel. Even if he tried to count the sheep to get himself to sleep, he couldn't do it. - Qiong Yao's romance novels are too torturous to the nerves. Never look at it again in the future, so as not to affect your sleep.

Xiao Ying muttered in his heart. I kept baking cakes on the bed until it was almost dawn, and then I fell asleep.

After a while, he had two more dreams: the first dream was very strange, he dreamed of the Bodhisattva statue like the last dream. The only difference was that the golden statue of the Bodhisattva, which was more than a person tall, turned into three in the dream, and kept circling around him. All the way to him waking up from his dream.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and he was very strange. One night, I actually had the same dream, and I dreamed that the Bodhisattva statues had become three, could it be that there were three Bodhisattvas who wanted to bless themselves?

He teased in his heart, but he always felt that something was wrong, and it didn't seem to be a good thing as he imagined. But what does this dream remind you of? Studied but cannot comprehend.

So, he rolled over and went back to sleep, and soon fell asleep and had a second dream.

In this dream, he dreamed that a young man wearing shabby liberation shoes and carrying his sleeves and trouser legs to work in the fields looked like a farmer rushing towards him. He flashed sideways, and with a hook of his foot, the young man fell to the ground. Then he took a chair and pressed the young man and sat on it.

This action was repeated in the dream, just like the previous dream, until he woke up, and the scene in the dream was still vivid, and even the young man's appearance was clear.

Xiao Ying felt very strange, why did he dream of martial arts movies? In the past, when I dreamed, the situation in the dream was very vague, and I couldn't remember it when I woke up, but this time my mind was as clear as playing a movie.

He stayed for a long time, then got up and washed up, packed all his bedding rolls and suitcases, and then went downstairs to the rental car and asked them to help him get a yellow loaf to carry something.

Soon, a van pulled up under the graduate dormitory. The driver came up to help him carry his things, and put the bedding roll and suitcase in the car.

After Xiao Ying got on the bus, he said the location, and the van came to the fortune-telling street and alley of the railway station square.

Xiao Ying got out of the car and trotted to the snail snack, but he didn't see Zhuo Ran, he should have gone to school, only Grandma Tian was in the store.

Seeing him coming, Grandma Tian hurriedly greeted him and said, "Mr. Xiao is here?" Zhuo Ran had already cleaned the house last night. I'll get you the keys. ”

After that, Grandma Tian returned to the counter and gave him a key, Xiao Ying thanked him, took the key back to the shop and opened the door, and saw that the room had indeed been cleaned up. The tables and stools were wiped clean without a trace of dust.

Xiao Ying unloaded the luggage with the van master and moved into the house, then paid the money and drove the van away.

Xiao Ying began to decorate the room and put the bed covered. There is a wire across the roof in the middle of the room, apparently for tenants to hang a curtain to separate the room.

It is necessary to separate the living area from the work area. So, Xiao Ying locked the door and came out, went to a nearby store that specialized in door curtains and curtains, bought a white curtain cloth back, and tied it to the wire. The shop is divided into two rooms, inside and outside.

After arranging, Xiao Ying stood at the door and looked at his shop. The table was a little old, the paint on it was mottled, and it didn't look very classy. But now there is no money to replace the good ones. And in a place like the train station, the layout is too good, but I am afraid that the guests will not dare to come in.

He looked up at the door again, it was empty, and there was a lack of plaque, but he still waited for Jin Laifu to get the company's business license, and then ordered the plaque according to the company's official name. After all, the name discussed yesterday may not be able to pass the guò review.

Before that, he decided to use his white cloth for the time being. So, he borrowed a wooden ladder from the Tianluo snack bar and put it on the wall, then found a few more nails and nailed the white cloth he had written yesterday to the blank space above the window facing the square. He didn't nail it to the door, and the place had to be left with a sign hanging the company.

After finishing it, he took a few steps back and looked at it with his hands folded. He has practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and his calligraphy is still good, and it looks like that, but it is a pity that it is written on a white sheet and hung on the wall, which is not as conspicuous as the ornately decorated advertising signs. Now we can only do that.

He entered the room, sat down in a chair, and looked out at the bustling railway station square with travelers, waiting for customers to come to the door.

After waiting for a while, no one came. I'm bored, I think it's a bit of a waste of time, it's better to read a book.

He took a reference book for difficult case analysis and began to flip through it. He found that after searching the medical records in his mind, many of the cases recorded above could find the source, but some could not be found, and it was estimated that the person who compiled the book made it up. The medical records that can find the source are much more detailed and comprehensive than those in the teaching books, and even the differences in the medication and each diagnosis are very complete, vivid, and much more wonderful than the teaching books.

So, he threw the book aside, his eyes looked at the people in the square, but his mind was looking through the various medical records in his memory, so that learning was much more vivid and intuitive than books. If you learn in this way, I'm afraid that he's the only one in the world. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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