"Why didn't Xiaoshuai come? Guys who don't understand the rules, Xiaoying should strengthen her tutoring. Sun Hao walked into the room, with his underwhelming, signature evil smile on his face, and asked casually on the chair, wantonly showing off his indifference.

"We broke up." Zhou Ying put on a smile, as if she was answering Sun Hao, and as if she was talking to herself.

The party was instantly cold.

216 is the door number of our dormitory when we were in college, and I, Sun Hao, Xiaoshuai, and Zhang Hui used to be the tenants of that dormitory. Although we were just a group of passers-by in that dormitory, there was an irreplaceable memory of youth for us. 216 is not just a nameplate in the dormitory, it is more like a storage attic, where our past is treasured.

"Oh, I said that I saw Xiaoshuai with other women a few days ago, so you broke up."

It was Zhang Hui who spoke, he did not break the coldness, but let the party fall into a deeper coldness. His girlfriend Feng Xiaolu hurriedly stopped Zhang Hui, who was about to say something.

The party continued to be cold.

Zhang Hui is a highly talented student of our university, and when he was admitted to our university, he heard that he was still the top student in the college entrance examination in a certain city. They all said that we were very similar, that we both liked to bury ourselves in the stacks of books, and that we both liked to hurry around the campus with blank faces. The difference is that he likes to let his passion go to books and his extraordinary memory, while I prefer to sit quietly in front of the window and stare blankly thinking about some simple or complex problem. In his sophomore year, he had a girlfriend Feng Xiaolu who had always been in his current position, and I was alone. After graduating, he worked as a civil servant in an agency, and I worked as an administrator in an Internet café.

"I think that kid is just underwhelming, Xiaoying goes, my brother will be angry for you." Sun Hao stood up as he spoke, shook his arms and was about to walk out.

We didn't pay attention to him, but Feng Xiaolu rolled her eyes at him. Sun Hao is a very interesting person, witty, funny, always likes to put on a cynical posture, always pretentious, self-righteous amorous, Yushu is in the wind. He always says the right thing at the right time, maybe it's not what he wants to say but it's what you need. Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. It's a quote he likes to say. Whenever he said this, there was no freedom in his eyes, but what was revealed was a sense of frustration, loneliness, and an indescribable emotion. After graduating, he inherited his father's steel shop and became a small owner. He doesn't have a girlfriend either, and one time we talked about it, he replied, "Do I still lack women?" That look, that expression is like the prince of a certain dynasty is preparing to go to a good woman. I think he should be a civil servant, but he said that the water there is too deep, his skills are too poor, and he is at most a trickster, a dead runner.

The party is still cold, and it is the initiator who breaks the cold in the end.

"I've been with him for six years, and when it's over, I carefully recall our past," Zhou Ying paused, as if recalling something. "I was a freshman in college that year, and I had just entered campus. University, another stage of growth, can freely control everything about yourself, free, will not be in the eyes of teachers, parents' ears, you can do whatever you want, by the temperament to vent your youth. What love is, none of us understood at that time, but at that time we showed more desire than anyone else. Xiaoshuai and I met, and everything seemed so natural to love each other. We have walked together for six years, and there has been a flower before the moon, and there has been a wind and snow. Only there are no bumps, obstacles, ups and downs. The only time I remember getting in the way was a heavy rain on my sophomore birthday, and he drove for an hour in the rain to buy me my favorite fruit, and finally showed up in front of me with the wet fruit and said with a smile, saying that the bag was waterproof. Zhou Ying smiled, and smiled genuinely, "Everything about us is like a romance novel, a love story, and it looks beautiful." ”

Zhang Hui opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Feng Xiaolu in time, and lost a stern look, which means that if you dare to talk nonsense today, I will not finish with you.

"Hehe, Xiaoshuai still has such a romantic time, much better than our nerds." Feng Xiaolu echoed. Zhang Hui looked at her strangely.

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you that Xiaoshuai and I can be together, Xiaoshan." Zhou Ying looked at me with a smile and said. I was so creepy that I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Oh, there's still a hill here?" Feng Xiaolu came to gossip and asked meaningfully.

"Actually, it's nothing wrong with me." I replied with a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ying smiled and continued, "When I first went to college, because I liked it, I was confused and entered a poetry club, and after I entered, I realized that it was full of seniors who wanted to find a department to be girlfriends, and I regretted it at that time." ”

"Well, I remember that Xiao Shuai and I were also members of that club at that time." Sun Hao interjected excitedly.

"Oh, then you and Xiaoshan aren't they?" Feng Xiaolu turned around and asked with sharp eyes staring at Zhang Hui.

"I, I didn't just enter the campus at that time, I remember I was busy running around the library all day. As for the hill, I don't remember, I don't think so. Zhang Hui stammered and replied.

Whew, Feng Xiaolu shook off a look that let you go, and continued to ask with interest, "What does that have to do with Xiaoshan?" ”

"Haha, I remember," Sun Hao said with a smile, "At that time, Xiaoshuai saw a poem written well in a book, and we were like getting that social show to show it, but Xiaoshan felt that it was just a sentence that was not complete enough and added a few more sentences, as a result, as a result" Sun Hao stopped laughing and stopped his mouth in embarrassment.

"That poem is really well written." Zhou Ying didn't care about Sun Hao's embarrassment, and was still smiling.

"How is it written? How is it written? Tell me about it. Feng Xiaolu's gossip came up, and it seemed that it would be difficult to end without getting an answer that satisfied her.

"Oh, I don't remember, it was so long ago, and that one was not written by me, it was changed from "Linjiang Immortal", and the first two sentences are from "Jiangshan".

"I don't remember." Feng Xiaolu flattened her mouth, quite disappointed.

"That, that, I remember." Zhang Hui whispered.

"Talk about it, talk about it." Feng Xiaolu looked at him with little stars in her eyes.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are full of heroes.

The reckless green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

Pear ploughing summer and winter rain and snow, accustomed to see the autumn moon and spring breeze cold.

A pot of turbid wine, ancient and modern, how many floating jokes are talking. ”

Cold, continue to be cold, I can't remember how many times this party has been cold.

I remember that when I continued to write this poem, I didn't have a good relationship with Xiao Shuai, Xiao Shuai was a rich kid, a little arrogant, a little arrogant. At that time, there were six of us when we were first assigned to the dormitory, but Xiao Shuai forced out the two of them to sleep together, on the grounds that the behavior of those two people was too sloppy, and Xiao Shuai had a strong habit of cleanliness. I was the only one who was supposed to leave, but because of this poem, he didn't use the connections behind him, and he wasn't sure if someone else would be better off than me.

"It's nothing." Feng Xiaolu muttered.

"Thank you, Hill." Zhou Ying said with a smile.

Looking at her smile, the creepy feeling hit again.

Zhou Ying looked at my nervous appearance and laughed out loud, this time she really laughed. "Time flies, we've both graduated for two years, and I didn't expect that the weekly party when I was in school would continue now."

We all sighed and sighed.

"But this time Xiaoshuai is absent." Zhang Hui said abruptly.

Feng Xiaolu tugged at his sleeve again.

"It's okay, Xiaoshuai and I are over, the relationship in this life may be the fetters of the previous life, it's over, it's over."

"Xiaoying, don't, don't" Feng Xiaolu wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know how to speak.

"It's fine." Zhou Ying sighed, and then her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she looked directly at me and asked, "Xiaoshan, I always thought you were a very strange person, you are not the smartest person we have here, but you are very logical, you are not as free and easy as Sun Hao, but you look at problems very philosophical and clear ideas." I've always had a hard time understanding what kind of person you are, and you always seem to find another explanation for things. Now I want to ask you, Xiaoshan, do you believe in love? Do you believe in past lives? ”

Past life, love. I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. In this world, it does not mean that everyone thinks that it should exist, that it should exist, that it must exist. I only believe in logic, I only believe in reasoning, I only believe in things that can be replicated. Just like many people believe that UFOs exist, but there is no physical evidence, non-replicable contact, what do you use to prove that it really exists, just conjecture, people are in the clouds, and there are rumors, that cannot prove its existence, that can only prove human curiosity. So it's hard for me to accept things that don't have logic. I don't believe in love, and I don't believe in past lives.