After seeing off his uncle and aunt, Wu Dao returned to his dormitory. Meng Yihong has already cleaned this place, and the room is very clean, so there is no need to clean it again. Looking at the clean room and thinking of Meng Yihong's experience, Wu Dao couldn't help but think that Meng Yihong was really a good woman, but unfortunately her fate was so bad, which made her suffer from infertility and misfortune in life.

Wu Dao closed the door, took out the futon from his luggage, made it on the bed, and arranged the books he brought in the cabinet. There was also the pair of cotton shoes made by Si Baifang in the luggage, Wu Dao opened the shoebox, gently stroked the cotton shoes with his hand, and then covered them again and placed them on the top of the bookcase. When he was packing up his things, he heard the sound of the door opening, closing, and walking next door, and Wu Dao immediately thought that it should be Meng Yihong who left the dormitory and went outside.

After packing up, Wu Dao went out to the bathroom. There was a public restroom at each end of the hallway, and he went to the closer end first, and found that it was the women's bathroom, so he went back to the other end of the hallway. This time and again, Wu Dao looked at the entire room on the third floor. To his surprise, many of the rooms were open and unoccupied. There were also a few rooms with closed doors, but the stoves and pots at the doors were so dusty that they had not been used for a long time, and their owners, even if they still lived here, rarely came. It seems that only he and Meng Yihong are the permanent residents of this floor.

Wu Dao's dormitory building is close to the north gate of Fangzhou College. After going to the bathroom, Wu Dao wanted to go to the store outside to buy a lock, so he came down from the upper floor and went to the north gate. There was a shop next to the north gate, where he bought a lock, went back to the dormitory, locked it, and went out again. Because there are a lot of things to buy, he decided to go to the supermarket to buy them, and also stop by to see the surroundings of the college.

The central campus of Fangzhou University has a gate in each of the four directions of southeast, northwest and southeast, the west gate is the main gate, which is relatively large and has the name of the school on it, and the other three doors are relatively small and have no school name. There is a small janitor room next to the north gate, and there is a middle-aged janitor in it, who only intercepts outside vehicles, not pedestrians. Wu Dao came to the north gate again, and he said to the doorman:

"Hello, is there a bigger supermarket around here?"

"Yes, go west from here, go to the end, and then go a few hundred meters north and there's a big supermarket, and you can see it when you get there. You're the new teacher in the academy, aren't you? The doorman said.

"yes, how do you know?"

"I see that you have come out of this dormitory building in the south and entered it several times, and you still went up with your luggage just now, so you should live here. The people who live in this building are all teachers from the college, and I know all the other teachers, and when you meet them for the first time, you guess that you are the new teacher. Are you a teacher in the Department of Chinese or the Department of Foreign Languages? ”

"It's Chinese. How do you know that I must be a teacher in the Department of Chinese or Foreign Languages? ”

"It's very simple, the building you live in is the dormitory building for the teachers of the Chinese Department and the Department of Foreign Languages, and the teachers of other departments do not live in this building."

"So that's the case, I reported to Fangzhou College on the first day, and I didn't know these things. Is there a lot of people living in this dormitory? ”

"I've been working here for many years, and a few years ago, there were a lot of people living in this building, and some teachers wanted to live in it, but there were no empty rooms, so they had to wait. In the last ten years, the teachers have bought houses outside and moved out one after another. ”

"And how many residents are there in this upstairs where I live now?"

"You, the upstairs resident, plus you, are only about a dozen people."

"What about the other residence halls?"

"It's all pretty much the same. Only single teachers who have just arrived will live in the dormitory, and those who are married do not live here. ”

"Thank you for telling me so much, I went to the supermarket to buy something."

"No thanks, you live upstairs, we will definitely meet often in the future. There's nothing I don't know about this area, and you can ask me where you want to go. ”

"Okay."

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Wu. What do you call it? ”

"My surname is Li, Mr. Wu, you can call me Lao Li in the future."

"I'll go first."

"I'll see you later."

Bidding farewell to the guards, Wu Dao walked west. On the way, he was still thinking about what the doorman said just now, the teacher's dormitory building of Fangzhou College has changed from more monks and less porridge and overcrowding to the later snubbing of the door, this change is the epitome of the development of the times. The commodity economy has replaced the planned economy, and university teachers are a relatively high-income group, who have enough financial ability to buy real estate, and naturally will no longer live in an outdated dormitory building. Could it be Si Baifang? "Let's not think about it yet." He said to himself.

Wu Dao walked and observed. He found that the road outside the north gate of Fangzhou College was much narrower than the one at the west gate, and the prosperity on both sides of the road was not at the same level.

In the distance, Wu Dao saw a fortune teller setting up a stall at the corner in front of him, on the side of the courtyard wall of Fangzhou College. In Qicheng County, Maocheng, Jeju and other places, he has seen many such fortune tellers, so he didn't take it seriously. Wu Dao didn't expect that when he passed by the fortune teller, the latter actually said to him:

"Young man, do you want to tell fortunes? As long as ten dollars, no, no money. ”

Wu Dao had never believed in fortune telling, but when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but turn his head and take a closer look at the fortune teller. At this time, he found out that it was an old man with white hair, although he was very old, but he had a childish face, very energetic, and a strand of silver hair on his chest, which was quite a bit of the style of the ancients, which was very different from the fortune tellers he had seen before. The old man sat on the maza, with a red cloth spread in front of him, on which were written the words of word measurement, physiognomy, and fortune telling, next to it was a lottery holder, and in front of him was the maza where the guests were sitting.

Looking at the fortune teller in front of him, Wu Dao suddenly remembered the immortal associate professor of Peking University that Jing Like said, and thought that he had just had a new job and his life had taken a major turn. Thinking of this, Wu Dao stopped, walked up to the fortune teller, and sat on the maza. The fortune teller looked at Wu Dao's face and said:

"Look at your face, I know that you are a cultured person."

"Then what kind of education level do you think I have?" Wu Dao said.

"At least college students."

Wu Dao wanted to say that he was a graduate student, but when he thought that the other party said that he was at least a college student, in fact, it was not wrong, he did go to college, and strictly speaking, whether it was a graduate student or a doctoral student, they were essentially college students, and correcting his words would not be beneficial to others or himself, so he said:

"You're right. However, next to this is Fangzhou College, which is full of college students, and it is not difficult to guess the college students. Can you guess my job? ”

"You're a teacher, aren't you?"

"How do you know?" Wu Dao suspected that what he said to the guard at the North Gate was heard by this fortune teller, but this fortune teller was not there at the North Gate just now, and it was so far away that he shouldn't have heard it.

"I can't tell you that. What do you want to count? ”

Wu Dao thought of Si Baifang, who was far away, and said:

"Let's count the marriage."

"Are you a word test or a lottery?"

"Let's draw a lot."

"Then you smoke one."

Wu Dao remembered the lottery staged in the TV series, he felt funny every time he saw this kind of plot, and he never thought that he would do it one day. He picked up the stick holder and shook it, and a bamboo stick fell to the ground. He picked it up and looked at it, and there were four sentences on it: "Quietly meditate and turn over the heart, see the pen affectionately, look for Yi thousands of times in your dreams, and the Tao is fate but fate." Seeing these four sentences, Wu Dao suddenly found that what was written was clearly himself and Si Baifang! He has a deep love for Si Baifang and often sees her in dreams, but is this fate just a dream or can it become a reality? He handed the bamboo stick to the fortune teller, who looked at it and said:

"It's a good sign, but there are a lot of variables."

"Is it fate or not?"

"Say another word."

Wu Dao thought of Si Baifang's name, and wanted to say the word "Fang", but also thought that the name of "Baifang" was derived from "Baihua", so he said:

"The word flower, it's the flower that blooms with a hundred flowers."

"Flower words, the top is the grass word, the bottom is a word, the grass word is two vertical and one horizontal, the two verticals are like two people, a horizontal connects the two people together, indicating that you have a fate, and this fate is inseparable." The fortune teller said.

Wu Dao listened to the fortune teller's words, was very happy, and said:

"So, we are destined and inseparable?"

"There is fate, but under the cursive prefix is a word, on the left of the word is a person, on the right is a dagger of daggers, a person holding a dagger, indicating that your marriage is to go through a lot of ups and downs, it is necessary to give up a lot of things to achieve, you have to give up to have gain, this is the process of transformation."

"Thanks, I see." Wu Dao said. He thought in his heart that as long as he and Si Baifang could be together, no matter how many ups and downs he went through, no matter what he asked him to give up, he would be willing.

"Remember my words, fate must not be sought, but it must not be forced."

"I remember."

Wu Dao handed the fortune teller ten yuan, got up and continued to walk forward, still thinking about himself and Si Baifang, the fortune teller's words may be all lies, but they are just far-fetched. He remembered that he had read an interesting thing in Su Shi's biography: Su Shi heard that Wang Anshi interpreted the word "wave" as "the skin of water", so he sarcastically said that the word "slippery" should be "the bone of water". The words of the fortune teller are no different from the "skin of the water of Bo Nai", and he said the word "flower", which can be interpreted as a person holding a dagger, and the marriage is a gift to gain, if he says the word "Fang", the fortune teller may say that the word "10,000" is added to the head, and the marriage is one in 10,000. Despite this, Wu Dao still hopes that what the fortune teller said is true and can be fulfilled. He thought of his forty-year-old appointment with Si Baifang again, fifteen years before Si Baifang turned forty, what a long fifteen years!