He Sheng was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by a circle of people, He Sheng's mother hid her face and sobbed, He Sheng's wife Xiao Jing stood by the bed with red and swollen eyes, holding her daughter's hand in her hand, He Sheng reacted slightly, Song Minghui called the doctor, and the doctor came to check,

"If you have anything to say, just say it, it won't be long."

Xiao Chen turned his head and lay in Song Minghui's arms, crying in a low voice.

He Sheng's arm motioned to take off the oxygen,

"Mom, Xiaojing, you... Don't be sad, live well, Nannan, Nannan, I still have to rely on you" said and slowly turned her head to the little girl beside the bed,

Xiao Jing dragged the little girl: "Quick, baby, call Dad, call Dad."

"Daddy, Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad can't accompany you anymore, and in the future, you... It's better for you to be brave. ”

The little girl cried: "No, I want my father to accompany me, I want my father to accompany me, woo."

He Sheng turned his head to look at Song Minghui and Xiao Chen who were standing on the other side of the bed.

"Song..., you two are the people I envy the most, how nice it would be if you could go back to sixteen years ago, how nice it would be!"

Life can't be reversed. Sixteen years ago, everything was ignorant, everything was vibrant, and everything was youthful.

At the end of August 05, He Sheng took a thirty-hour train and finally arrived in the northern city, wrong, not to sit, to stand over, all kinds of pungent smell on the train sprint, he didn't feel anything as a young man, he was really young and strong, he didn't feel tired when he got off the train, and ran directly to the school shuttle bus, everything in the world outside his home made him novel, he had never seen such a flat place in the mountains since he was a child, it was really the Great Plain of North China, and the rough plane trees on the side of the road were the first impression of the city to him, The sparse slanting sun warmly sprinkled on the young man's face, a vivid appearance, He Sheng came here with his longing for the university and the pressure of life.

Coming to the campus is already evening, the towering trees on the campus bring a touch of coolness to the hot weather in August, He Sheng found that the street trees here are the kind of towering sycamores, each one is very large, legend has it that the phoenix likes this kind of tree, it is estimated that the school also wants to recruit talented people from all over the country, he finally found his professional registration place along the roadside of the various colleges, environmental art and design, he received him was a sophomore, and the senior took him to help him find the dormitory

"The admission procedures can only be done tomorrow, and I will be off work today."

"It's okay, let's go to the dormitory first."

"Oh, thank you."

He Sheng followed and finally arrived at the dormitory, he was the first to arrive, and then the senior said that the cafeteria was next door.

"You can buy food at about half past five in the evening, and the new students can use money for the time being to register in the past two days, and you can swipe the card after a while after you get a campus card."

"Well, thank you."

He Sheng's father fell off a cliff in his sophomore year of high school, and since then he has become inferior, his father felt that he was relied on, but his father was gone, he became the only male in the family, but he was insisted on going to school by his mother and sister, and his sister went south to Guangdong to work without consulting with the family in a hurry, and he felt that he did not have the courage and responsibility of his sister.

The senior had to pick up other freshmen, and he left temporarily.

He Sheng looked at the empty dormitory, with the luggage he brought on the ground, picked a bed on the upper floor, and began to clean it up by himself.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, He Sheng looked back, and a very clean face poked out of the crack in the door.

"Hello, you're also an environmental art major?"

He Sheng was stunned for a second before he remembered to answer,

"Yes, are you too?"

"Well, yes, I live in the dormitory opposite, and you're alone in your dormitory? Our dormitory is also my one, hello, my name is Song Minghui, from this province. ”

"Hello, my name is He Sheng, from Guizhou."

He Sheng looked at the young man who had just come in, with a very sunny and handsome face, and his height was a head taller than him.

"You didn't get your bed?"

"Well, I can't handle it after work."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll hand it over tomorrow and get it tomorrow, I have a blanket, I'll give you one at night."

"Thanks... Xie: "He Sheng had something to say, but he held it back again.

"Let's go and eat together," Song Minghui asked him to eat together

"Oh, good."

The two of them came to the cafeteria to have a meal and sat down to eat together, and there were many ways for boys to get acquainted, but Song Minghui was very puzzled how to talk to him, as if he was talking about it, and He Sheng just had the feeling of coping with a sentence.

He Sheng was troubled by the tuition fee, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Song Minghui's various aspects of the other party's hometown.

"Let's go, let's go around, by the way, get a boiling kettle, and get some hot water."

"I don't have a kettle."

"It's okay, I found that there are still a lot of business-minded people in the university now, these seniors are selling messy daily necessities, I arrived at noon yesterday, and I bought all the things in the afternoon"

"Oh."

Song Minghui looked at He Sheng and was thinking in his heart: This kid is talking so hard, I said three words and he said one sentence, if it weren't for my fellow countryman who was one year higher than him, he had to come back to do some of these daily necessities business, I wouldn't have come so early, I was suffocated to death in half a day, and a person who didn't like to talk came as a result.

The two of them walked around the campus, bought everything they should have bought, passed by the basketball court, the basketball court of the university has always been a lively place, they watched the ball for a while, inside was a group of boys playing, outside was a group of girls shouting.

He Sheng seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say anything after opening his mouth a few times.

On the first night of college, He Shengzhong and Song Minghui took a blanket and came over like this.

The next day, many new students came to the dormitory one after another, and Song Minghui was busy greeting each newcomer, when suddenly a strange phone call came in.

"Hello, is it Song Minghui?"

"Hello, I am, who are you?"

"I'm your counselor, I want to ask if you know He Sheng? I don't have his phone, can you help me find him, let him come to the office on the second floor of the School of Design to find me. ”

"yes, okay."

When the phone hung up, he ran to the opposite dormitory to find He Sheng, and the three people from He Sheng's dormitory introduced each other to each other, and they were all in the same major, everyone introduced themselves to each other, and Song Minghui called He Sheng away.

"There was a person who said it was a counselor, and he asked me to call you to go to him, on the second floor of the design college, and he said that he didn't see you leave a phone."

He Shengoh agreed, and then slurred, "My phone fell off on the way here.... Dropped. ”

Many years later, Song Minghui learned that He Sheng didn't lose his mobile phone at all, but that he didn't have the money to buy a mobile phone at all.

Thanks to Song Minghui last night with him around the campus, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to find where the School of Design is, the School of Design is really quite designed, the entrance and corridor is a large exhibition hall, and all kinds of sculptures, it looks very artistic, He Sheng can only feel the longing of the university when there is no one, and the rest of the time is always inferior, to the second floor he knocked on the door of the office, and the people inside heard a "enter"

But He Sheng felt unreal, maybe the voice was too small and he wasn't sure if the people inside heard it, so he knocked again, and the second time the people inside still said "enter", but He Sheng still felt very trance, so he knocked again, and finally the people inside couldn't help but turn their heads and shouted at the door

"Come in, am I quiet?"

He Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then tiptoed open the door, feeling like he had made a mistake.

"Hello teacher."

"Who are you?"

"Well, I am."

"Why didn't you leave a phone call, I looked for you around, haven't you paid the tuition yet?"

"Well, I didn't pay it, can it be a few days late?"

"Was it lost or something else?"

This female counselor spoke without any emotion, just like a walking corpse, and later learned that he was a graduate student part-time, and he felt that he was amazing, maybe people will always swell to a certain extent, and always feel that the world can't fit her.

"I'm having a little trouble at home, can I hand it over slowly?"

"Tell me what's going on at home."

"I don't have a father, I have a mother and a sister at home, and a bedridden grandfather."

"Oh, can you hand over the money?"

This woman who has not experienced the world will not understand how much pain and humility is hidden behind his words,

"Can you slow down? I'll hand it in,"

"Your family doesn't have money for you to study, why do you still apply for this environmental art major, which is the most expensive major in our design school, because all the students are art students."

At that time, He Mu saw that He Sheng's hope of being admitted to the undergraduate program was slim, and she didn't know who she heard that art could go to the undergraduate, so she asked the school teacher to let He Sheng transfer to the art class, but she didn't think that it would burn money.

"In this way, I will apply for a green channel for you, but you still have to raise money as soon as possible, and you can let the family prepare some materials when the time comes."

Saying that, I took a stack of papers and gave it to him, what a guarantee street certificate anyway, a bunch of them.

"You mail it back first, and the enrollment will be handled first."

"Well, thank you, teacher."

The female counselor glanced at him, He Sheng still lowered his head and silently exited the office, and the female counselor said to herself: This child is really ignorant, say thank you and leave.

He Sheng's heart stone was finally half-grounded, and he was finally able to move in, he went to the commissary to buy a phone IC card, and made a call to the neighbor's house, asking the neighbor Uncle Zhang to answer the phone and convey it to his mother

"Uncle Zhang is me, I am Xiaosheng."

"Xiaosheng? Oh, your mom was still talking to you when I met you in the morning, I don't know if you made it to school. ”

"Uncle Zhang, are you okay, I'm at school, please tell my mother, I'm fine, and then I'll mail back some information in a few days, and then you let my mother help me do it, you tell him that these papers are stamped, and I can pay my tuition later."

"Well, okay, this school is still so human, it's good, I'll see your mother and tell her later, pay attention to your body, when the young man grows up, don't be reluctant to eat."

"Well, thank you, uncle."

He Sheng finally had a smile on his face.

Military training is coming.

Xiao Chen and Su Yang sat in the front and back rows, chatting about nothing, Xiao Chen is a northerner, a standard melon seed face beauty, but it is black, it is estimated that the sun is more serious, Su Yang Northwest people, gentle beauty white glow, no matter how the military training is tanned, these two stations are almost black and white impermanence, others think that Su Yang is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, very small and gentle, as the saying goes, one white covers a hundred ugliness, one black destroys all, Xiao Chen likes to sing, and sings well, she herself feels that learning has delayed the path of a singer. In the campus where there are more boys and fewer girls, even the instructors who train the girls' team feel extremely happy, but they often pit their teammates, Xiao Chen is often named by their instructors to sing, and as a result, he is nicknamed "Black Sister Huangli", but most of the girls are called "Black Sister".

The club recruits

Every university has this kind of club, which may be created to adapt to the future society, because the society is diverse, but high school is a very single boring study, maybe the university is a practice channel to the society, not so much to the society as to their own future.

Xiao Chen and his classmates in the dormitory went to visit the recruitment club on campus, which was really eye-opening, what chess clubs, film and drama clubs, martial arts clubs, calligraphy clubs, choirs, animation clubs, art clubs, basketball teams, football teams, etc., etc., the presidents of each club are really comparable to cross talk actors, and they work hard to attract new students.

In fact, in engineering colleges, there are still many people who enter the club in order to contact the opposite sex, after all, this age is the age of courtship according to Darwin's biological evolutionary theory, the reality is that there are really few girls in engineering colleges, civil engineering majors, there are more than 200 people in the whole major, there are five female students. Then one-third of the clinical medicine majors in medical school are female students, but there is a good major in medical school is nursing, and that male student is still scarce.

Xiao Chen likes to sing when he is a child, but he has not been trained, but he has learned some simple notation in school music class, and under the test-oriented education, what physical education class and music class are estimated to be occupied by various English and math teachers. So I didn't hesitate to report to the choir, and then my roommate Panda's piece reported a martial arts club, and the panda's name comes from the fact that she is one of the five girls in the civil engineering major, so the dormitory people give the nickname "Panda". As a result, the two of them returned to the dormitory and were counted down by the upper bunk primary school of the environmental art major

"You two really have the idea to sign up for a martial arts club."

"Oh, just have fun!"

"How can you two find a boyfriend in the future?"

"Not really! Let the family have no sense of existence at all. Wen Jing from the School of Management next to her also echoed.

"You two have boyfriends in the whole dormitory, and we can't protect ourselves if we don't have boyfriends?" The panda retorted on the sidelines.

When I was training in the military, I heard that there was a homicide in the grove south of the school last year, and the deceased was a sophomore girl in the school, and the legend was rape and murder, so this year's martial arts club, taekwondo club, but recruited a lot of girls.

In September, you can distinguish the freshmen at a glance, and they are no different from high school students in terms of dress and speech.

Just look at Xiao Chen to know what a new student is, the short hair has just grown long, and he has a little chirp, he really can't look at it, and then he is tanned and tanned, anyway, he can't look at it, but he looks at Su Yang, although his hair is not long, but the white glow, he has grown up to be a little bird, and it is much more comfortable to look at, but he looks at the boys are almost the same, and they are tanned one by one. Song Minghui didn't tan, but instead lost a layer of skin, but it was a little red, which was a trace of sunburn.

Song Minghui became the class leader inexplicably, just because it was more convenient for the female teacher to contact him, the first time he contacted He Sheng through Song Minghui, but she had Song Minghui's phone number stored in her mobile phone, and if there was any follow-up message, she would contact Song Minghui directly, Song Minghui had no resistance to this class leader, just like a microphone, and there was no pressure and responsibility.