At midnight, in an open-air barbecue stall outside the Imperial Capital University of Commerce, a group of graduating senior boys sat around.

Like the rest of the diners, they ate sizzling skewers, drank cool beers, talked loudly, told all kinds of meat jokes that were not suitable for children, and even cried and made a fuss with the strength of the wine......

It's graduation season again,

It's another year of separation.

In this special moment of sadness mixed with hesitation, it seems that only in this way can these big boys who are about to enter society feel a little relaxed.

After drinking the last drop of beer in the bottle and eating the last meat skewer on the table, this carnival that was as cheap as 200 yuan a time came to an end.

On the way back to the dormitory, little A, who had drunk too much, unbuttoned his pants next to a small tree, and while watering the small tree, he said to little B, who was doing the same thing as him:

"Dude, we're leaving school soon, do you have any plans for the future?"

Little B crossed his legs and trembled, tied his belt with one hand, and replied with a pout:

"Plans? Of course there is! Go home first, then a cow on thirty acres of land, and the wife and children will be on the kang. ”

"Damn, look at your breath! Four years of college, is it for you to go home and mess around? ”

"Or else? 8 million people compete for 1 million jobs, just our Internet café graduates from the second university, no play! ”

"Alas... That's what you're talking about. These days, people like us graduating are unemployed..."

The two were chatting when they suddenly heard a girl's sobbing sound in the grass not far away.

Hearing this, Xiao A and Xiao B sighed in unison, and sighed for a while, "Graduation is a breakup, and lovers are friends after all." I staggered back to the dormitory.

They just left, because in this graduation season, this kind of thing is always happening, and everyone has long seen it.

This scene reminded me, who was standing in the distance, of what my senior and colleague Li Fatzi once said:

The farthest distance in the world is not the thoughts after separation, but the uncherishing and easy giving up when you have each other.

I remember that when Li Fatzi said this, his tone and expression were exaggerated, even contrived, and he also peeked at his mobile phone.

I know that he must be pretending to be X with me, but the content of his words still evokes a lot of sad memories in me......

My name is Wei Chihui, male, Han nationality, 23 years old, former corporal of the Marine Corps Amphibious Reconnaissance Team, retired in December of the previous year.

In June last year, I took the national entrance examination as a social candidate, and finally entered the Department of Finance of Imperial University of Commerce, and I am now a first-year student at university.

Speaking of which, for someone like me who has served in the special forces for 5 years, there is no need to go back to school. Because after I retired, there were a lot of lucrative jobs for me to choose from.

For example, I can work as a senior instructor for places such as dive centers, skydiving clubs, shooting ranges, fight gyms, etc.

Of course, I can also work as a driver or bodyguard for a wealthy person. Although it is a little embarrassing to serve people, I can reluctantly accept it in the face of a generous reward.

If I want to make more money, I can even go to a company in a troubled area outside of China and work as an overseas security officer.

However, I chose to do this in the end, and even to lighten my burden, I even got a part-time job as a security guard at the university security office.

A lot of people don't understand me, such a big person, I don't do it when I make money, but I go to college.

Every time I get to this, I laugh it off.

Because they don't know that since I had a sudden change on the eve of the college entrance examination and finally had no choice but to join the army, the matter of studying in college has become a knot in my heart, and it is also the last wish of my deceased relatives.

Now, I finally have the opportunity and conditions to carry on what I didn't finish back then.

It makes me feel very relieved that I can finally give a belated, satisfying explanation to those who love me and those I love.

It's been a year since I entered the university campus, and to be honest, life here is much more colorful than the life in the barracks.

It is not as serious and tense or even depressing as the barracks, but it is to do its best to allow young people to break through themselves in a relaxed and free environment.

This kind of atmosphere once made me feel very fresh. However, after a period of time, I found that the environment here seemed to be too free, and even the freedom made me, a guy who had been out of touch with society for five years, unable to understand and figure out many things on the university campus.

I don't understand why some male students here don't read good books, but they soak in Internet cafes every day to play games. Aren't they here to learn?

Are they worthy of their parents who worked hard to provide for their college education?

What I also don't understand is why some female students here don't know what self-esteem and self-love are, even though they have received higher education.

They are always very easy to dedicate themselves to this irresponsible campus love.

Aren't they worried that doing so will cause an accident that the little boyfriend can't afford? Or do they really believe in the ads of painless minutes in their dreams?

I couldn't figure out why, every morning, whenever I ran to the grove on the east side of the school playground, I always saw one or a few condoms.

I don't shy away from saying that I'm familiar with condoms, and I even know which brand and model are stronger and more durable.

Because in our Marine Corps, condoms are a consumable for combat readiness. Whenever we practice or exercise, we have to put it on the muzzle of the rifle to prevent the sand on the beach from getting into the chamber of the rifle and causing the firearm to malfunction.

But obviously, the condoms on the lawn are definitely not used for the above purposes. Although it is also put on the muzzle of a certain gun.

I don't understand, why do some students do this? Even if there are no people at night, but they do such a shameful thing in the sky, don't they feel like animals?

Of course, maybe people are looking for this kind of alternative thrill.

I found that in the years since I joined the army, our society has not been a little more open than before.

A special group of rats that used to be like street rats can now appear in public in public, and even openly do intimate acts that can only be done between couples.

I have seen with my own eyes at the school gate, two very beautiful female classmates, kissing as if no one was in front of the public.

They say it's called Lala, and they say it's fashionable these days. But what I'm trying to say is, are men bad?

And I don't know when it began, in the hearts of some girls, those broad and thick chests, those muscles as full as ancient Roman sculptures, and those faces with a very tough guy temperament, seem to have disappeared from the market overnight.

In them, the so-called beautiful men who are neither male nor female are popular now!

But is that kind of guy really a man?

I feel that they are completely different creatures from us, except for some organs that are not necessarily useful to us.

I don't know if God heard my inner voice, and then deliberately wanted to dismantle my platform, just when I slandered some girls for not understanding the good of men, a girl screamed in grief in my ears:

"Bastard, there is not a good thing for men! It's all liars, big liars through and through......"