As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized that I was not in the dormitory, but where it was, and as I continued along this road, I always felt that this place was familiar, but it was not the same as the road I remembered walking countless times.

It wasn't until I saw the familiar tiled house that I was sure what kind of place it was, wasn't it the place where I had lived for more than ten years? Looking at this tiled house, it is becoming dilapidated day by day, and watching the surrounding houses gradually change from the original earthen houses to the current buildings.

The only thing I found that hadn't changed was my grandmother's house. It's just that it hasn't been repaired all year round and has become a little dilapidated. I saw first-hand how the house went from being the best house in the whole village to being the oldest. After experiencing spring and autumn, it has now become a cold winter.

I finally realized that there was a place that did not match my memory, I remember that there was originally a river here, and at that time, my grandmother often took me for a walk along the roadside, and with the people around me, everyone talked and laughed together, and told me about the interesting and rare things I saw.

At that time, the road was still dirt and it would get very muddy on rainy days, but the mood of everyone wanting to get together did not change with the change of environment.

On the contrary, I like this kind of rainy day the most, sitting under the door, quietly watching the raindrops fall on the water, drop by drop, obviously a small drop, but can cause a big ripple, along the center, constantly extending, and finally connected with the ripple caused by another drop.

At that time, I wondered if the purpose of our existence was to meet, to meet different people, and to weave our stories together.

Quietly walked forward, pushed open the door, I was expecting to see the person I wanted to see, if she had been there waiting for me to come home.

I once read an article that said that we can change our dreams according to our own wishes. Is it my strong desire and prayer that I can meet the person I want to see.

Looking at the busy figure, watching the man's skillful movements, and the man's familiar smile, this is how long it has been since I have seen him, to the point that I thought this person had never appeared in my life.

I walked forward and hugged her tightly, ignoring the rag that the man was still holding, and I just wanted to do that at this moment. "Xiaoqi, what's wrong with you, are you being bullied, tell grandma, grandma will help you get it back."

These familiar words, this domineering tone, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow after all, "No, grandma, I'm fine, no one bullied me, I've lived well all these years."

If this is my grandmother's concern for me, then I think there is only one sentence I can say, in order to let the person who has worked all his life leave with peace of mind. Although I haven't had a good time over the years.

I don't know how long it took, but finally my grandmother couldn't help it, "Oh, okay, okay, Xiaoqi is already a big girl, grandma can't hold this old bone, it's time to be hungry, grandma will help you cook and eat." As he spoke, the strength of the hands that held me did not relax in the slightest.

I know it's one of the few times I've stolen, and I don't know how long it lasts, and if I could, I really wanted to be able to stay in this moment forever, and if I could, I really didn't want to grow up like this.

I talked to my grandmother for so long that day that I almost thought that the dream was real, and the previous ones were a nightmare.

However, this is only an illusion after all. The soreness of my arms and the stiffness of my neck forced me to wake up, and when I opened my phone, I unconsciously slept on my stomach for more than two hours, no wonder I was uncomfortable. opened his palm, and sure enough, the pendant in his hand left a deep outline in his palm. I don't know how long it will take for it to disappear.

Turning his head to look out the window, the scorching sun, which was still scorching, turned into a dark cloud at this time, and he felt that it was going to rain. I remembered the weather forecast I read yesterday, and it was indeed said that there was rain, but isn't this weather forecast the most frustrating, eight times out of ten times it is not accurate.

I thought it wouldn't rain today, so I hurriedly stood up and walked to the balcony, just a few seconds, it was already raining, and I hurriedly put in the things I dried today, fortunately, the rain was not very heavy at the beginning.

If it were a little later, with this amount of rain, all these things would have to be washed again.

This summer rainstorm comes and goes quickly. In just half an hour, the rain stopped, and now that the rain had stopped, I decided to go out to eat, otherwise I don't know if it would continue to fall later.

Cell phone, umbrella, oh yes and keys, go out.

And after a while, there was a great deal of water on the ground. Not to mention, after the rain, the weather is much cooler. It's just that the ground usually looks smooth and flat, but when it rains, those puddles are exposed. Along the way, I watched the road and avoided a puddle with one, but my shoes were not wet and I arrived at my destination safely.

I opened the door and went in, trying to find a place to sit down, when an accident suddenly happened. Is this house leaking, how can there be so much water on your body for no reason, even if it is leaking, it is not right, this is the first floor, there are five, six, seven or eight floors above, it can't be all leaked, not to mention that it is not raining outside now.

Turning his head, he said, well, it's really bad luck today, the cup in the woman's hand is still in its original position, yes, it's the posture of splashing people with water. Looking at the obvious dodging posture of the man next to him, he instantly understood where the water was coming from, and he really couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.

is so bloody, I thought it would only appear in TV series and novels, but it appeared in the real world, and I encountered it.

What's even more tragic is that you said that you are good, why don't you follow the plot, the male protagonist is standing there and being splashed by the heroine, but what are you hiding, more is more, the person who splashed the water will not see that he is splashing, fast and accurate, one hit will hit.

Since there is no technique for the male and female protagonists in the novel, don't do this operation, okay, now it's okay, that glass of water, it's all poured on me, an innocent person, can I say that it's fortunate that it's not hot water or sulfuric acid, otherwise it's not a problem with clothes, but going to the hospital. I was still glad that my shoes weren't wet, but now I'm wet.

Silently staring at the two initiators, just look at each other, and don't speak, I'll see what you do next.

And the person on the other side didn't seem to expect that this wave of operations did not burn the city gate, but instead affected the small fish in my fish pond. The woman stood facing me, and she didn't seem to expect that her hand would be so inaccurate, and when she saw it splashed on the stranger's body, she froze in place for a while.

And the man who was sitting with his back to me, seeing the color on the woman's face, opened his mouth and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you, didn't you just hide for a while, don't be so surprised?"

Well, listening to him, he didn't know that he had dodged for a while, and he transferred the disaster to me. Seeing that the woman had been looking somewhere, as if he had a premonition of something, he followed the woman's gaze, turned around stiffly, and saw me with a large wet piece of clothes.

opened his mouth wide, it was so exaggerated that he couldn't be more exaggerated, and he didn't close his mouth for a long time.

I waited for a long time, and I didn't wait for an apology or explanation from the two of them, let alone hand me a piece of paper to wipe the water stains. The anger in my heart is gradually rising, and anyone who is splashed with water for no reason, and there is no apology, will also be angry.

I looked at the woman, her eyes seemed to be on fire, and when she saw me looking over, she remembered to put away her splashing posture, and her face was a little unnatural, so she turned away. Look at the man, okay, this person's mouth can hold an egg, don't you feel sour.

When the man saw me looking at himself, his eyes dodged, his mouth closed, and he glanced at the woman opposite, then he stood up, took out two pieces of paper and handed them to me. was originally blocked in his throat and was ready to denounce the words of the two, but he didn't know what to say in an instant, a little deflated, and a little angry.

Stretched out his hand and rudely took the paper, only to find that after so many minutes, the clothes have been completely soaked, and the water has been absorbed. The words that were originally blocked came out again, and he raised his head to look at the two of them, and found that the man had been looking at him, the corners of his mouth were upturned, how could he feel a little gloating.

I'm really a little angry now, and the matter that could have been solved with an apology can't be solved now. "Tell me what to do," I said, pulling at my wet clothes over and over again, a bit of a scoundrel.

The woman seemed to see what I meant, her face was a little pale, and she said, "What's the matter, this is going to be blackmailed, you bought this dress at a stall, this kind of bargain, I'm embarrassed to make people pay for it, and I'm embarrassed to wear it out." The more I talk about it, the more I feel justified, and I think it's just to describe the person in front of me.

I didn't think of apologizing immediately, but the first thing that came to mind was someone else's fault. "Oh? You think it's a stall and it's worthless, so it's good, you pay me" I didn't really want to make people pay, I just wanted those two people to be ashamed of their actions.

After speaking, the woman showed a clear expression and sneered, as if to say: Look, I guessed correctly, this person is just blackmailing money.

"But I don't want money, I want exactly the same clothes, the same clothes that I have worn and washed by me." Ignoring the man's sneer, I continued.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished saying this, the man's face became even more unsightly, "I'm sorry, it's exactly the same, just your style, it's outdated, okay, then there are still people wearing it."

"Hey, you reminded me that it's outdated, and no one wears it anymore, so now it's out of print, which is even more precious." I just want that person to be deflated, who is this looking down on? I am reluctant to pay if I have money, rich people are much more polite than you now, people are pursuing cultivation now, will they not even say a word of apology?

"It's out of print, I don't want to give it away for nothing" The woman was even more angry.

"Give it away for free, I want it, so it's two pieces now, hurry up and give it to me, I'm in a hurry." I feel that the same pungent energy in my bones as my grandmother is usually well hidden, and now it seems to be reflected.

"Hahaha" Sure enough, after the woman heard my words, her face became even more ugly, and she was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by the laughter of the man next to her.