When Zheng Pei came to his senses the next day, the dormitory was empty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he looked at the bed board on the top bunk with blank eyes, and his head was cracking. Zheng Pei struggled to sit up and sat on the edge of the bed with his face covered. Most of the pillow was already wet with saliva, tears, and sweat, forming a pit where his head had been pillowed. Zheng Pei was secretly glad that if he hadn't struggled to clean himself inside and out last night, today's bed would definitely look even more disgusting. Now, instead of feeling his heart beating in his chest, his brain was pounding and rattling his eardrums. Zheng Pei's mouth was like chewing on an eraser, and the awkward taste could be described as more than a blandness. Zheng Pei straightened up, like a stomach that had been beaten by an old fist, and immediately pulled his back into a prawn shape. He tried to stand up and move, but found that his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't move half a minute.

Now that Zheng Pei has understood Granny Ye's words, if he wants to live, he is afraid that he will be sadder than death.

Fortunately, there are still steamed buns that Liang Qing bought for him before at the head of the bed. Zheng Pei dragged a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it around like a cow. When I swallowed it, the muddy steamed bun seemed to be a stone in the chimney, bumping and clanging all the way. But after all, it is much better to have something to eat, Zheng Peijue's stomach is no longer so uncomfortable, and he gradually recovered from the hangover, and has the desire to start digesting work. When the two steamed buns on the table were all eaten, Zheng Pei was able to hold on to the railing of the bed, like a floor hanger that had been thrown away, without the slightest vitality, and stood on the side of the bed with his stomach crooked.

Zheng Peijue's self is very weak now, although he wants to go out to eat, he does not have the strength to dress and wash. Suddenly, a sweet fragrance swept across the tip of Zheng Pei's nose, although it was only a faint point, but it was accurately spotted by the hungry foragers. Zheng Pei's spirits were lifted, looking for the smell to find Liang Qing's bed, and from the gap between his folded quilt and the wall, a plastic bag was turned out, which was the unused tribute that he bought with Zheng Pei last night. Hey! This kid still has something to hide. The plastic bag was tied very tightly, and Zheng Pei couldn't wait, so he tore it open directly. At this time, he didn't care whether the fruits were washed or not, so he grabbed a duck pear and stuffed it into his mouth. With a "click", a third of the fist-sized Yali pear was bitten off by Zheng Pei, and the sweet and watery flesh just squeezed out of the water, Zheng Pei swallowed it whole without chewing it. At that moment, Zheng Pei felt that the ginseng fruit that Zhu Bajie ate was almost like this. Zheng Pei didn't move, seven or eight fruits all entered his throat in the blink of an eye, as if he was not swallowing, but the flesh was like a sheep in a circle, and he was impatient to burrow into his stomach. Zheng Pei felt that he had never eaten such a delicious fruit, so he sipped the juice on his fingers and gave a long burp to satisfaction.

After this moment of enjoyment, Zheng Pei inadvertently glanced at the gradually dim sky outside the window, and suddenly dressed and washed in a panic. He had to buy the fruit and return it to Liang Qing before he came back, otherwise he would have to be angry with him for two weeks.

The cold water stimulated Zheng Pei's skin, making his mind sober up a little in an instant. Zheng Pei looked at the black and gray ring on his left index finger, and suddenly felt a little sad when he thought that such a simple student life of only worrying about trivial things might come to an end. After brushing his teeth, Zheng Pei straightened up and looked at himself in the mirror, feeling that his young self should still have a lot of things to try, so he was really unwilling to accept his fate. He wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth and threw the towel back into the basin.

Mother said, if there are dates or not, try a shot first!

Zheng Pei bought a new backpack, and he always wanted one like this. He also bought fruits and other messy things that were returned to Liang Qing. Back in the dormitory, he carefully packed up everything he thought might be needed and put it in his new backpack. In addition, he also wrote a letter, asking Liang Qing to help him resist in class roll call and sleep check. After that, the envelope was packed into a plastic bag of fruit and put it back into Liang Qing's original secret storage base.

After Zheng Pei walked out of the dormitory building, he glanced back at the window of his dormitory. He knew that there was a little bed of his own in that window, as well as good friends and classmates, and more memories of the campus. The dormitory lights were on, and Zheng Pei could imagine the words and deeds of every student who had just returned to the dormitory. But now that space was far away from him, and the corner that belonged to him had gradually sunk into a haze in the bright light. And others will not notice, and they will not see through the window the back of this lonely and distant shadow under the dim street lamp.

The night wind was still cold, and Zheng Pei looked back at the campus lit up by street lamps on the ground in the air. He remembered the village crossing where his mother had sent him to the car when he used to go to school, and after he got into the car, he leaned on the window and watched his mother wave to him, getting farther and farther away. At that time, he also felt like this, knowing that the things he cared about most in his heart had not been lost, but he also knew that the things he cared about most in his heart were gradually moving away.