It wasn't until the day I left that I realized I wasn't as free as I thought I was......

Since the university is more than two hours away from my home, I take everything I need with me when I leave early in the morning, so I don't have to make a trip. Even though I had expected that my parents would not send me, after all, they thought that there was no need to make a lot of money with a few pieces of luggage, let alone go to such a school. However, until I went out, their attitude was still indifferent, and they did not even say half a word of blessing, which really made me feel a little frustrated. Of course, they didn't know that from the day I got the dormitory application form, I made up my mind that I wouldn't come back unless I had to.

With a faint sense of parting, I walked to the bus stop alone. With a towbox in one hand, a large bag of pillows and quilts in the other, and a heavy backpack on my shoulder, I struggled to walk. I thought that such a stumbling appearance was embarrassing enough, but I didn't expect that in the crowded bus compartment, my situation would become more embarrassing. At first, the driver asked me to pay double the fare because I was carrying too much luggage. I blushed and rummaged through my entire backpack, but I couldn't find a few dollars in change, so I had no choice but to be cheeky and exchange it with the passengers on the bus, but unfortunately in this information age, very few people still carry scattered cash on them. A few stops passed, and I still couldn't pay the fare. Probably poor me was about to cry, and in the end, the driver scanned the code with his mobile phone and paid me another fare. With great shame, I lowered my head and tried to squeeze into the crowd little by little to hide, but I was disgusted and complained because my luggage was too obstructive. I froze in place, not daring to move even though my right hand was already burned by the straps of the bag, let alone change my hand to lift it. I thought that I could make these suffocating two hours pass faster by in a daze, but I didn't expect that the lack of attention made it even more difficult for me to ignore the stuffiness, the feeling of restraint, and the soreness on my shoulders and feet mixed with all the unpleasant smells in the carriage. Several times, I almost rushed out of the car on the spur of the moment, thinking that even if I had to walk to school, it would be better than it was now, but my sanity stopped me again and again.

In the fog, I noticed that the pale blue sky outside the window filled the gaps in the crowd in the carriage, which reminded me of what my sister said to me: if you have time to look at the clouds, look at their shapes and colors, through them, you can feel the beauty of light and shadow, and this is one of the ultimate realms pursued by painting. I began to close my eyes and think back to the clouds I had seen. Morning, noon, dusk, evening, playground, meadow, river, sea, mountain...... At this time, I realized that such beautiful things had appeared in my life, and it turned out that my memory was not all gloomy and hopeless. Before I knew it, the car had arrived. When the car door opened, I was surprised to find my sister standing outside the door.

"It's here, it's here!" My sister grinned and snatched the big bag from my hand, and the boy next to her helped me move the box out of the car without saying a word. "Oops, it's so heavy!"

Somehow, my nose suddenly became sore, but I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"What's wrong? Motion sickness? After saying that, my sister handed the bag to the boy, and then took the backpack from my shoulder.

"It's okay......" I held back tears, my voice choking.

"Let's go, first leave your luggage at the dormitory manager, and then move to the dormitory after completing the formalities." Senior Sister gently put her arm around my shoulders and said kindly.

On the way to store my luggage, I saw many students with their parents by their side and happy faces. Of course, I envy them, but I am also satisfied with the company of my senior sister. I am very grateful to my senior sister for always chatting with me and making me forget Gu Ying's self-pity. Through my sister's introduction, I learned that the enthusiastic boy who carried my luggage for me was the brother who bet with her, and now he has become her boyfriend. At that time, I naturally didn't know that the gentle-looking senior brother in a white shirt and black trousers would become my direct boss in the future......