Entering university for the first time

  September, university town, the sun is like fire

  Zhao Shuiguang got off the car, covered his eyes with his hand, but was still dazzled by the sun. The university town was full of new buildings, and the trees were almost newly transplanted, what kind of ancient tree flavor did it have? Beside him was the non-stop sound of horns, the whistle of security guards directing parking, and suddenly his expectations of the university campus were reduced by half.

  Mr. Zhao went to park the car, while Mrs. Zhao pulled Zhao Shuiguan to the gymnasium for registration, saying as they walked: "This kid, once he's in college, needs to be more clever."

  After Zhao Shuiguan received the admission notice, he couldn't escape his mother's tight grasp. His parents were always busy and mostly adopted a laissez-faire policy towards their children. Realizing that the child who had been sticking to them was about to leave home, they suddenly felt a sense of responsibility. Just a few days ago, they were still busy asking acquaintances what to prepare for university dormitories.

  Zhao Shuiguang slowly pulled out the big and small bags from the trunk of the car, thinking that they were still in the same city, and thought that taking a bus back would be easy, but it was too troublesome.

  It wasn't until then that she realized that no matter how old her children were, they would always be worrying kids in their parents' eyes.

  At the registration office, there was no handsome receptionist. Zhao Shuiguan deeply felt that he had been deceived and poisoned. Thinking about it, the handsome guy must have been snatched away early on. On this good day of opening school, who would be doing such hard work instead of going out to have fun?

  She was greeted by a sophomore senior, with an inexplicable smile on her face. Zhao Shuiguan suddenly felt like she had been sold here to be a laborer. She received a uniform plaid quilt, bed sheet and washbasin. On the red thermos, the three big characters "Zhao Shuiguan" were written in bold strokes, and thus began her university life.

  The dormitory is not big, four-person, one row of beds, one row of desks, very neat. Zhao Shuiguan carried a large bag and gave her mother's buttocks a push before entering to find that there was already a girl setting up the mosquito net.

  Little girl with pigtails, speaking in a soft and gentle voice, her face as white as snow, smiled slightly when she saw Zhao Shui Guang.

  It turns out that Zhao Shuiguan is also a master of pretending, and when people are gentle to her, she doesn't dare to show off her crazy side with Xi Miao's gang, so she just smiles subtly and says: "Hello, I'm Zhao Shuiguan."

  Mrs. Zhao was also very satisfied with her daughter's performance and went about her own business, while Mr. and Mrs. Zhao worked together to clean up.

  The girl said: "Hello, I'm Peng Xiaoxiao, I am from Wuxi, what about you?"

  Zhao Shuiguang was delighted when he heard the name and said: "I'm from Nanjing, can I call you Pengpeng? You can also call me Xiaoguang."

  Actually, Zhao Shuiguan thought of Pong Pong and Ding Man from The Lion King, what a joy.

  Peng Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Okay, someone used to call me that before, there's also a Pongpang in The Lion King"

  Zhao Shuiguan saw her speaking softly and gently, unexpectedly also a kind-hearted person, instantly had a very good impression.

  Peng Xiaoxiao has gone to play with her own things, Zhao Shuiguan turned his head and saw that Zhao's parents were busy and happy.

  Took out the phone and found that there were several messages accumulated in half a day. So I moved a small stool to sit down and read slowly.

  "My god, I've been sent here and haven't seen a single handsome guy all morning, I want to go back to Nanjing, how's your situation?"

  Think about it, this treasure was stuffed into an unknown second-tier university in Changzhou by her mother, and is now probably yelling among them.

  Minnie said: "The Pudong campus is too troublesome, I was assigned to a dormitory with eight people, my mom said it's better to commute."

  Li Jiayan said: "Xiao Guang, I'm at D University, you're still at J University, so close, come play when you have time."

  Xi Miao said: "Girl, report today, what's the encounter, give sister a bit of face, come back to play on weekends."

  Zhao Shuiguang let out a bitter laugh and flipped through the messages below, most of which were notifications from classmates about their new phone numbers.

  Sitting on a small stool at the door, people coming and going around me, I suddenly feel warm in my heart, everyone is still together, it's great.

  Suddenly, the last one jumped out: "In Beijing, return after tomorrow." Ink. Zhao Shuiguan also said he didn't understand why he didn't dare to write his full name, as if he had done something wrong, and felt that it shouldn't be written in full, so he stared at those six words for half a day, closed the book but couldn't help opening it again to take another look.

  In the afternoon, all the dormitory people arrived. The tall Hangzhou girl Xu Ying had a personality that was not at all like Hangzhou. She had shoulder-length short hair and said to her family: Don't worry, I'll handle it. With a few quick movements, she easily set up the complicated mosquito net.

  The mothers present couldn't help but praise him, and Zhao Shuiguan looked at his own mosquito net with extreme envy.

  Sichuan girl Yangyang, very casual, with a loud voice, said: My dad's surname is Yang, my mom's surname is also Yang, so I'm called Yangyang.

  Everyone in the room burst out laughing, and Zhao Shuiguan suddenly remembered his aura theory. It turned out that the people around her were not the craziest, but only getting crazier!

  In the late afternoon, when his parents had almost left, Zhao Shuiguan and Xu Ying carried their bath baskets to take a bath first. As soon as they entered the bathroom, they were stunned. The bathtub didn't even have anything to cover it, and the mist of hot water came over, revealing so many naked bodies swaying back and forth.

  Zhao Shuiguan suddenly thought of a phrase: "A sea of wine and a forest of meat."

  In the summer, many people take baths. Zhao Shuiguan was bumped into by a naked woman in front of the dressing room and asked Xun Ying stupidly: "Take a bath?"

  Xu Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Let's get washed." She started to slowly undress, and Zhao Shui Guang felt a sense of coercion as he watched. But if they didn't wash up today, they would definitely be in trouble.

  Zhao Shuiguang also saw such an array for the first time in 18 years, his face red and his head down as he took off his clothes. Neither he nor Xu Ying dared to look at each other, they grabbed a small basket, shrunk their bodies and casually found a showerhead, not daring to glance around, solving the problem with the fastest speed in history.

  More than ten minutes later, Xu Ying and I stood in front of the mirror outside the bathroom, saw our red faces in the mirror, and burst out laughing.

  After a few months, they were able to change clothes with ease and even chatted in the bathhouse. Yang said that being naked was just like wearing clothes, who would have thought it would come to this?

  It is said that in the bathhouse of J University, freshmen girls dare not look, sophomore girls secretly look, junior girls openly look, and senior girls disdain to look.

  Zhao Shuiguang and his men were truly impressed by these words.

  As soon as I came back from the bathhouse, Yang Yang handed me a notebook and said: "Come on, come on, contact information." Zhao Shuiguan was stunned for a moment, sat down neatly and wrote it down. Later, he took out another clean notebook and did the same thing again. As a result, all four of us had one each. I don't know why everyone left their home phone numbers instead of mobile numbers. Mobile phones are easy to change SIM cards, but homes aren't easy to move, right? The four girls wrote down their destined friendship on this notebook.

  Many years later, Zhao Shuiguan was tidying up when he dropped a small notebook. The front was blank, but the back had four lines of neat handwriting: address, postal code, and phone number. As Zhao Shuiguan gazed at the immature handwriting, he suddenly remembered the first day they met and couldn't help but feel infinite nostalgia.

  It turns out that things that were thought to be hard to remember can become unforgettable memories in the blink of an eye.

  At night, the lights went out at 10 o'clock, and then there was the sound of the sister upstairs banging on the washbasin in protest. Under the loud shout of the dormitory aunt, it was quiet.

  Zhao Shuiguang and they lay on the bed and started laughing, everyone just met for the first day and didn't have much to say, plus it was very tiring after a whole day, and soon fell asleep.

  Poor Zhao Shuiguan, this night owl, lying in bed with wide eyes. Usually at this time, he would still be online at home, but now he couldn't sleep no matter what. He looked at his phone and re-read the text messages from that person for a day, staring at their name for half a day. The phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed it was the same person again. She froze, quickly pressed answer, and whispered softly in the quiet dormitory: "Hello?" That faint voice came over: "Still awake?"

  She murmured "wait a minute", put on her coat, tiptoed down from the upper bunk, listened to Peng's snoring sound from the lower bunk, smiled slightly, and quietly opened the door with a soft creak.

  The outer corridor was also quiet, and a few stars could be seen in the suburban sky, along with a smiling moon that looked like it had its mouth open.

  "Outside?" he asked

  "Well, what about you?" She walked towards the clothes drying rack, hearing some dorms still chatting at night.

  "Eating outside, come in, it's cold outside." His crisp voice came through the icy metal shell of the phone, suddenly making her whole body warm up on this night.

  "She said: 'It's nothing, it's not cold, Nanjing is very hot.'"

  His low laughter came over, scorching the ears and reddening the face, suddenly remembering that night when they last met, as if this person was by his side.

  She was a bit embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, saying: "By the way, the school is very big, all red buildings, just no big trees..."

  On the other end of the phone, she was talking about trivial matters, thinking that he hadn't returned yet, so she would use her own eyes to take a look for him first and then tell him slowly, how great.

  She didn't know that he had bought an apartment around the school last month and had driven past this red building more than ten times.

  But he still quietly listened to her murmuring voice, imagining her spirited eyebrows and eyes, his mouth corners unconsciously rising.

  The night wind in Beijing is very strong, talking about books and ink with old friends, having a few drinks, counting the time to make a phone call, wondering how the child's first day went.

  Standing at the entrance of the clubhouse, leaning against a pillar, dialing the number, and hearing her soft "hello" had already gently raised the corners of my eyebrows.

  Everyone has their own way of answering the phone. Zhao Shuiguang, this kid, when he says "hello", he unknowingly drags out the ending tone, making him sound especially spirited.

  He listened to her busy and bustling sound, imagining her small movements, looking up at the same smiling crescent moon, the wind blew over, and the wine smell also dissipated more than half, feeling comfortable.

  That day, the weather in Beijing wasn't very good. Cars came and went, and amidst the tall buildings of the city, a man stood with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone, leaning against the vermilion pillar outside a luxurious hotel. He didn't care about attracting attention, but instead stood there with a slight smile on his face, occasionally speaking softly, his words carried away by the wind. Despite being a simple and unassuming man, he exuded a warm and pleasant aura.

  That night "Butterfly flying over city skyscrapers bloomed flowers" BY Sunshine Pouring City - Katchi Society

  The author has something to say: Seeing so many comments from everyone, I'm trembling with excitement!

  Last time everyone was enthusiastic about speaking, and a certain someone looked at each post and laughed so hard that their mouth couldn't close. Time is limited, if we can't chat with the adults who didn't get to speak, we'll slowly chat later. Actually, I also liked the previous chapter. Tian Po bought melons.

  Found that writing about these two people is particularly exciting, and infatuation knows no bounds.

  Revised the copy, used a paragraph from Mr. Li's speech, thank you for providing it.

  Thank you everyone for helping me take pictures of insects, every time I also carefully observe them

  These past few days have been busy, and I'm late again; next Friday will be updated

  When I wrote about university life, I found that Zhao Shuiguang was finally able to live a carefree and extravagant life, wow!

  Young one presents the dish, inviting the honorable sir to enjoy his meal

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