After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei's fan delicately depicts an autumn tree-lined path, with golden fallen leaves covering the path, each leaf shining with a warm luster.

Li Jiawei remembers that there was indeed such a path on campus. The fallen leaves in autumn were also yellow, but they were definitely not golden yellow. It was just beautified art.

Since they arrived early and there were still two hours before the time agreed with the class monitor, they strolled leisurely around the campus. The campus was not large and not particularly exquisite, so it took less than an hour to walk around. They walked and stopped, and only looked at the various exhibition stands carefully arranged by the younger students.

When the two of them walked to the dormitory building where they used to live, the door was open. Li Jiawei turned to Zhao Chenyue and suggested, "How about we go in and take a look?"

Zhao Chenyue was eager to make a move after hearing this, and responded without hesitation: "Okay, let's go and see if it's still the same as before."

Normally, outsiders are not allowed to enter the dormitory building, but today is the school anniversary, so non-students are allowed to visit. However, the rule of the female dormitory is still that men are not allowed to enter, and every visitor must register with the dormitory manager before entering.

After the two entered the dormitory building, they found that even though eight years had passed, there were no major changes in the building. Apart from repainting the walls, there were no other changes.

When they went up the stairs to the third floor, looking at the beautiful young girls walking up and down beside them, and smelling the mixed smell of disinfectant, mildew and earth in the air, this familiar smell was like a key that instantly opened the door to their memories, making them feel as if they had traveled through time and returned to those four years in college. It was a wonderful feeling.

They stood in front of the door of Dormitory 306, a place that had carried four years of youthful memories. At this moment, it felt both intimate and familiar, yet with an indescribable sense of strangeness.

The dormitory door was half open, and through the crack I could see two little girls sitting on stools eating instant noodles.

Zhao Chenyue walked up and knocked on the door gently. When the two girls looked up, she smiled and said, "Hello, juniors. We used to live in this dormitory. Can we come in and take a look?"

The two girls immediately stood up and responded enthusiastically, "Of course, please come in, senior sister!"

One of the girls shyly began to tidy up the desk, apologetically saying, "The dormitory is a little messy, please don't mind, senior."

The two entered the dormitory, and the layout was just like it was eight years ago: two bunk beds; a rectangular iron table in the middle; on both sides of the bedside by the window were the familiar large iron cabinets, steady and heavy; in the corner by the window were brooms, mops and other cleaning tools; wet clothes were still hanging on the clothesline, and the curtains were still a dull dark blue, making this already not very bright dormitory even more gloomy and depressing.

Zhao Chenyue looked around and said with emotion: "This dormitory really hasn't changed. It's still the same, hot and humid. In this weather, there's not even an air conditioner."

A young girl heard Zhao Chenyue's complaints and echoed, "That's right, especially at noon, it's like a big steamer. They have been talking about renovating the dormitory since I was a freshman, but I'm a senior now and it still hasn't been renovated." From the girl's tone, one can hear her deep resentment.

Another girl asked curiously, "Senior, how many years have you graduated?"

Zhao Chenyue smiled and replied: "Nine years, time has passed too quickly."

"Wow, it's been so long!" the two girls exclaimed, full of curiosity about the two seniors who returned to school. "Is your dormitory like this before?"

Zhao Chenyue gently stroked the edge of the bed on her left hand side and recalled: "The layout is exactly the same. I slept on the lower bunk of this bed back then."

Li Jiawei pointed to the bed on the right and said, "I am the lower berth of this bed."

When the two girls heard this, a trace of envy flashed in their eyes: "Senior sister, you are really out of the sea of ​​suffering. We still have to endure another year."

Zhao Chenyue sighed and asked with concern: "Actually, time flies. There are basically no classes in the second half of the senior year. Everyone is out looking for a job. You will soon be out of this sea of ​​suffering. By the way, I remember there were often cockroaches here before. Are there still any now?"

When talking about cockroaches, the two girls nodded repeatedly with bitter expressions: "Yes, it's better in the dormitory now. The school will kill insects regularly, but the bathroom is simply a disaster area. I dare not put my toiletries there. There are too many cockroaches. It's a headache."

The two seemed to have found a resonance and complained for a long time, until Li Jiawei and Zhao Chenyue had to leave Dormitory 306, and then they reluctantly ended the topic.

After stepping out of the dormitory building, the two of them took a deep breath of the outside air at the same time. Zhao Chenyue said with emotion: "I can't imagine how we survived those four years."

Li Jiawei smiled and said, "When I first moved in, I actually felt it was pretty good." When she was in high school, she and her parents lived in the basement, a place that never saw sunlight all year round. Compared to the basement, this dormitory is much better.

Zhao Chenyue shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It's all because I didn't study hard when I was young that I failed to get into a good university! Look at those 211 and 985 universities. The accommodation conditions in the brochures are completely different from here. Our school is really short of money and heart."

The two walked forward while talking. After walking only about 300 meters, they saw several teams lined up in front of the administrative building, and they couldn't help but feel curious.

Li Jiawei walked towards an elderly gentleman who had just walked out of the queue and asked politely, "Old gentleman, may I ask what the people in front of you are queuing for?"

The old man looked at Li Jiawei kindly, with a gentle smile in his eyes: "Little girl, you also graduated from this school, right?"

Li Jiawei smiled and nodded to confirm: "Yes, I am a graduate here."

The old man explained: "I also graduated from this school, and I was making a donation for the school's 50th anniversary celebration."

"Donation?" Li Jiawei seemed to be thinking about it, and then asked, "Does everyone have to donate? Is there a rule on how much to donate?"

The old man waved his hand and smiled, "Of course it's not mandatory, it's all voluntary. I donated one thousand yuan to express my gratitude to my alma mater."

After the old man left, Li Jiawei turned to Zhao Chenyue and asked her opinion: "Chenyue, do you want to donate?"

Zhao Chenyue said cheerfully, "Since we're here, let's donate. I'll donate 1,000 too, what about you?"

Li Jiawei seemed a little hesitant. If her financial situation was the same as Zhao Chenyue's, she would also donate 1,000 yuan without hesitation. But now, she was a little confused about how much to donate: "We don't know where these donations will eventually be used?"

Zhao Chenyue said: "Indeed, no matter how little the donation is, it is still money. We have the right to know. Otherwise, why don't we go and ask the staff?"

Li Jiawei said: "Okay, let's go ask."