mourning dove

He often had some strange dreams. In the dream, he was not abandoned by his mother in the orphanage, but was thrown in the snow and picked up for adoption.He woke up with a vague recollection of what happened afterwards, except for a headache.

The alarm clock on the bed cabinet was ticking. He looked at the time and realized that he was going to be late for part-time work. He didn't bother to think about these other things, so he packed up and went out.

Today's day was not very smooth, he was late for 10 minutes, and the boss just came to the store to check. He said that it is difficult to find a job these days, and lazy people tend to live on the streets.

The employees who wanted to complain kept their eyes on each other, and made faces when the boss turned around.

The customer who came to the store was dissatisfied with the portion of French fries. Even though he patiently explained it several times, the other party was even more impatient knocking on the table and demanding a change.The boss looked at him when he came over with a smile, as if saying that this problem could not be handled well.

He lowered his head silently, feeling depressed and flustered, obviously it was only a small matter, but no matter how small it is, it would always destroy the mood.And these small things are just a part of a certain day in life, and most of the days are such ordinary past.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, and it was the monitor who asked him if he wanted to participate in the class activities.He silently calculated the cost in his mind. After paying the tuition, the living expenses seemed a bit tight, so he could only refuse again.

He thought that the other party would not come to ask him again next time.No matter how I think about it, I feel an incompatible sense of loss.

This sense of ambivalence lasted until after get off work. As usual, he rode his bicycle to the library to read a book for a while.

He wrote down the title of the book the teacher said last time in the memo on his mobile phone, but when he was about to borrow it, he found that it had already been borrowed.He was about to leave when someone stopped him softly, "Do you want to borrow this book?"

That person's smile was like the sun outside at the moment, warming one's heart for no reason. He looked at the other person with inexplicable familiarity, and a sense of familiarity surged from his chest.

He opened his mouth, and he, who has never been good at communicating with people, suddenly forgot how to say hello, and he just answered yes, that person looked down at him with a smile in his eyes, "I just borrowed it too." , if you don't mind, we can watch it together."

According to his subconscious nature of not wanting to bother others, he wanted to refuse, but he was embarrassed to say so directly when he refused, so he nodded.

As if they knew each other, they both had a sense of intimacy with each other, quietly reading a book in the library in tacit understanding.

When he was about to leave, the man suddenly said: "I think, I seem to have seen you in my dream."

He was taken aback by the sudden words, and then replied: "That's a coincidence."

The man pursed his lips, "... If there is fate, how about making friends?"

He looked at the other party's tense appearance, and suddenly he relaxed a lot in his heart, and let go of the first smile of the day, "Okay."

The man laughed too.

"Hi, my name is Chen Yu."

The author has something to say: la la la.I don't know what kind of life I should write about the side story you want, and if I do it again, Yu Gu is not called Yu Gu, after all, Yu Yuanzhen also took this name.So I used 'he' instead.

'He' will have his own life and world, as for what kind of direction, you can make up your mind hahahaha