little city

The days passed quietly, senior year entered my life, and another group of freshmen appeared on campus with immature faces. Sometimes it is not that we want to grow old, but young people are forcing us to grow old.

In a blink of an eye, I will be graduating next year. Some students have already found jobs, and some students are busy taking postgraduate entrance examinations and civil servant examinations.and I?There is no plan for the postgraduate entrance examination, no job, and nothing.

One day, I wanted to go back to the dormitory. When I opened the door of the dormitory, I found that the dormitory was no longer what we used to be. Dongdong had already moved away. Only Hiroze and one of his friends were left in the dormitory. I didn't even know where to sit, but I looked like an outsider.

I walked around the campus, and Jingshu had been away for more than a year, and it was another autumn.A new group of students gathered in the gazebo of the school to start a new English corner, chatting about something.I haven't been to the basketball court for a long time, and it has changed from a concrete floor to a plastic floor.A group of new elective students gathered in the self-study classroom.

I went to the reading room of the library again. Like a stone Buddha, the teacher who never spoke looked at me in surprise, and said, "You haven't graduated yet?" so I didn't realize it.

I was quite surprised and replied: "Soon, soon, the last time."

"Young people must be able to endure loneliness, work hard, and stick to their ideals."

I suddenly felt ashamed, so moved, I kept saying, "Thank you teacher."

That night, I had a frightening dream: On the vast grassland, a wolf was chasing me desperately. I couldn't run anymore, so I simply stopped, closed my eyes, and waited for the hungry wolf to kill me.The hungry wolf bit down without hesitation, and the person who was bitten was indeed Jing Shu, who yelled loudly.I was like Jing Shu possessing a body, I wanted to save her, but I couldn't move at all.

The next day, I received a call from Jingshu's mother, saying that Jingshu had left, and that she had been hit by a mudslide in western Sichuan, where her car crashed and people died.

At that moment, the first time I met Jingshu appeared in my mind. She sat quietly in her seat, sometimes real, sometimes illusory.She didn't seem to exist in this world, but accidentally established a connection with me in another world.The train that day, the rain that day, the windows of the car that day were all just a dream.

She was originally an elf from another world.

The last trace of connection between me and her world was broken, but I could feel the existence of that world vividly again, and I was concerned because of her.

I can bear this ending mentally, but my body is not that strong.I had a continuous fever, dizziness and brain swelling, and I seemed to be sleeping and waking up. I would rather die than live.

Xiaoxin comes to accompany me every day, taking care of everything in life, all life for me.The sweat drops on her forehead, the vulgar jokes she made, and her nagging complaints are all sources of warmth for me.I know that Xiaoxin is a person who belongs to this world, a person in the real world.

When I got better, I left a note telling Xiaoxin that I would go out for a while, don't worry about me, and wait for me to come back.

I got on the train to West Sichuan, Jing Shu was calling me, I had to see her off.

The train was still extremely crowded, even the aisles were full of people. Some people sat on the ground when they were tired from standing, and a middle-aged woman slept under the seat. In such an environment, going to the toilet was very difficult. .

Next to my seat, there was an old man who seemed to be working outside.I squeezed out a very narrow seat for him, he was very moved and even said thank you.

"Young man, what kind of work do you do? It doesn't look like a part-time job, at least he's a manager, right?" the uncle asked me.

"No, I'm just a poor student."

"Young people, don't worry. There is a shortage of talents in this society. If you have the ability, you will have opportunities. Gold will always shine."

In this society, I have heard too much about the uselessness of reading, and it is rare for an uncle to recognize the usefulness of reading.My buttocks retracted hard again, hoping to give the uncle more space.

When I set foot on the land of western Sichuan again, I was still amazed by her natural beauty and people's simplicity.Hardworking people live here, it is a paradise on earth.

I went to the small courtyard of the middle school, and it was still peaceful and comfortable.Same as last time, I stood in the yard for a long time until Jing Shu's mother came to pick me up.

She looks exactly like Jing Shu, I couldn't help but hug her and cry bitterly.I miss her so much.

Jingshu's mother settled me in a guest house, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then left.She had just lost her daughter, and grief was written all over her face.

I was also tired, so I fell asleep on the bed.

I saw Jing Shu approaching from a distance, no matter how long I haven't seen her, I will never forget her face, always elegant and clean, fresh and refined.

"I didn't expect you to come?"

"I didn't even think of it myself, but I came anyway. You've lost weight, can you give me a hug?"

Before I finished speaking, I rushed forward.She took a few steps back naturally.

"You've lost weight too."

"No, I'm fine, I just miss you." Tears welled up in my eyes.

Jing Shu stood opposite me, watching me cry, she reached out and grabbed my hand.My heart was even more sad, and I held her hand tightly.

"I don't think I'm fine? You don't want to be like this."

"Yeah." I didn't know what to say, I just nodded and wiped away my tears silently.

"Promise me, live well."

After speaking, she smiled and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

I hurriedly stretched out my hand to grab her, but I didn't expect to roll from the bed to the ground.

I shrank in the room and shouted loudly: Jingshu, Jingshu.

Leaving the small town, I hitchhiked all the way to the southwest, not knowing where my destination was, but this way of traveling made me feel the existence of life in my exhaustion.The human body can truly feel the taste of being alive only when it is extremely hungry, tired, and sleepy.

I laughed out loud when I looked in the bathroom mirror in one of the lounge areas, beard down my neck, hair shaggy, ragged, and looking like a beggar.

I sang, roared, and walked to the next unknown destination.