At the end of June, there were fewer and fewer students in the campus of Songcheng University. In the season of summer, when the fruits on the branches were full, there was a sense of desolation in the air.
Dormitory 302, Unit 2, Building 7. Lou Cheng opened the closet and looked at some T-shirts, pants, and shirts in a mess. He was a little confused.
These were the leftovers from Coach Yan's long-distance selection …
At his feet, the 28-inch suitcase was full. The cardboard boxes were sealed with tape and pasted with express deliveries, waiting to be sent out.
"If you don't want your old clothes, you can take them to Building 12. A few seniors seem to be organizing a donation drive." Zhao Qiang tidied up his luggage and glanced at Lou Cheng.
"Not bad. I'll go there tomorrow." Lou Cheng closed the closet door and turned around. He looked at Qiang, who had been the head of the dormitory for three years. "When are you coming back?"
"Tomorrow afternoon. I'll go to Songcheng Normal University first." Zhao Qiang pushed his black-rimmed glasses shyly and asked, "What about you?"
"My flight is at noon the day after tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled and looked around. He invited, "Let's get together tonight?"
"Sure." Zhao Qiang agreed readily.
Qiu Zhigao, who was showing off his muscles, stopped and laughed. "I was waiting for you to say that!"
Zhang Jingye, the model worker, looked away from the lines of code on the computer screen and picked up his phone. "Okay, I'll tell Wu Qian first."
"Then I'll ask next door." Lou Cheng walked out of the small dormitory and stood in front of Talker's door. He bent his fingers and knocked twice on the open wooden door.
"Let's have dinner together tonight?" Lou Cheng smiled when he got the look back.
Cai Zongming clicked his tongue. "I thought you forgot about the farewell dinner! I was wondering if I should remind you that the Supreme Seafood Barbecue Restaurant in the gourmet city is very good. "
Qin Mo put on his gold-rimmed glasses and put his palms together. "I didn't go home today. I didn't go out to fool around. I was waiting for you to treat me! Don't worry, I won't rush to pay the bill! "
"No problem." Mou Yuanxing, who had brought his girlfriend since he entered the university and slept in the dormitory all year round, was lying on the bed. He raised his phone to show that he had gotten the approval from the leader.
He was not tall, but he was very bookish.
"God" Tang Wen also raised his head. "When are we leaving?"
"Hey, you're not playing games in the dorm anymore?" Lou Cheng blurted out, amused.
This guy always asked Little Ming to bring food for him!
"I mainly play mobile games now. Isn't it the same wherever I go?" Tang Wen answered matter-of-factly.
That makes a lot of sense. I'm actually speechless … Lou Cheng could only take out his phone and look at the lit screen. "Let's wait for another half an hour before leaving. According to Talker's suggestion, let's go to the Supreme Seafood Barbeque Restaurant in the gourmet city."
Compared to three years ago when they had just arrived, the new campus of Songcheng University was no longer so desolate. There was a residential area, a gourmet city, and a few bustling streets.
Half an hour later, after walking for more than twenty minutes, everyone from Dorm 302 arrived at the food city. They found the barbeque shop that Cai Zongming had mentioned and ordered a lot of things, including a few cartons of beer.
"We'll drink. You and Talker can drink as you please." Qin Mo brushed his hair back and changed from a gentle to a forthright manner. "I'll be the wine commander!"
"You look like you're used to hanging out in nightclubs." Cai Zongming didn't hold back. He took a bottle of Dongrui Beer and said, "I'll break my rule today. I can't waste Cheng's treat."
"Just tell me if you want to drink. You don't have to use me as an excuse." Lou Cheng poured himself a cup of buckwheat tea, stood up, looked around, and said with some emotion, "I won't say anything about being on the same boat for a hundred years. Anyway, it's a rare fate for all of us to be in the same dorm and spend time together for three years. I'll probably come back once or twice in my senior year for my dissertation and graduation. Let me use this tea as a substitute for wine to toast to all of you, to the past three years, and to the tail of youth that has passed away."
"You're getting better at talking, aren't you?" Cai Zongming stood up with a cup full of beer and teased him.
"Isn't that obvious? I've been thinking about this for days. I've even revised the draft several times. "Lou Cheng said self-deprecatingly as he clinked glasses with Zhao Qiang and the others.
"To our university life!" He shouted in a low voice with mixed feelings. He raised the cup and gulped down the tea.
Cai Zongming didn't interrupt and finished the beer in his cup with Qin Mo and the others.
After sitting down again, Lou Cheng peeled off the shell and ate a palm-sized grilled mantis prawn.
He refilled his cup and looked at Zhao Qiang opposite him.
"Qiang, your postgraduate recommendation should be confirmed, right?"
"Not yet. I'll have to wait until next semester." Zhao Qiang looked smug. "But I'm one of the top few … Cheng, if you come back to Songcheng in the next three or four years, feel free to look for me. I should be here."
He picked up the beer bottle and filled his cup. He sighed and laughed.
"I think I can post a post with the title, 'My amazing roommate. When he entered school, he was neither tall nor strong and loved to sleep. In the end, he became an Inhuman Mighty One and a Heavenly Son of the era. Here, let's toast to you. Humans really have to consider the course of history and fate."
After finishing his cup, Lou Cheng smiled and asked Zhang Jingye, "Model worker, the on-campus enrollment is coming in the second half of the year. You don't seem to be taking the postgraduate entrance exam. What are your plans?"
"Plans? I plan to stay in Songcheng. You know, I'm from the Northwest. We study software. We have to stay in Beijing, Huahai, Huacheng, Moshang, Gaofen, and Songcheng to develop. I've thought about it. It'll be tough at the beginning. It doesn't matter if I work overtime as long as I can learn something. " Zhang Jingye had thought about his future and answered sincerely, "Cheng, remember to look for me when you come back to Songcheng!"
At this moment, Qin Mo laughed involuntarily, "Model Worker, I suddenly thought of a joke. In our line of work, the third-rate people write the code, the second-rate people do the architecture, and the first-rate people, haha, the first-rate people do the PowerPoint!"
Everyone burst into laughter. When they calmed down, Cai Zongming went straight to the point and asked,
"Model worker, be honest. Is Wu Qian a local of Songcheng?"
"No … but she wants to stay in Songcheng …" Zhang Jingye answered, a little embarrassed.
"That's even more worth a toast!" Lou Cheng laughed and picked up his cup.
They all love their wives!
Watching them gulp down their beer, Qiu Zhigao took the initiative to say, "I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance exam either. I plan to leave as soon as I get a good job, even a big city is fine."
After saying a few words, he looked at Lou Cheng and sighed. "I'm a little regretful. If I had joined the special training with you in the first year, maybe, maybe everything would be different."
Now he was neither high nor low …
"We're still young. As long as we have the heart and are willing to work hard, things will get better sooner or later." Lou Cheng raised his cup and comforted him.
Old Qiu didn't say more and finished the beer in his cup.
In the first few years of college, some people were high-spirited, while others were depressed.
Lou Cheng turned to look at Tang Wen. He didn't want to expose other people's scars. He smiled and said, "God, the e-sports game industry is so popular now. When you make a lot of money in the future, don't forget us!"
Tang Wen raised his cup and said shyly, "Let's talk about it after I pass the final exam and get enough credits. Otherwise, you won't see me again. My dad will beat me to death!"
They clinked their cups and teased each other. Lou Cheng looked at Mou Yuanxing and said,
"When it comes to the time spent in the dormitory, I'm the last and you're the second last. Let's stop talking and have a toast."
"What do you think of Qin Mo?" Mou Yuanxing asked wittily.
After another burst of laughter, Qin Mo stood up and said, "I admit it.
"I agree. Come on, the three of us who don't go home at night will drink a bottle. Cheng, you can do whatever you want."
After drinking, Lou Cheng glanced at Little Ming with a smile.
"Talker, we don't have to be so polite, right?"
"Yes, you don't have to be so polite. Lend me your card." Cai Zongming said with disdain.
After a round of drinking, they shifted their focus to the barbecue and talked about the interesting things in the past three years. For example, Tang Wen forgot the time of the exam, and Lou Cheng only showed up in the dormitory before going to bed and chatting for a while.
Once the conversation started, the past flew into their minds. A few of them were dead drunk. It wasn't clear if they were sending Lou Cheng off or commemorating the three years of their youth that they had lost.
"Cheng, when … when you become a Physical Invulnerability expert, I will definitely … definitely tell the people around me that this is my roommate, this is my bro! I, I watched him become stronger step by step … "Towards the end, Old Qiu stuttered and mumbled. Then he was helped into the dormitory by Zhao Qiang, whose face was flushed with blood. The other drunkards were in high spirits and wanted to play a game online.
The living room was deserted. Only Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming were standing there.
"Shall we go out for a walk and get some fresh air?" Little Ming suggested.
"Sure." Lou Cheng put his hands in his pockets and answered calmly.
Cai Zongming turned and walked into the dormitory. He took out two small bottles of Red Star Erguotou and said self-deprecatingly,
"Today, let me indulge in some alcohol."
After leaving the dormitory, they walked through the commercial street and came to the other end of the long bridge. The two went down to the lakeside and found a quiet place.
Seeing the wooden bench, Lou Cheng subconsciously wanted to wipe it clean before sitting down. However, he quickly realized that he didn't bring any paper towels with him.
Sigh … He shook his head and smiled. He sat down just like that.
Cai Zongming sat down beside him. He twisted open the bottle cap and took a sip. He chuckled and said,
"Cheng, do you know what my impression of you was when I first saw you?"
Without waiting for Lou Cheng to speak, he answered his own question.
"This guy was so uncouth. His hair looked like it was made when he slept without drying it. It was so unique. Not to mention his clothes and pants. What the hell!"
"Damn, you finally told the truth!" Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou and said, "When you said you wanted to pursue Yan Zheke, although I encouraged you and taught you skills, I didn't think highly of you at all. It was the same with practicing martial arts. I thought you were wasting your time …"
He looked at the rippling surface of the lake and said with a sense of emptiness,
"In the end, you really did create a miracle … The Longhu Club. That's the Longhu Club. When you were in your first year, you always talked about how the Dragon King was your idol and wanted to watch the Longhu Club's matches. In the end, you just joined them. It's like you're in a TV series …"
Cai Zongming didn't turn his head. His tone became deep and somewhat erratic,
"Cheng, you must replace us and fulfill our martial arts dreams. You must become a Mighty One with physical invulnerability …"
"What do you mean by replace you?" Lou Cheng asked.
Cai Zongming chuckled and his voice became deeper and deeper,
"I know very well that even if I can reach the Dan stage in my senior year, I can only fight in the fourth-level preliminaries or prepare for the third-level North-South Regional Competition after graduation. In this lifetime, it's almost impossible for me to reach the Inhuman stage, let alone physical invulnerability. After five years of hard work, I can get a Professional Seventh Pin certificate in ten years. That's the best development. Maybe I can only understand 'withdraw' when I'm thirty …"
He turned his head and shook his head with dark eyes.
"Cheng, this is called living, not dreaming …"
He grabbed the bottle and took another sip. He squeezed out a smile and said, "And I don't like the life of having to fight every week. Not at all!"
But you're eager to fight every time. You're unusually excited every time we have a conversation … Lou Cheng wanted to refute, but he was at a loss for words.
Cai Zongming drank another sip of sorghum wine. He leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He looked at the starry sky and said,
"I went home on the first of May. I realized that my dad has aged by almost ten years … He didn't ask me what job I want in my senior year, but I think I'm a man …"
Lou Cheng was stunned at first, but soon understood. An inexplicable and intense sadness welled up in him.
Cai Zongming turned his head and looked at him. He said with a cheeky smile, "This might be a good thing. Didn't you always say that you can understand 'withdraw' after a while? I'll go home and rest for a few years. Maybe I'll be able to master some divine skills. "
At this moment, he saw the change in Lou Cheng's expression. He said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, why are you so jealous? I'm not jealous. Why are you jealous? I'm not jealous. Why are you jealous? "
"I'm not f * cking crying!" Lou Cheng shouted in a hoarse voice.
Cai Zongming turned his head and looked at the lake. He announced to himself,
"I'm not f * cking crying either!"
He took a deep breath and picked up the bottle. He looked at Lou Cheng and said with sparkling eyes,
"Cheng, you have to go on well. You have to go on well …"
"Mm …" Lou Cheng choked. He picked up another bottle of sorghum wine, unscrewed the cap, and clinked it with Cai Zongming's. Then he raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
That strange yet familiar feeling emerged. It was choking and pungent.
…
A day later, in the early morning.
Lou Cheng put away his stance and exhaled. He didn't leave the lake immediately. Instead, he walked in another direction along the path that was so familiar to him that it seemed to be carved into his bones.
That was the place where he picked up the black carp …
That was the starting point where he exhausted the enemy in his first real battle …
That was the street lamp that witnessed his first kiss with Ke …
That was the observation deck that he walked past every time he went on a date …
After circling the lake, Lou Cheng returned to the long bridge and walked to the martial arts arena. He used the bathroom in the locker room to wash off the sweat from the training.
After changing his clothes and putting on his glasses, he cleaned up the things in the locker and locked it again. He left the key in the lock.
Coming out of the locker room, Lou Cheng saw that Deng Yang, He Zi, and Wang Dali were still focused on the special training and didn't notice him.
He smiled and watched for a while. Then he turned around and walked into the Honor Room. Standing in front of the Feitian Cup, the symbol of last year's national champion, he was stunned for dozens of seconds.
Retracting his gaze, Lou Cheng slowly looked around, taking in every scene. Only then did he leave the martial arts arena step by step, not bothering He Zi and the others.
Following the path that he had walked countless times, he used his feet to re-measure the teaching building, the long bridge, the square, and the commercial street. He entered the seventh dormitory, climbed the stairs of the second unit, and returned to the dormitory.
Zhao Qiang had left the school yesterday. Qiu Zhigao and Zhang Jingye were nowhere to be found. His desk was messy, and his luggage and suitcase were randomly placed.
Lou Cheng put his laptop into his backpack and finished the final preparations. He took a picture of Yan Zheke and sent her a message.
Then, he put on his backpack, pulled the box, and walked to the door. When he was about to go out, he suddenly looked back and swept his eyes over the wooden desk, the bed that Zhao Qiang always neatly made, the back of Qiu Zhigao's chair that was slightly burnt, and Zhang Jingye's half-open wardrobe.
Looking around, Lou Cheng silently left the room. He closed the door and closed the room full of memories.
The living room outside was empty and quiet. He took a deep look and suddenly turned around. Dragging his suitcase, he left the dormitory and went down the stairs.
After a few steps, Lou Cheng looked back again and saw the mottled door and the dim "302" sign.
Three years had passed, and they had aged a lot.
Lou Cheng exhaled and didn't stop. He carried his suitcase and walked down the stairs.
He walked all the way. His feet were replaced by the school bus, the school bus was replaced by a taxi, and the taxi was replaced by his feet. Finally, he boarded the plane and sat by the window.
After chatting with Yan Zheke for a while, Lou Cheng turned off his phone and felt that the flight had taken off.
After a short wait and a quick sprint, the iron bird flew up and rushed into the blue sky.
Lou Cheng turned his head and saw the city become smaller in his eyes. He saw several landmark buildings.
That was the Ocean Aquarium …
That was the Songcheng Martial Arts Stadium …
That was the building with the delicious Qi Feng cake …
That was the mall where he bought the ring for the first time …
These gradually became smaller. The eye-catching Zhaoshan Lake and Weishui Lake were reflected in Lou Cheng's eyes, making him see illusions and reality.
That was the lakeside where the white-haired old man was said to be studied …
That was the Songcheng University Martial Arts Stadium where his brother-in-law coldly showed up …
That was the dormitory where he and Talker were sarcastic …
That was the canteen shared with Ke …
That was the locker room where everyone was sad and painful …
That was the grandstand where they shouted "Come Again" …
That was the Honor Room where hands overlapped each other and pushed the "Feitian Cup" into the cabinet …
That was the library where he jumped off the building with a girl in his arms …
That was Valentine's Day when the moonlight shone and the "fireworks were in full bloom" …
All of these quickly became smaller and smaller and ended without a trace. The flight soared high in the sky.
Lou Cheng slowly retracted his gaze and leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes and silently said the words that he had been suppressing in his heart,
Goodbye, Songcheng.
(End of Part)
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