Even though the reputation of Jingnan University of Technology has plummeted in Jinling City, President Liu still shamelessly stayed in his seat, causing many people to say behind his back that he was a rogue, shameless, and shameless. However, he just pointed his spine and scolded students and The disgruntled teacher was incapable of getting rid of that old dog-like thing.
Lin Yue disappeared, and no one knew where he went, as if he had really disappeared from the world.
After Xu Kaiyang, Xiaopang, and Shouhouer graduated, there were fewer channels for the three girls in Room 308 of the girls' dormitory to contact Zhang Kai.
The incident of Zhang Zhang being expelled seems to be just an inconspicuous incident in the century-old history of Jingnan University of Technology. However, for teachers like Professor Qin and Professor Wang, it can be clearly felt that the quality of the freshmen in 1999 is compared with the previous years. The quality of the freshman class has declined.
After all, reputation is easy to destroy but difficult to rebuild. But after all, it is a national key university. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Compared with some second- and third-rate universities, it still has great advantages.
From 1999 to 2000, for a whole year, Zhang Kai never appeared again.
Except for Professors He and Qin, who would occasionally be stunned for a few seconds when they talked about the outstanding students they had taught, the students in the lower grades had basically forgotten the name "Kaifang".
Ruan Guan, Zheng Wei, and Zhu Xiaobei have already entered their senior years. They are either doing internships abroad or busy looking for jobs. They have obviously less time in school. After all, they are students of the Department of Civil Engineering and have a lot of professional knowledge that they need to go to the frontline construction sites. learn.
one year later.
Graduation season 2000.
In the home-cooked restaurant at Ximen of Jingnan University of Technology.
The young men and women who have received their degree certificates and are about to step out of campus and enter the society do not have the excitement of yearning for independence when they were young. From the front hall to the lobby to the private rooms, the feeling of separation is filled with the anesthesia that can only be alleviated by alcohol.
In the dimly lit corner of the bar, couples who were about to part were kissing each other with reluctance. In front of the DVD and TV set on the north wall of the lobby, several students who were half drunk were holding microphones and following the lyrics flashing on the screen, thinking they were feeling affectionate. Sing a song dedicated to so and so.
At a dining table near the window, Ruan Guan, Zhu Xiaobei, and Zheng Wei were sitting together. There were a dozen empty wine bottles next to the dishes.
The dishes were basically untouched, and the three of them just drank.
When a drunk student from the Department of Architecture ran out, Ruan Guan snatched the half-blown beer bottle from Zheng Wei.
"Stop drinking. If you drink any more, you'll get drunk."
Will you get drunk if you drink again? She's drunk now, okay?
Zheng Wei put one arm on the dining table, lowered his head slightly, shook his other hand, and said with drunken eyes: "This bastard left as soon as he said it, without even saying hello, he left us alone for a year Half, he is so cruel, if I see him in the future...I will definitely...must take out his heart and see what it is made of."
Zhu Xiaobei straightened his slightly messy hair, with a somewhat self-deprecating smile on his red face: "Take out his heart? I think you will take out your heart and show it to him."
"Who said that?" Zheng Wei clapped her chest and said drunkenly: "I, the jade-faced... the jade-faced little flying dragon, always say what I say, and it's hard to chase him back. I... I do what I say."
Zhu Xiaobei lowered himself to the dining table and looked out the window through the green beer bottle in front of him. He said with sadness in his eyes: "Last spring, you said you wouldn't cry for him anymore. Who was it?" On the day I received my diploma, I secretly wiped away tears while looking at the photos taken in Ruan Guan's hometown two years ago. You are... just a tough talker."
All three of them had drunk too much, and they had no control over their conversation.
"You're still talking about me, aren't you too? Behind our backs, you called the customer service of "Jianghu" several times and asked if their manager's name was Zhang Zhang? After they told you that it wasn't, you went to the playground and cried while running. A well-meaning classmate asked you if you needed help, and you told them not to bother you."
Now it was Zheng Wei's turn to expose Zhu Xiaobei's shortcomings.
"Are you following me?"
"Who's following you?"
"That's eavesdropping on my phone call."
Zheng Wei stopped talking because Zhu Xiaobei was right. She had indeed eavesdropped on her phone call and wanted to know if the person in charge of "Jiang Hu" was Zhang Zhang. Although she had called her as early as last spring, the customer service told her No, the person named Zhang Zhang transferred the operating rights of "Jianghu" to them.
Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking and looking sadly at a vegetable leaf falling into the teacup, Zhu Xiaobei suddenly turned red and said, "I miss him..."
One sentence expresses the thoughts of three people.
Others talked about youth and no regrets at the graduation dinner, and talked about separation and separation, but it was better for the three of them. They were all the same person, and that person had obviously been out of their lives for a long time.
Ruan Guan picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass. She was the drinker of the three. In the past, three or four bottles of beer were no problem, but today, drinking to drown the sorrows not only made the sorrows worse, but also seemed to make the drunkenness come on very quickly. .
Zheng Wei saw tears in Zhu Xiaobei's eyes, patted the table and said, "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? Aren't you a tomboy? Why are you more of a mother-in-law than those resentful wives? Is it worth it for him? "
Zhu Xiaobei raised his head and looked over: "Isn't it worth it?"
"It's not... worth it!" She didn't notice it herself, her tone was choked when she said this, and her eye circles couldn't help but turn red.
"It's not worth why you cry. Don't think I don't know. You have liked him for a long time. Even now, you still can't forget him. Otherwise, if Chen Xiaozheng and Lin Jing came to you, you wouldn't reject them outright and even change things." No room is given."
"Isn't it the same for you?" Zheng Wei pointed out the pain point to her. Facts have proved that all the determination and cruel words she made in the past were all girls' tricks to deceive themselves and others.
"Juan'er ran away and gave you the key to the house on Zhujiang Road. In the past year or so, you have been going there frequently. Don't you just want to know if he has come back? His books, his computer, he didn't The clothes and personal items that you had time to take away were all washed, dried, and neatly placed by you, thinking that he would feel like home when he came back. Tomboy... How can you be a tomboy, you liar? When you fall in love with someone, you are more womanly than Ruan Guan and I."
Zhu Xiaobei was stunned: "How did you know?"
"Your sister told me." Zheng Wei was very proud, because she won the short-term battle. Zhu Xiaobei never expected that there was a guy in his camp with an elbow turned outward.
"Why is she telling you this?"
"Because she wanted me to take more care of you, saying that you are more fragile than we thought in this matter."
Zheng Wei said with a proud look on his face, but the pride faded as quickly as it came.
"She said you were fragile. Who can be really strong in this kind of thing? Even Ruan Guan...isn't it like losing his soul? Look at those gloves, she knitted them and took them apart. I’m not satisfied. He has been gone for more than a year, and I don’t know if he will appear again. Who can you give it to after you have knitted it? So when it comes to love, no woman has the IQ."
Ruan Guan forced a smile and said, "Why does it involve me again?"
Zheng Wei waved his hand fiercely: "If you can hide this kind of thing from others, can you also hide it from us? Ruan Ruan, please don't pretend to be calm and deceive us, okay?"
Ruan Guan straightened the hair hanging in front of her face, used her fingers to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, without saying anything, picked up the cup on the table and drank it in one gulp with a painful expression.
Counting back one year and five months, they walked around the campus of Jingnan Institute of Technology. She vaguely remembered the blankness in the eyes of the boys in the mechanical engineering department. The female fruit vendor said that he was really good at chopping. The helplessness at the price, and the way the man held half a steamed bun and said seriously that the mouse was pitiful...
However, who would have thought that that would be the last impression of him during his college days.
Where is the guy in the photo holding up a pair of scissor hands that look like crab claws? Does he know that there are three girls in this city who are worried about him and stain their youth with tears?
Graduation season, breakup season, farewell season...
Over a drinking session, they were suppressed in their hearts and did not dare to speak. It was difficult for them to speak, and they poured out all the words they could not speak.
Only then did the three of them realize that the little secrets in their hearts were clearly visible to the sisters around them, but they just chose to hide them and not touch the possibilities that might make things develop out of their control.
Five minutes later, Zheng Wei knocked over the beer bottle on the dining table, and the three girls hugged each other and cried.
When the girls at the table opposite saw their appearance, they thought they were crying for a college career they could never go back to. The freshmen couldn't help but sigh, covering their mouths with one hand and showing sadness in their eyes.
…
Three years later.
Winter has already entered in the north, and the cold current from Siberia is sweeping across China. People in the south are feeling a little more melancholy about the cold and wet.
The sycamore tree at Jinling University has just shed its last yellow leaves. The cold wind is blowing on the young students wearing scarves and cotton hats on the long road. The sound of bicycle bells is wandering around the campus.
The woman wearing a long sweater on the bench next to the playground raised her wrist and glanced at the dial, picked up the still warm coffee beside her, and walked towards the newly built auditorium opposite.
Students who came here came with their friends or partners, laughing and joking all the way. Some people climbed up the stairs with calm expressions, stopped in front of the display rack next to the gate, and looked at that person with admiration.
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