trivial story

At the end of this period, Feng Yungeng's teacher asked the graduate students to help watch the progress of the projects of the three undergraduate graduates.It was organized by that senior brother.Fengyun's thesis was actually written in a rough way, so he simply made a PPT and took it over, and he talked for 15 minutes.

Su Zhao directly opened a WORD document and laid out what he had written—in fact, there was only a beginning, and he hadn't gotten to the point yet.The following acknowledgments were written in advance.

A senior sister who was in the second year of graduate school couldn't help complaining: "What is written here."

Hai Liqing didn't even show up, and went home early for the winter vacation.

After Feng Yun bought the train ticket to go home, he cleaned things in the dormitory in the last few days, donated part of what he could donate, and packed up the books and magazines he bought before and mailed them home.

In the evening, he and He Sanlu were in the dormitory, and the two of them chatted about the arrangements for the winter vacation.He Sanlu will stay in school, and he will not go home for the Spring Festival.Although he didn't say anything, it seemed that the job was going to fall to the company of the teacher's family.

Rong Shu came back quite late, and said as soon as he came in, "I've changed my subject."

"What's wrong? At this time..." He Sanlu asked.

"It's nothing." Rong Shu said while taking off his shoes, "Last Wednesday afternoon, Gu Mian was making out with a third-year senior sister in the lounge, and I bumped into him. He hasn't arranged for me to do anything this week, so I proposed to change it." He didn't have any objections to the group, and said he would contact me for me."

Gu Mian is Rong Shu's instructor, and there is only one female student in the third year of research under him.

Feng Yun and He Sanlu didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a while, Feng Yun asked: "Then which group are you going to transfer to?"

"Bi Chengzhong." Rong Shu said: "I talked to him, and the secretariat has already discussed it, and he gave me a few words, but didn't say anything else."

When it was time to go home, Jiang Xiaoguang suddenly contacted Fengyun, who had already happily started his graduation trip, saying that he wanted to walk along the coastline of the motherland.

When he arrived at T City where Fengyun was studying, Jiang Xiaoguang brought the special products he bought at the last stop, and brought them to Fengyun's dormitory in large and small bags.At that time, Rong Shu was preparing to go home, so he graciously let Jiang Xiaoguang sleep on his bed.

Hearing that Fengyun's train ticket was two days later, Jiang Xiaoguang said that he would be roommates with Fengyun for another two days.

Hearing these words in his ears, he was actually a little moved.

Fengyun took him around the school, which was different from when Zhu Dingyi came. He was eager to share, and wanted to show Jiang Xiaoguang everything he had seen, eaten, and walked through.

The estrangement from Han Lian made him a little scared. He was very afraid that the precious few friends would gradually walk away because they were not together and had no common experience with each other.

Jiang Xiaoguang is still the same, he is tall and big, and only puts a coat on top of his T-shirt in winter.

"Well, this is delicious." He tasted the crispy chicken cartilage on Fengyun's plate: "Are you busy, you seem to have lost weight."

"It's okay." Feng Yun handed him the chicken cartilage: "Have you finished your thesis and started walking around?"

"After I finished writing, I showed it to my teacher. He said that monkeys can pass the graduation thesis of undergraduates. He told me not to spend too much time and find a job as soon as possible."

"It's not like all monkeys..." Feng Yun wanted to meet this straightforward teacher a little bit: "Then the work is also settled?"

Jiang Xiaoguang nodded: "Family's company. My cousin made it clear early on that she would not take care of the family's business. What my grandfather and uncle mean, of course my own business should be looked after by my family."

At that time, I only knew that Jiang Xiaoguang’s grandfather opened a store selling lo-mei when he was young. Later, I heard that his uncle had already opened more than a dozen stores in City A, and the self-employed upgraded to a local time-honored enterprise.Jiang Xiaoguang usually looks at him laughing and laughing, it turns out that he is from the third generation who is not obvious.After his mother got married, she didn't handle anything in the store anymore. People in the old school have such a traditional and stubborn concept.But things took a turn and came back to Jiang Xiaoguang.

On the day Fengyun came home, Jiang Xiaoguang moved to a chain hotel in the city and saw Fengyun off at the train station before picking up his travel plans again.

The high school classmates didn't have much contact with each other in the two years after graduation. On the contrary, they were about to leave the society soon, and there would be reunions with classmates during the holidays.

Feng Yun didn't go this time, An Xin still told him everything that happened.Those who start their own businesses, those who continue their studies, and those who have already written their wedding invitations, in all directions, are no different from college students.

When I was young, I was full of confidence. When I wanted to be a scientist, an artist, or an astronaut, and when I really wanted to choose a career, for many people, the choice was already determined a long time ago.

Feng Yun calmly accepts that he is an ordinary person, and the issues he considers are trivial and realistic.

this is nothing.

Even if there are some places that are slightly different from most people, the possible impact on his life is extremely limited. Everything has already ended, or in other words, it has not actually started.

The news that Hao Dejun was sick and hospitalized came from the high school group.This teacher, who has been working in front-line teaching positions for decades, can't keep his blood pressure, blood sugar and blood lipids low.

Several students discussed in the group and made an appointment to visit the doctor together.

Feng Yun was planning to buy a basket of fruit, but he didn't know if the doctor would let Hao Dejun eat it, so he changed into a bunch of flowers and carried them all the way to the hospital to visit.

He deliberately staggered the appointment time of other students, and arrived a day late.

This winter afternoon is always like this, thick clouds cover the sun, and it looks gloomy as if it is about to rain.

On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, all the patients who could be discharged from the hospital went home to prepare for the New Year. The inpatient ward of the cardiovascular department was very deserted, and there was an echo when they walked.Feng Yun asked the ward at the nurse's station, and walked over, and Hao Dejun's warm laughter came from inside.

He knocked on the door, and someone said, "Anyone coming this afternoon?" and opened the door.

It's Han Lian.

The two looked at each other, and there was some surprise in each other's eyes.

Han Lian shifted his body to let Feng Yun in.

"Teacher." Feng Yun put the flowers away: "I heard that the teacher is hospitalized, how is the situation now?"

"It's okay, there's no big problem." Hao Dejun said indifferently: "There are some problems with people getting older. You are young now, pay attention to your work, rest, and living habits, and you will live comfortably when you are old." He has worked for dozens of years Teacher Nian always has endless exhortations to students.

"Yes." Feng Yun replied obediently.

Han Lian came over and sat on Fengyun's right.

Hao Dejun asked: "Have you two made an appointment to come together?"

Feng Yun smiled: "No, we met by chance. Who will accompany the teacher at home when he is hospitalized?"

Hao Dejun said: "I came here for the infusion during the day, and your teachers don't worry about my hospital running around the house. They sent me here in the morning and picked me up after work." He joked to himself: "It makes me look like a kindergarten kid. Here, Here is the fruit that Zhao Rong and the others gave when they came over, you two take it yourself."

Feng Yun took an orange and peeled it slowly, the fragrance released from the orange peel diffused for a moment, slightly diluting the inherent smell in the ward.

"Is it raining outside?" Han Lian asked.

"No." Feng Yun said, "But it looks like it's coming soon. Teacher remember to ask Mistress to bring an umbrella, the weather is not so good."

Hao Dejun even said yes, and went to touch the phone under the pillow.Feng Yun glanced at the phone and saw that the font on the phone was extremely large, so he knew he was presbyopic.

"You two always got together when you were in high school, are you still there?" Hao Dejun finished the phone call and said that looking at the two students, they looked like adults now.

"How can we always get together," Feng Yun said naturally, "Our university is quite far away."

Han Lian hesitated to speak.

Hao Dejun asked about the recent situation of the two of them, and said that Fengyun was introverted, and he had to be more active after graduation and work. Work was no more than studying, and his future depended on his own initiative to fight for it.

After four o'clock, the sky became more cloudy and cold, and the strong wind blew loudly.Hao Dejun glanced out of the window and urged them to go home.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, go home directly, don't stay outside, and send me a text message when you get home." It's still exactly the same as the class teacher's style.

The two bid farewell to the teacher, and came out of the ward one after the other.

While waiting for the elevator, Feng Yun stood in front and heard Han Lian say, "I'm an intern in City K, my job is basically confirmed, and I changed my phone number to a new one."

"En." Feng Yun didn't look back.

"What about you?" Han Lian asked.

Feng Yun turned around and looked at him: "Not yet decided, there are quite a lot of school things."

The elevator came, and there was no one there.

"Have you been at home during the winter vacation?" Han Lian put his hands in his coat pockets, looking at Feng Yun's voice and asked.

Fengyun shook his head.

Silence for a while.

When we left the hospital, it was almost dark.The street lights came on, and there seemed to be tiny white feathers billowing in the air with the cold wind.

Feng Yun's eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "It's snowing!"

Yes, it's snowing again.

Just like several years ago, this southern city with cold and wet winters ushered in snow again.A passing child held the adult's hand: "Mom, mom, is this snow? Is it snowing!?"

Feng Yun wrapped his scarf tightly: "How do you go?"

Han Lian said: "I will send you off first."

The two walked towards the bus station, probably because of the snow, the haze in Fengyun's heart seemed to be blown away by the wind, and he couldn't wait to go home, imagining that his parents were making noise like the children passing by just now.

The car he was waiting for was approaching from a distance, and the numbers on the front of the car were blurred and warm in the snow.

"Remember my number?" Han Lian said earnestly.

Feng Yun looked at him, the jerkyness of his youth faded away, as Hao Dejun lamented today, he is already an adult, and as Feng Yun imagined, Han Lian has grown into a good-looking, handsome, and tall adult.

He felt his eyes were hot, and he was about to shed tears, so he turned his eyes away and took out his bus card.

"Next time." Feng Yun restrainedly refused, and then got into the car without looking back.

Han Lian watched the bus slowly go away among the passing vehicles, and the snow was getting bigger and falling on his shoulders.The surrounding sounds seemed to have left him, only his heavy breathing was left in the world, and his fingertips were a little stiff from the wind.He suddenly wanted to go back to the last snow day, and he had no other burdens except heavy schoolwork. In today's view, that is such an insignificant trouble.