Who is our love for?

The day of the report arrived as expected, I ate something in the morning and rode my bike to school.After completing the enrollment procedures, I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was not yet 11 o'clock. Anyway, I had nothing to do. Why not go to the new dormitory, which might become the third point of my two-point and one-line life. Go to the dormitory building.

Stand downstairs and look up, the fourth floor, 406.Pushing open the dormitory door, only one classmate was packing up.I looked at the label on the head of the bed, confirmed my bed, and looked at everything in front of me calmly. There are only unfamiliar strangers here. These days, I have already learned to turn strangers into habits, otherwise how should I face strangers? everything of.

The girl suddenly asked me: "Student, are you looking for someone? They have all gone out." Maybe I stayed for a long time, which made people feel strange.

"I live here." I looked at her for a long time before answering. Meeting strange people in a strange environment always makes me a little at a loss.

"Oh, hehe, I'm sorry, I thought you were looking for someone. My name is Su Yan. What about you?" She smiled embarrassedly and said her name.

"Cheng Le."

She put down the clothes in her hands, sat on the opposite bed and looked at me, but I turned my head and looked out the window.

"Why did you come to the dormitory without your luggage? You don't have time to clean up after the military training." She was still smiling slightly, she was really a girl who loved to smile.

I replied: "My house is nearby, and I will move here when the school officially starts." No wonder she thought I was looking for someone. How can someone come to the dormitory empty-handed for the first time.

"You are from this city, so why do you still live on campus?"

"convenient."

Seeing that I stopped talking, she began to pack her things again.This is where I will live for four years. I really don’t like everything in the dormitory. I’ve been living alone, and suddenly I’m not used to getting along with three people day and night.But my mother said that I must live in a dormitory. She said that I am too lonely, let me make some friends, and don’t always live in my own world. That will have a great impact on my college life and even my future entry into society. But I don't think so, I've always been fine, it's just that there are some things I don't want to do or do.

I can’t think of how my mother learned about my loneliness. After all, we have never lived together. I always feel that she and I are just two independent entities with blood relationship. There is no communication, no love, and it is impossible On the understanding of existence, so, I only say these things when she has nothing to say to me.But when she said that I was never willing to speak out what was in my heart, and that my own life was too heavy, I was silent for a long time, yeah, who should I tell, I couldn’t find someone who could let me speak out people.

The feeling of confusion and loneliness came to me quietly again. I thought I should go back to my own place. I got up to leave. No one, walked out of the school, I walked in the direction of home, back to my own space.

When I am alone, I will listen to music and read some articles I like, and use these to drive away the chilling silence. In the first 19 years of my life, except for the occasional visit of my mother, no one has ever stepped into my house. No matter it is my home in Xining or my current home, I will not invite anyone to come. Even if someone wants to come, I will politely refuse. I don’t want my life to be contaminated by other people’s atmosphere. I just want to walk like this all the time. go down.

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