At the end of June, as each course was completed, there were fewer and fewer students on the Songda campus. In the midsummer season when the branches are full of fruits, a sense of desolation arose out of nowhere.

In dormitory 302, unit 2, building 7, Lou Cheng opened the closet and looked at some T-shirts, pants and shirts piled up in a mess, feeling a little confused for a moment.

This is what is left after Coach Yan’s remote selection...

At his feet, the twenty-eight-inch trolley suitcase has been stuffed, and each carton has been sealed with tape, affixed with a courier note, and is waiting to be sent out.

"If you don't want the old clothes, you can take them to Building 12. A few senior brothers seem to be doing a donation drive." Zhao Qiang packed his luggage and glanced at Lou Cheng.

"Not bad, I'll go take a look tomorrow." Lou Cheng closed the cabinet door, turned around, looked at classmate A Qiang, who had been the room director for three years, and said, "When will you come back?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, we'll go to Songcheng Normal University first." Zhao Qiang shyly pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and asked, "What about you?"

"The flight is at noon the day after tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled, looked around, and invited, "Shall we get together in the evening?"

"Okay." Zhao Qiang agreed readily.

Old Qiu Qiu Zhigao, who was having nothing to do and was showing off his muscles, stopped his movements and laughed loudly: "I'm just waiting for your words!"

"Model worker" Zhang Jingye took his eyes away from the lines of code on the computer screen, picked up his cell phone and said, "Okay, let me tell Wu Qian first."

"Then I'll ask the neighbor next door." Lou Cheng walked out of the small dormitory, stood at the door of "King of Mouth" and his friends, and knocked twice on the open wooden door.

"Let's have dinner together tonight?" he said with a smile when he received the gaze in return.

Cai Zongming clicked his tongue and said, "I thought you forgot about the dinner! I was just thinking about reminding you that the Supreme Seafood BBQ restaurant in the food city is very good."

Qin Mo, who looked like a gentle animal, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, put his palms together and said: "I didn't go home today, I didn't go out to fool around, I was just waiting for you to treat me! Don't worry, I won't rush to pay for it!"

"No problem." Mou Yuanxing, who has had a girlfriend since he entered the school and only sleeps in the dormitory all year round, lay half on the bed and raised his cell phone to indicate that he had received approval from his "leader."

He is not tall, but very bookish.

"Godman" Tang Wen also raised his head: "When will we set off?"

"Hey, don't you want to stay in the dormitory and play games?" Lou Cheng blurted out in a funny tone.

This guy often asks classmate Xiao Ming to bring food!

"I mainly play mobile games now. Where can I go to play?" Tang Wen answered matter-of-factly.

It makes sense, I was speechless... Lou Cheng could only take out his phone and glanced at the lit screen: "Let's go after another half an hour. Follow Zui Wang's suggestion and go to Supreme Seafood in the Food City.

BBQ restaurant.”

Compared with when I and others first arrived three years ago, the area around Songda's new campus is no longer so desolate. There are residential areas, a food court, and several fairly lively streets.

Half an hour later, after walking for more than 20 minutes, everyone in dormitory 302 arrived at the food city, found the barbecue restaurant Cai Zongming mentioned, ordered a lot of things, and ordered several boxes of beer.

"Let's drink, you and the King of Mouth can do whatever you want." Qin Mo stroked his hair upwards and said, turning politeness into boldness, "I will be the wine commander!"

"You look like you're used to hanging out in nightclubs." Cai Zongming never spared anyone, casually took a bottle of Dongrui beer and said, "I'll break the precept today too, I can't live up to Cheng Zi's treat."

"If you want to drink, just say so. Don't use me as an excuse." Lou Cheng poured himself a cup of buckwheat tea in a funny and good-humoured manner, stood up, looked around, and said with some emotion: "I won't say anything.

After a hundred years of cultivation, we have to cross the same boat. In short, it is a rare fate that we can be in the same dormitory and get along day and night for three years. In my senior year, I may come back once or twice when I am defending and getting my diploma. I will drink tea here instead of wine.

, here’s a toast to everyone, and here’s to the past three years, and to the lost tail of youth.”

"Are you getting better and better at talking?" Cai Zongming stood up with a full glass of beer and said with a teasing smile.

"Isn't this nonsense? I have been thinking about this passage for several days, and I have revised it several times." Lou Cheng said while making a fool of himself while clinking glasses with Zhao Qiang and others.

"Here's to our college career!" He shouted with mixed emotions, raised the cup, and drank the tea.

Cai Zongming didn't interrupt anymore and drank the beer in his glass with Qin Mo and the others.

After sitting down again, Lou Cheng peeled off the shell and ate a palm-sized grilled shrimp.

He refilled the tea and looked at Zhao Qiang opposite:

"Aqiang, your insurance policy should be settled, right?"

"Not yet, it has to be the next semester." Zhao Qiang flashed a look of satisfaction, "But I am one of the first ones... Chengzi, if you come back to Songcheng in the past three or four years, you should come to me even if you come to see me.

"

Having said this, he picked up the beer bottle, filled the cup, sighed and smiled:

"I think I can post a post. The title is my magical roommate. When I entered school, he was neither tall nor strong, and he loved sleeping. But he turned out to be an inhuman strong man. He is the proudest person in the world. Come and give you a toast, man.

We really have to consider the course of history and the arrangement of fate.”

After finishing the drink, Lou Cheng asked Zhang Jingye with a smile: "Model workers, the school will recruit students in the second half of the year. You don't seem to want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. What are your plans?"

"The plan? The plan is to stay in Songcheng. You know, I am from the northwest. We who study software really have room for development in places like Imperial Capital, Huahai, Huacheng, Moshang, Gaofen and Songcheng. I have thought about it.

"It's hard at first. It doesn't matter if you work overtime, as long as you can learn something." Zhang Jingye had already considered his future and answered quite sincerely, "Chengzi, remember to find me when you return to Songcheng!"

At this time, Qin Mo laughed out loud and said: "Model worker, I suddenly remembered a joke, that is, in our industry, third-rate people write code, second-rate people do architecture, first-rate people, haha, first-rate people do PPT!"

Everyone burst into laughter. When they calmed down a little, Cai Zongming pointed to the core and asked:

"Model worker, tell me honestly, is Wu Qian a native of Songcheng?"

"No...but she wants to stay in Songcheng..." Zhang Jingye replied with a little embarrassment.

"It's more worth having a drink!" Lou Cheng laughed and picked up the cup.

They are all wife lovers!

Watching them finish their drinks, Qiu Zhigao took the initiative to speak: "I don't really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I plan to leave as soon as I get a good job, in any big city."

After saying a few words, he looked at Lou Cheng, sighed and said, "I really regret it. If I had joined you in special training during my freshman year, maybe, maybe everything would be different."

Now it is impossible to achieve high or low...

"We are still young. As long as we are determined and willing to pay, things will get better sooner or later." Lou Cheng raised his glass and expressed relief.

Lao Qiu didn't say anything more and drank the beer in his glass.

During the few years of college, some people are high-spirited, while others feel depressed.

Lou Cheng turned to look at Tang Wen, without going to expose other people's scars, and said with a smile: "God, the e-sports game industry is so popular now. If you make a lot of money in the future, don't forget everyone!"

Tang Wen raised his cup and said shyly: "Let's wait until I pass my senior exam and get enough credits. Otherwise, you won't be able to see me. My dad would have beaten me to death!"

After clinking glasses and joking, Lou Cheng looked at Mou Yuanxing and said:

"When it comes to the time spent in the dormitory, I am the last and you are the second last. Let's stop talking and have a drink."

"Where do you put Qin Mo?" Mou Yuanxing asked wittily.

There was another burst of laughter. Qin Mo stood up on his own initiative, holding a beer and saying:

"I agree. Come on, the three of us who stay up all night will blow a bottle of oranges. You can do as you like."

After drinking the cup, Lou Cheng glanced at Xiao Ming with a smile:

"King of Mouth, you don't have to be polite, right?"

"Yes, you're welcome. Lend me your bank card." Cai Zongming replied contemptuously.

After finishing the round, everyone shifted their focus to the barbecue and talked about interesting things in the past three years, such as Tang Wen forgetting the exam time, and Lou Cheng focusing on sex over friends and only showing up in the dormitory before going to bed every day.

Have a casual chat.

As soon as the conversation started, the past flashed back, and several people got very drunk. They were no longer bidding farewell to Lou Cheng, but were still paying homage to their lost three years of youth.

"Chengzi, wait, wait, when you become Wai Gang, I will definitely tell the people around me, tell me, this is my roommate, this is my buddy! I, I watched him become stronger step by step..." At the end

, Lao Qiu said vaguely with his tongue open, and then he was helped into the dormitory by Zhao Qiang, whose face was red, while several drunkards were eager to play games online.

The living room suddenly became deserted, leaving Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming standing there.

"Let's go out for a walk and get some fresh air?" Xiao Ming suggested.

"Okay." Lou Cheng put his hands in his pockets and replied calmly.

Cai Zongming turned around and walked into the dormitory, brought out two small bottles of Red Star Erguotou, and laughed at himself:

"Let me have a drink today."

After leaving the dormitory, they walked through the commercial street and came to the other end of the long bridge. The two of them went down to the lake and found a quiet and uninhabited place.

Seeing the wooden bench, Lou Cheng subconsciously wiped it clean before sitting on it, but he soon realized that he didn't even carry tissues with him.

Hey... He shook his head and smiled, then sat down.

Cai Zongming sat down next to him, opened the lid of the wine, took a sip, chuckled twice and said:

"Chengzi, do you know what my impression was when I first saw you?"

Without waiting for Lou Cheng to speak, he asked and answered:

"This guy is so frivolous. His hair looks like he went to bed after washing it without blow-drying it. He has a very distinctive hairstyle. Not to mention his clothes and pants, what the hell!"

"Oh my god, you finally told the truth!" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.

Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou: "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, and I didn't think highly of you at all when I was practicing martial arts. I thought you were wasting your time...

He looked at the sparkling and undulating lake surface and said calmly:

"In the end, you really created a miracle... The Dragon and Tiger Club, that's the Dragon and Tiger Club. When you were a freshman, you often said that the 'Dragon King' was your idol, and you wanted to watch the Dragon and Tiger Club's games. As a result,
To be continued...