Only about half of the students in the class showed up. The relatives and friends of the class monitor had all left, leaving only our classmates who kept making noise until late at night.

Some of the students who lived nearby left one after another, and finally only about 10 were left. We kept chatting, some laughed, some cried.

After the excitement, it was almost 4 o'clock when we finally arrived at the squad leader's house, supporting each other. More than a dozen people were lying in his living room and room.

The boys were in the living room and the girls were in the room. Some girls were drunk, and I and another girl who didn't drink took care of them.

One of them slept for a while and then got up and vomited all over the floor. The whole room was filled with a bad smell, so we had to get up and clean up for a long time.

Just as we finished cleaning up, one of the boys in the living room vomited, so we had to clean up again. All the boys were drunk and passed out, so there were only two of us.

After tossing and turning all night, the classmates woke up one after another at around 10 o'clock the next day. Most of them were drunk, and only I and the female classmate who didn't drink had black coils on our heads.

The class monitor was admitted to an undergraduate college in the province, and his parents were very happy.

After we got up and cleaned up in the morning, the family took us to a restaurant and ordered a lot of dishes.

But we had been busy all night last night and no one had much appetite, so we ate a little and then said goodbye.

We agreed that after entering university, we would continue to write letters to each other so as not to sever the friendship between classmates.

High school was a youthful and beautiful time, and the feelings were as sincere and pure as the morning sunshine.

In the classroom, we borrowed pens from each other and shared notes without any utilitarianism or calculation.

Chasing and playing during breaks, and walking together after school, it was simple and happy.

Encouragement in times of failure and applause in times of success are all sincere expressions from the heart.

A smile and a greeting from each other are full of sincerity and kindness.

At that time, we didn’t know how to care about gains and losses, we only knew how to feel each other’s warmth with our hearts.

Whether it is laughter or tears, they are so pure, without a trace of hypocrisy.

The most real and beautiful mark is left on the canvas of youth.

The feelings in high school are like a cup of tea, fresh and elegant, leaving you with endless aftertaste.

In the rest of our lives, the people we contact most are our high school classmates.

After saying goodbye to the squad leader’s family, we boarded the bus to Houhu Town.

The three of us sat side by side in the car, each with our own thoughts, resting with our eyes slightly closed, making up for the discomfort from last night's exertions.

The bus ride took more than half an hour and it felt like it arrived very quickly. Wang Fang and I actually fell asleep on the bus without realizing it, and it was Zhang Chen who gently pushed us awake.

We walked to the station, so of course we had to walk back.

We passed the narrow streets without saying a word. When we reached the main road through the fields going home, we walked under the shade of the trees on the roadside.

"Liu Feng, when will you report to Jingda?"

Wang Fang finally spoke, breaking the silence we had been having along the way.

"The notice says September 9th, so we should go there on the 8th."

I replied.

"My dad will find a way for me. If there is no problem, I may also go to Jingda. Then, we can be together again."

We were full of hope, but also worried, maybe because his father hadn't given her the correct answer.

"That's great, can we go together?"

I am very happy that if possible, we can be inseparable again in college.

"Probably not. It's not certain yet. My dad said that the people who are helping are trying to find a solution. Even if I can go, I'll have to postpone it."

She looked disappointed and conflicted, fearing that her father would not be able to handle the matter well and she would have to go to the provincial technical secondary school.

The admission letter from the provincial technical secondary school has not arrived yet.

Listening to the conversation between Wang Fang and I, Zhang Chen's eyes were dull. He didn't say a word, but just followed us silently.

"By the way, Zhang Chen, did you receive your notice?"

Wang Fang suddenly turned around and asked Zhang Chen.

"I got it, but..." Zhang Chen's voice was very gentle, as if he was afraid that we would hear it, and he hesitated and didn't finish his words.

"Which school is it? Why didn't you tell us?"

Wang Fang also started to complain.

"It's the school I applied for as my third choice."

Zhang Chen looked at me and said this. I knew that this school was my third choice.

"That's good too. I can go to the provincial capital to study and gain more knowledge in the future."

I comforted her.

"But I really want to study with you!"

As he spoke, his face was full of frustration, and there was a hint of haziness in his eyes when he looked at me.

I know he really wanted to be with me, but things didn't go as he wished and we eventually broke up.

"It's okay. It only takes a few hours to get to the provincial capital from the city by train. We will go to the provincial capital to see you then. You have to take us around the provincial capital."

Wang Fang also saw what he was thinking and comforted him. I winked at her.

She had long noticed the subtle relationship between Zhang Chen and me.

"Yes, you can also take the train to the city to find us. I heard that many of our students are admitted to Jing University."

I also slightly raised the corners of my mouth and looked at him to show my comfort.

"Well, that's all I can do."

There was still endless loss in his eyes.

We walked home and talked about other things.

A few days later, the date for me to report to Jingda was called. On the morning of September 9, I got up very early and packed some luggage.

My grandma watched me walk away. I saw tears in her eyes. I knew she couldn't bear to leave me, and I didn't want to leave her either.

But in order to study, I can't have everything, so I can only make time to come back and see her as much as possible.

Wang Erming still took me to the station and I took the bus to the city.

Wang Erming wanted to send me to school, but I refused. People have to grow up. I am 19 years old now and I have to learn to handle many things by myself. He can't stay with me forever.

Besides, he is going to marry Hu Shuangyue in the future. If he always takes such meticulous care of me, it will inevitably make Hu Shuangyue unhappy.

The bus to the city took more than two hours, but there were no rules at that time and the driver would not leave until the bus was full.

After waiting for a long time, the ticket girl came to collect the money, and the bus slowly drove out of the station. The annoying thing was that after the driver drove the bus out, he circled the town and waited for a few more people to get on before he drove the bus back on the road.

After all this trouble, it took me three hours to get from the town to the city bus station, and then I took another bus to get to Jingda.

When I arrived at Jingda, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. With the guidance and help of sophomore students, I completed all the procedures and finally entered the dormitory.

The accommodation environment in university is much better than that in junior high school and high school. There are only four people in each dormitory, and each person has a desk and a stool.

I live on the second floor, with a corridor in the middle and a shower room and toilet in the middle of each floor.

Because I arrived a day earlier, I was the first one to enter the dormitory. After packing my things, I went out to the school gate to buy some things and some food.

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