Late at night, thick dark clouds covered the sky above the city.
There was a small ball of gray smoke floating in the dark clouds, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dark clouds were gradually infected and turned gray.
But in the grand scheme of things, it's just a small piece.
Small balls of gray smoke drifted down into the city buildings below, clinging to the window frames and blending in with the dust.
People's daily life continues as usual, and everything is quiet.
The man stood on the balcony, looking coldly at the downstairs where light was still coming out. He raised his finger, and a few streaks of gray smoke appeared on his fingertips and flew downstairs.
After standing for a while, he turned around and went back into the room.
077 took off the bee-exclusive headphones, flapped its wings, flew to Lin Wannian who was doing homework, and said caringly: "It's time to go to bed."
"Well, you go to bed first." Lin Wannian said when he saw that the homework was almost not finished.
"oh."
077 flew onto Cat Six, hid in the cat's fur, used the cat's fur as a quilt or blanket, and went to sleep.
After Lin Wannian finished his homework, he stretched, yawned, and was about to take a rest when he heard a child crying outside the door.
When Lin Wannian heard the sound, he moved his chair and walked out.
Since the room was limited, they set aside a small area in the living room as a nursery for the child.
Lin Wannian walked over and saw that the child was clenching her fingers. The small blanket that was originally covering her body was pushed aside by her and became wrinkled.
When Lin Wannian approached, her brown eyes stared straight at him, and she laughed and called out, "Brother."
"What's wrong? Did you wet your pants?" Lin Wannian picked her up and was about to examine her while speaking.
The child didn't say anything.
But Lin had already felt the dampness in his later years.
After changing the diaper and covering the child with a blanket, the child rubbed his eyes against the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Lin Wannian squatted on the side, holding his chin, looking quite old. When he came to his senses, he felt a little tingling. He touched it and found it was stubble.
There are fewer classes on weekends. Except for classes on Saturday morning, the rest of the time is free.
The recruitment of new members for club activities has begun in full swing.
Lin Wannian made an appointment with several friends in his class to gather at the club recruitment office. Four or five people went to visit more than 50 clubs and chose two from them.
In Lin's later years, he and a few friends chose the school basketball team and a small club, just to get extra points.
After walking around, they decided to go to the nearest cafeteria to eat.
In a group of four or five people, there are always one or two who are more familiar with school affairs than others.
"A friend of mine who studies computer science has designed a software that is specifically used by students on campus to select the annual campus belle, college belle, and department belle. Let me tell you, the new campus belle has emerged as the best among the freshmen. Can you guess who she is from our medical school?"
Li Ming made a riddle and asked the other four people.
"Sheng Jia?" someone guessed.
"No, no, no, I heard that she has a boyfriend. Many people don't vote for her because of this."
"Liu Ruyan?"
"Sister Yan is too charming, she can barely be ranked in the top 100."
"Qin Yuyin." Lin Wannian spoke.
Then he got a thumbs up and an appreciative look from Li Ming.
"Last time, she was filmed answering questions in the class of that young doctoral lecturer. With her background and face, many male and female students like her." As he said this, he showed them the male-female ratio vote backstage.
Lin Wannian glanced at the phone interface and coughed: "What about the votes for the school idol? Am I in the top 100?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the other three people looked at Lin Wannian's face, and then realized belatedly that their classmate and good buddy who did not live on campus was quite handsome.
The five of them gathered together and looked at the school idol section on their phone screen. A personal photo holding a school poster came into view. Then they looked at the rankings and saw that he was in the top ten.
"Brother, you are really good. There are 3,000 freshmen boys this time, and 1,500 of them are participating."
After all, it is an on-campus online activity. Some people who want to find a partner or have other intentions may upload photos, or upload them as a prank in the dormitory, or just passers-by may upload them.
"Congratulations on getting the right to choose your spouse four years in advance," a classmate encouraged.
"Thank you, thank you." Lin Wannian accepted the thanks, and his eyes fell on the face of the person in front of him.
His features resemble Sangsang's, and his gaze falls on the professional name column below that person's photo: Entomologist Wu Yi.
Wu Yesang and Wu Yi, both of them have the surname Wu, which is interesting.
Along the city's outer ring road, there are rustling trees all around and several unfinished reinforced concrete buildings. The bamboo sand-prevention nets around one of the buildings have not been removed in time and are left hanging there, exposed to the wind and rain.
Desolate and quiet.
At this moment, a figure broke in and walked into the unfinished building with familiarity.
Wu Yesang came back from the market with some vegetables. After putting down his schoolbag and vegetables, he rolled up his sleeves, cleaned the pot briefly, picked up some dry firewood and lit it with a lighter.
While the water was boiling, he washed the vegetables and cut off the starch sausage packaging, boiled the water, put the noodles in, and then put the starch sausage in...
He had a calm expression on his face; he had gotten used to this kind of life.
Soon, the faint aroma of noodles and vegetables wafted into the room.
When Wu Yesang was about to eat, he heard hurried footsteps outside. He put it down, covered it, unzipped his schoolbag, and took out the jar inside.
The moment he appeared, a group of people had already broken open the fragile door and headed straight for where Wu Ye Sang was.
Those people rushed in hurriedly, and the moment they saw the person, they stopped at the same time and looked at the person sitting on the stool.
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