Long years (128)

Before Qingping could react, he was dragged upstairs by his enthusiastic roommate who was always fighting against injustice.

Her own dormitory is on the second floor, while Liu Yaner lives on the fourth floor.

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one opened the door to Liu Yaner's dormitory 418.

The roommate got angry: "You see... you must think of us as your fellow countrymen. If your fellow countrymen come back at this time, and if they don't bring the key, will they freeze in the corridor if they don't open the door?"

"

Not that exaggerated.

On such a cold day, if someone took off their clothes and got into bed, no one would be willing to get up again.

The roommate wanted to knock on the door, but Qingping stopped him and loudly asked, "Is there anyone inside? Please open the door. Something happened..."

"There's no one!" came a joking voice from inside, "They're all frozen to death. We'll find someone to collect the bodies tomorrow."

Just as this person finished speaking, someone else spoke: "He's selling stuff, right? We don't want anything. Sisters, it's quite cold and I'm feeling lazy. Please bear with me."

Emotions are treated as sales.

Nowadays, there are those who do business in dormitories. They wholesale instant noodles and sell them by knocking on doors in the dormitory building. They also have tapes and various information books.

There are also cosmetics, toiletries, stationery, small household appliances, everything is included.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the knocks on the door come one after another, which makes everyone impatient.

Qingping expressed his understanding.

However, my roommates don’t have such a good temper. I have an extremely bad impression of the girls in this dormitory.

Who are these people? Their classmates’ bedding got wet and they had to stay up all night. Is this such an insignificant thing to them? They were still laughing and joking.

She pushed Qing Ping away and banged on the door: "Open the door! Just pour water on the roommate's bedding. Are you such a bully?"

The sound attracted many people, who came out wrapped in quilts to watch the excitement, and immediately formed a circle.

And in this dormitory, there seemed to be silence for a moment, and then vague words came from the door, similar to "you are crazy," inexplicable, "you found the wrong door" and the like, mixed with whispers.

In the middle of the sound, it doesn't sound deep and real.

But just by a few words, Qingping felt that something was wrong. It didn't sound like she had a guilty conscience. She must have made a mistake somewhere. She knew Yan'er too well, and she was not someone who would swallow her anger when bullied. So.

For a moment she wanted to drag her roommate away and run away.

It was very embarrassing when I actually went in and found out that it was not the case.

But before she could make a move, the door suddenly opened.

A long-haired girl opened the door and said coldly: "Who bullied the classmate in the dormitory? Who poured water on her quilt? You should speak clearly." She said and opened the door, "Come on, come in and take a look.

, let’s see whose quilt is wet.”

Qingping hurriedly said: "We must have gone the wrong way."

As she said this, she pulled her roommate away. This one had a bad temper, so she shook off Qingping's pull: "Who said we went to the wrong place..." She reached out and pushed the Rapunzel who opened the door, and headed towards her dormitory.

Qingping quickly apologized to the girl who was on the verge of rage: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! If she gets angry again..."

When I followed him in, I saw my roommate looking at a bed in disbelief.

Yes, that bed is a bit out of place.

Others have plaid sheets and sky blue quilts, pillows are sky blue, and pillow covers are white with blue flowers. Even the bed rails are agreed upon, and are elegant black, white, and gray plaids. They are not expensive fabrics, but they are very friendly to the people.

It costs about ten yuan. It’s clean. You can tell just by looking at these three beds. These girls are very tidy.

On the other hand, the bed next to the balcony door, oh my god. The mattress is laid directly on the bed, without sheets. The quilt is folded and placed at the head of the bed. The pillow is a round pillow that has not been seen for many years. The fabric is pieced together.

The colors are a mess.

The mattress is made of satin fabric with large flowers on one side and homespun fabric on the other. But the side facing up is not homespun fabric, but wrinkled satin.

The roommate glanced at Qingping, as if asking: This is your fellow dormitory.

Qingping lowered her eyelids, regretting not grabbing her roommate.

It would be uncomfortable for anyone to see this embarrassing side of me, let alone Liu Yan'er.

"Let's go." She grabbed her roommate and said, "We found the wrong one."

She said this, but the other party didn't believe it at all. He stretched out his hand and directly pulled away the quilt and lifted up the mattress.

Then I saw the other person's face was full of disbelief.

The lining of the quilt is made of homespun cloth, but there are circles on it that look like maps on urine mustard seeds. Why is that?

Still wet the bed?

this?

Qingping took a look and went up to tidy up the bedding again.

This embarrassing mustard-like pattern of urine is certainly not Yan'er's bedwetting. Her younger brother has cerebral palsy. Now he lies on the kang to relieve himself and can't control it at all. The older he gets, the more unpleasant the smell of urine becomes.

When it gets wet, sometimes I don’t bother to take it apart and wash it, I help change the bed, and then take the wet bedding directly outside to dry. If you clean it in time, it won’t leave these marks easily. But if you dry it repeatedly, the cotton inside the bedding will age.

It is even dirty and full of dust. Due to several factors, the traces cannot be washed away.

It turns out that the patient's belongings are only for the patient's use. But who calls her brother a treasure? He cannot be wronged by anyone who is wronged. The bedding at home can be used by him.

So Yan'er's bedding is like this. No matter how much it is washed, it still retains such embarrassing and unexplainable marks.

It's too late to cover up such a bedding, so how can it be taken out to dry in the air?

The new dormitory building is already damp. Half the semester has passed, and it has been raining one after another recently, and the bedding has already become extremely damp.

The bedding is wet, that's the truth.

But there are too many unspeakable hidden things in it. It’s not bullying in the dormitory, nor is it Yan’er’s pretentiousness.

Hunger and cold can easily make people vulnerable.

She cried to Lakshen, it was probably the cold that caused her moment of vulnerability.

Qingping tidied up Yan'er's bed, and then apologized to the other three people: "I'm so sorry, we found the wrong place. We also messed up your roommate's things. Do you think I can clean it up? I'm so sorry."

While apologizing, he pulled his roommate away.

When I came out, I closed the door for others and explained to the spectators in the corridor: "I'm sorry, we went to the wrong door. We misunderstood the classmates in 418." The voice was very loud, so as not to misunderstand others.

Then he ran back to the dormitory, carried the oranges and bananas that Xu Qiang brought yesterday, went downstairs, knocked on the door before they went to bed, and handed the things over without saying anything: "I heard wrong on the phone, misunderstanding

One game."

She was also afraid that these people would think that Yan'er was lying outside to frame them, so she insisted that she went to the wrong door.

The anger over there has also subsided.

Bananas are not a very popular fruit nowadays. They feel a bit expensive, and students are only willing to buy them once in a while.

It's such a big handful, weighing five to six kilograms, and four to five kilograms of oranges. It's very sincere.

"It's okay!" Rapunzel said with a stiff expression.

Qingping then ran back to the dormitory. It was so cold that he was sweating.

When I returned to the dormitory, I heard this enthusiastic roommate sitting on a stool and making a phone call, "...really...I won't lie to you...she must be sick...you still wet the bed at such an old age..."

Qingping said angrily: "Why are you talking nonsense?"

"I didn't say you were from my hometown." She always thought that she had gone to the wrong dormitory, and asked Lakshen if he had remembered it wrong. He didn't live in 418 at all.

Did you remember wrongly that Lakshen understood it very well, okay?

Qingping said: "No matter who it is, you shouldn't say that. What kind of words would it sound like?"

The roommate stuck out his tongue and said, "Lakshen is not that kind of person." Then he grabbed the phone and warned Lakshen, "Don't tell anyone. You can't discriminate against others."

Lakshen heard the conversation between the two through the phone and understood something in his heart.

He didn't say anything unnecessary to this enthusiastic female classmate, and just said: "Then maybe I really remembered it wrong. It's okay..."

After hanging up the phone, the enthusiastic roommate kept talking to the other two people about the matter: "... This disease really needs to be treated as soon as possible... But looking at her clothes, you can tell that the situation is not good... You said we launched an event,

How about raising money for this classmate’s treatment?”

Qingping's face turned pale: "No! How do you know that someone is sick?" She was a little angry, "Do you know that old bedding will look like that if it gets damp for a long time... You don't even ask them, you don't know anything.

I don’t understand, are you sure you are helping others and not harming them... Others hide their scars, but you have to tear off their clothes and show the scars to everyone... Are you showing compassion? If compassion is like this

...Then there is no such thing as compassion in this world...This is worse than poison that kills people..."

The roommate suddenly changed his face: "I mean well, why don't you say it so harshly..."

Qingping turned her face and stopped talking. She didn't plan to get too close to her roommate in the future. Most people couldn't bear her kindness.

The other two tried to smooth things over. One said that what Qingping said made sense, and you shouldn't do bad things with good intentions. The other said that although Qingping's words were reasonable, saying that her roommate was evil was a bit much. She just thought the problem was simple and her intentions were good.

of.

Then the two apologized to each other, and they seemed to be in harmony with each other again.
To be continued...