Twenty-three, Gao Xue Lin went home (2)

  At half past eight, we finally arrived at the long-distance bus station.

  Then buy tickets and go through security checks.

  After waiting in the waiting hall for over ten minutes, ticket checking started.

  At this time, the LED display on the wall showed 8:50.

  "Go home and take good care of yourself, eat well, have fun, sleep well, don't worry too much about me," I comforted Gu Xue Lin.

  "Uh," Gu Xue Lin's voice was a bit choked, "you take good care of yourself here, try not to eat instant noodles, and go eat some vegetables more often."

  "Alright, I will," seeing Gǔ Xuělín's tears welling up in her eyes, I forced a smile and patted her shoulder, "You're so old now, still crying like a kid, aren't you ashamed?"

  "Uh-huh, I'll be in touch with you every day," said Gao Xuelin, choking back tears.

  "Okay, I'll text and call you every day too. Be good, just stay home for two or three days and you'll be back soon. We can see each other again soon." I was also affected by Gu Xue Lin's emotions, and my heart felt a bit uncomfortable.

  This is the second time I've parted with Gu Xue Lin. The first time was last November, she went to Yan Tan, and after the Golden Week ended, she had to go back to school. We parted at the Yan Tan train station, and at that time, she cried so much that her face was covered in tears.

  At this time, the ticket inspector next to him shouted, "Are there any more passengers going to Lán Qiū? If so, please hurry up and check your tickets. The bus will depart in five minutes."

  "Alright, the conductor is urging us to board, you go ahead," I handed the suitcase in my hand to Gu Xue Lin, "Remember to contact me before you come back, and I'll pick you up here. Also, send me a text message when you get home safely."

  "Hmm," Gu Xue Lin sniffled slightly, nodded, pulled up her suitcase, looked at me, then turned around and walked towards the ticket gate.

  I just stood there like that, watching Gu Xue Lin walk towards the ticket gate.

  Gu Xue Lin finished checking the ticket and waved at me with a strong gesture. At that moment, I clearly saw two tears quietly falling from her face.

  I also waved my hand at her with force, and my nose suddenly turned sour, and I even felt a little bit like crying.

  On the bus on my way back, I received a text message from Gu Xue Lin: Are you on the bus now? I'll listen to you obediently and finish eating the Shaqima, beef jerky, potato chips, and pudding on the road. Also, drink the milk you bought. When you get back later, go buy some breakfast too. Take good care of yourself at home alone, I'll be back soon.

  I smiled and replied with a short message: "Okay, remember to contact me after you get home. Don't worry about me, I'll take good care of myself."

  Then I put my phone back in my pocket and looked out of the window at the passing cars and crowds.

  Around half past ten, I returned to the house I rented again.

  As I was going upstairs, I met a pair of student lovers who were coming downstairs.

  I had never spoken with them before, so this time I didn't go and greet them either.

  All I know is they live in a single room on the second floor.

  That row has 7 or 8 single rooms, each over 10 square meters. Some have a bathroom, some don't and need to use the public one on the third floor. Each room has internet access. The rest is just a desk and a bed.

  The rent for a single room is relatively cheap, with rooms of over 10 square meters costing between 150 and 180 yuan per month, excluding utilities. If the lighting is slightly better and the space is larger, it will cost around 220 to 250 yuan.

  Around universities, rental houses and small hotels are densely packed, making cohabitation and opening rooms as ordinary and casual as wearing clothes and eating.

  Almost every rental house near this university has a bittersweet youth story that started sweetly.

  However, men and women in love are like moths flying into flames, rushing forward without hesitation.

  I always thought that in unmarried cohabitation, especially during the student era, it is always the girl who is initially innocent and naive that ends up getting hurt.

  A story of starting in chaos and ending in abandonment is happening every day.

  The legend of being calm and unruffled is forever out of reach.