"Yeah, me too."
"University is not quite like I imagined."
"Youth..."
"Damn youth!" Da Chao shouted, "Besides our dorm room, most people are idiots."
"It's actually normal," Jiang Nian said, "Most people go to university for jobs, accumulating conditions."
"Naturally, it isn't as simple as high school."
"Yeah." Fanzi sighed, lying on the bed, with his hand covering his eyes, "People are different from each other."
The dorm was silent for a while, then started talking about women.
The atmosphere became lively again.
The next day.
The group took graduation photos, the dorm mates stood together. They ate last night's meal, drank the wine too.
Besides, the class relationships are just like that.
So, there wasn't any gathering. The classmates chatted for a few sentences, then went back to the dorm or continued taking photos.
Graduation season is like a stone thrown into time. It stirs a ripple, then slowly returns to calm.
