At Henan University in June, the air was hot enough to fry eggs, mixed with the sweetness of gardenias and the saltiness of the graduates' farewell emotions. Li Ciqiu wore a large academic uniform that could fit two of him inside, and felt like a dull wooden stake abandoned at a carnival scene.
"Brother Ci! Stop pretending to be serious! Come and inherit my empire!" Roommate Wang Dazhuang, as his name suggests, is as strong as a bear that just came down from the mountain. With a "choke", Li Ciqiu was dragged into the camera lens of his mobile phone. There was a "click", which froze the image of Li Ciqiu's loveless face and Wang Dazhuang's grin that could blind a dog's eyes.
"Dazhuang, why is my heart so empty?" Li Ciqiu looked at the flow of people passing by, feeling like a satellite that was launched by mistake, with an unknown orbit and an unknown destination.
"It's nothing! Graduation is equal to unemployment... Ah, it's equal to new life! Let's have dinner together tonight and see how I can make you a future with beer!" Wang Dazhuang patted him on the back proudly, so hard that Li Ciqiu almost experienced the feeling of lung lobe displacement in advance. "I'll go discuss the issue of 'continuation of human civilization' with the girls in the history department first, and you can prepare your parting emotions yourself!"
Watching Wang Dazhuang disappear into the colorful schoolmates with a "bear sprinting" posture, Li Ciqiu sighed and decided to go back to his small rental house with a monthly rent of 500 yuan, which was cold in winter and hot in summer, and continued to submit his resume that had fallen into the sea.
