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宿舍，第一天

屋子，依然是那麽的小；屋裏的東西，一如既往的那樣擺放著；屋裏的信號，還是那麽的爛，時有，時無…大概這個屋子裏，唯一不一樣了的，就是我…
一個人坐在曾經的這張床上，拼命的假裝著，回到了八年前的自己，沒事兒總愛蛋逼，白天蹭單位的網下幾個電影，回來抱著本兒看，餓了溜達下去吃三四個火燒，整一碗驢湯，困了倒頭就睡，可以睡到一天一宿不起…然而，看著自己已然花白的頭發，滿臉的皺紋，我知道，一切的一切，都已經回不去了…指間的沙，拼了命，捏斷手指的想握住，也還是阻擋不了絲毫它的流走…
我唯一知道的，只是這個開始，至于，到什麽時候結束，會是什麽樣的結果，能得到什麽樣的回應，以及所有一切的一切，我都不知道…或者說，誰都不知道…一個人靜靜的坐在這兒，期望、惶恐、痛快、不安等等，這些好的不好的，所有的情緒全都一股腦兒的往腦袋裏鑽…
老媽說，我變了，變得不是曾經那個她所知道的我了，感覺像突然就很陌生了一樣…聽著這樣的話，很疼…但還是假裝無所謂的說，對啊，我變啦，可能因爲經曆的又多了一些，所以就又會有一些改變啊！…殊不知，說這些的時候，會有多難…
今天，是孩子換一個新環境上學的第一天，學前班了。早上起來洗漱完的時候，孩子也起來了，哭著，說中午睡覺的時候老師不讓他尿尿怎麽辦啊，中午就想跟奶奶睡啊這些話，我知道，他不想去學校，畢竟在那裏，他是會被約束的。可是，很多事，不是不想，就可以不做的…上去抱了會兒他，跟他說著加油，鼓勵的話，大概也只有我知道，那些話，可能也是說給我自己聽的…
像你所說，願，如我所願…

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