I woke up in a cold morning. I thought it was the coldest winter day after I left the warm dorm. In the dorm, I had three roommates who were all my classmates. We had very closed relationship, otherwise, four body degrees, of course, was higher than one’s. I missed that happy time so much. In this kind of cold day, the memories hit on me harshly and relentlessly. The time passed, and we grew up. I had to accept this truth.
The curtain of dark night fallen soon. In winter, the morning seems be cut in half. And the temperature in the evening was lower. I couldn’t bear this cold weather like that so I went to take a hot bath. It was the happiest time in my recently time. I poured the hot water on my body. Let the small bathroom be filled with steam. I felt that I was in the heaven.
Suddenly, I get some strange feeling that the temperature of the water seems decreased. I wore up my cloth and went to check the hot water heater on the balcony. The fire flamed weakly, seems someone took out their energy. I realized that we were run out of gas. What a hell!
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