I always feel familiar, just like going home.
There are two butlers downstairs in our dormitory. An older, tall and thin person, years have left traces on her face. Sometimes she looks sad, but her smile is very healing, amiable and kind. I feel kind when I see her.
The other aunt is younger, in her thirties. Compared with her older aunt, she seems a little cold. Sometimes there are many question marks for her, and she simply responds.
When I was a freshman, my second aunt, who was in charge of the house, had not come yet. At that time, my aunt was thin and small, with light yellow hair and didn't look so easy to get along with.
Sometimes when I enter and leave the dormitory door, my aunt looks up and says, "classmate, swipe your card!" " "Then once, just down the stairs, I saw a girl yelling at her aunt, and many people stopped. I suddenly feel a little sad. Although I don't like this aunt very much, I don't want her to be scolded by students.
Later, when the second year of high school started, I never saw that aunt again. I thought she just asked for leave, and then I got a new aunt. All I know is that my old aunt shouldn't come again.
Every day when I go upstairs and downstairs, I always say hello to my aunt when I see her. Over time, I think she should have an impression on me. Stepping into the dormitory door, I saw my aunt sitting there with some empty eyes and no expression. Once we smile at her, those empty eyes will become active. "Ah, come back-"
Aunt often wears a red coat. Sometimes she sits on a stool in a daze, sometimes she brushes her mobile phone, sometimes she sits and chats with another cleaning aunt, and sometimes she rummages in the trash can in front of her and puts away those paper boxes for sale.
Once I went downstairs to fetch water, my aunt stopped me and asked my classmate if you could charge me 20 yuan. I said yes, but the phone bill didn't arrive, so I ran up and down for a long time.
Sometimes I will see my aunt enlarge a mobile phone photo and wear reading glasses while watching and laughing. I said, aunt, is this your grandson? Aunt's wrinkled face smiled. "This is my nephew!"
After reading in the morning, I went to the canteen to buy rice porridge and eggs. When I was standing in front of the elevator, menstruation just came out of it, wearing a long-sleeved light color.
When my eyes met, I smiled again. "Hello, aunt-"
Aunt said, "Hey, I came back from breakfast-"
I suddenly feel happy, even if everything is a person, there is no friend to talk to and no object to share.
But when I saw my aunt while waiting for the elevator, it was as if I was not going back to the dormitory.
I'm going home.