Typhoon Qiangmi was ravaging the southwestern part of the island at 4:30 in the afternoon, and I was awakened by the sound of wind and rain. It may be that I have slept for too long this afternoon, I feel a little dizzy and weak. The bedroom was a bit dark, so I pulled myself out of bed and turned my gaze to the balcony. The clothes hanging on the balcony danced with the wind, as if they were about to break free from the hangers and fly away. Opening the floor-to-ceiling windows, the gust of wind that hit my face made me fully awake in an instant. A few pieces of wet clothes were lying on the ground, shaking waves restlessly.

I remember that it was around one o'clock when I just finished lunch. At that time, there was only intermittent wind, which was a bit strong but not too strong, and it hadn't rained yet. Forget it, let's clean up the mess after the storm has passed. Close the French windows and leave the bedroom.When he walked into the study, he turned on the lamp in the study. "what!" With a scream, I rushed to the window and hurriedly packed the books and sundries that were splashed by the rain. Then I ran to the kitchen and took a rag to dry the puddles of water on the table by the window and on the floor. After the rag was soaked in water, I wrung it out, and then I wiped it. I repeated it more than a dozen times before I could hardly see any traces.

But the rain still seeped in through the gaps in the closed windows, pooled in streams, and overflowed the rafters. I went to the bathroom to get two dry towels and a few pieces of laundry, stuffed the dry towels through the window, and spread the clothes on the desk and the floor. It should work, I think. I let out a breath and started wiping the sweat from my brow. The living room seemed to be ringing from the mobile phone, mixed with the sound of wind and rain, it lost its usual loudness. I listened for three seconds, and it turned out that the phone rang. Just as the thought of who would call me in such a ghostly weather flashed through my mind, I had already come to the living room and picked up my phone.

The caller ID is "Lai Deren", my college classmate and graduate student. "What are you doing?" I pressed the answer button. "Are you okay now?" "I am living well, thank you for your concern." "That's not what I meant. I mean, are you busy now?" "What do you want to do?" "Come to see me." "It's a typhoon now, have you made a mistake?" "Come on. I have a program that has been unable to run." "It's about my ass." "What's the meaning?" "None of my business!"

"Hey, that's right." "I do not want to go." "Come and help me, I'll wait for you in the research room. Let's have dinner together too." "I do not want." "Ride carefully. I'll wait for you." "I do not……" Before finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. After cursing a few times, I obediently put on my raincoat and helmet, and went downstairs to ride my bike. The streets are full of branches and leaves blown by the wind, and I often have to run over a piece of green. The traffic light at an intersection was broken, and the green light was flashing blindly. I deliberately slowed down and passed.

Be careful when riding in this weather, or you will miss the sun when you are knocked down and lying on the side of the road. Although he was fully armed, the rain still seeped into his trousers, and his glasses were always blurred. It was windy and rainy along the road, and I couldn't hear the engine of the locomotive at all, only the sound of cursing in my own mouth. After 15 minutes, we finally arrived safely at the department building. As soon as he entered the department building, he took off his raincoat and put it on the handrail of the stairs. He took off his glasses to dry off, rolled up his trousers to his knees, and started climbing the stairs.

I climbed up to the fourth floor, where there are four research rooms, each of which can seat 12 people. I gently opened the door of the second research room and looked around. There should be no one else. I tiptoed to the innermost place and suddenly yelled, "Hi!" I want to give Lai Deren a shocking education. Unexpectedly, a strange graduate student raised his head and stood up in a panic. "Excuse me, who are you looking for?" He spoke in a tone of shock. "Ah?" I was also taken aback, "I'm looking for Lai Deren." "Senior Lai is in the research room on the third floor."

"Thank you." I was a little embarrassed, "Also, I'm really sorry." "It's okay." He smiled, "Postgraduates are used to being intimidated by their advisors, and they have a strong heart." I said thank you again and left the lab. Maybe he was dizzy by the typhoon and forgot that Lai Deren had already graduated from the master's class. Naturally, I will not stay in that laboratory again. Lai Deren is currently studying for a Ph.D. class, so he should have just been promoted to Ph.D. 5. There are two research rooms on the third floor. This time I learned my lesson and knocked on the door of the first room first.

"Come in quickly." Lai Deren's voice said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." "How did you know it was me?" I said after opening the door. "Which idiot would come in this kind of weather?" "Hey, you called me here." The space of this study room is larger than the study room on the fourth floor, but it only has 9 seats. There is also a row of bookshelves against the wall on the left side of the door, reaching the height of the ceiling. Lai Deren was sitting in the innermost position by the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the screen.

"Only you?" I asked. "Yeah." He said, "There was another one just now. He may have gone to the laboratory." "What's wrong with the program?" I walked over to him. "I don't know." He stood up and gave way to me, "I can't even compile." "Too bad." I sat down and grabbed the mouse with my right hand. The program written by Lai Deren is a bit weird, and he asked me behind my back, why did I do this?After a while, I asked how I am recently?Makes it hard for me to concentrate. After more than half an hour, it was finally done.

"Solved." I said, "Dinner, please." "no problem."