以前,我一直觉得,这个城市,是永远不会属于我的。猛然地,我有种找到归宿感的感觉。在一个下午,我拎着沉沉的一包行李,刚上三楼。三楼右侧的门开了,一个老头探出头,说:“你找谁?”我愣了一下,说:“我不找谁,我,我住这里。”老头点点头,说:“你是租客?”我说:“是。”老头说:“住哪个房?”我说:“503。”老头说:“明白了,是张成那家。你上去吧。”我拎着行李,就上去了。也是后来才知道,老头姓刘,都叫他老刘,很热心的一个人。他 I used to think that this city will never belong to me. Suddenly, I have a feeling of finding a sense of belonging. One afternoon, I was carrying a heavy bag of luggage, just on the third floor. The door to the right of the third floor opened, an old man stuck his head and said: “Who are you looking for?” I froze for a moment and said: “I do not look for anyone, I, I live here.” , Said: “You are the tenant?” I said: “The old man said: ” Which room? “I said: ” 503. “The old man said: ” understand, is Zhang Cheng that house.You go up. "I am carrying luggage, went up. It is also later learned that the old man surnamed Liu, Liu called him all, a very enthusiastic person. he