leave this sad place

Chapter 113 A Strange Feeling

"Maybe tomorrow will not be what I thought." His heart ached to the extreme, and he had no choice but to seek comfort for himself, even if that comfort was illusory.

"Maybe tomorrow will be joyful and blessed." Faintly, there was a trace of longing in his eyes, like the green light in the eyes of a hungry wolf.

"Whose blessing will it be? Mother? Sister Xiaolan?" There was a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

"Who else is there?" His eyes dimmed a bit again, not many people knew his birthday at all.

He looked at the poem he wrote again, and silently recited it in his heart, the pain gathered from the dark corner like a spring.

"Tomorrow is my birthday, do you know that?" At this moment, what he was thinking about was not Yushu or Sun Xiaohong, but Jie'er!

What a wonderful feeling, even he himself didn't guess that at this moment, he would think of Jie'er - the girl who secretly left the deepest mark in his heart.

"Hehe, what's wrong with me?" He was a little dazed, the girl who had caused him pain for more than a year was not the first to be remembered at this moment.

"Maybe it's just an illusion." He sighed, feeling an inexplicable loss, and his heart felt empty again.

"Maybe—" He didn't know what to say.You can fool others, even yourself, but you can't fool your own heart!What a ridiculous point of view!Isn't your heart your own?But what about his?

"Tomorrow, tomorrow." He looked at the bright moon and stars outside the window again, feeling fascinated.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow." He was a little sad again.

"Tomorrow is another new day." He said this sentence for a long time, but he didn't think of anything better than this sentence.

"Don't think about it, just rest." He felt a little dizzy in his head, and drowsiness hit him intermittently.

He slowly closed his eyes, but he didn't really want to sleep, just to take a nap, and now he is still waiting.

"It's past eleven o'clock." He looked at the time, it was less than an hour away from his birthday.

"It's 11:30." He looked at the time again, and his heart moved slightly.

"Will someone send me a message at exactly twelve o'clock?" There was a trace of anticipation in his heart, and the drowsiness was suppressed abruptly.

"It's already [-]:[-], will there be someone?" His rationality told him that no one would send him a message at that time, even if he used a bunch of formulas, he couldn't calculate such a result.But his emotions were unreasonable and stubborn.

"It's [-]:[-], isn't it?" His expression was somewhat depressed, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes, which was a conflict between reason and emotion.

"It's coming, it's coming." He stared at the time displayed on the phone, with a glint of light in his eyes, as if he was watching his own life.

"It's twelve o'clock." Those bright black eyes, like a burnt out lamp, quickly dimmed.

"Would it be a few minutes later?" Those eyes lit up like sparks again.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but this waiting was already doomed!

"I already knew the ending, so why should I have extravagant hopes?" There was a bitter expression on his face.In his cold and lonely heart, how could the sparks in those eyes really start a prairie fire?Isn't it like a flash of light that tends to be destroyed again.

"If someone could greet me at this time, how ecstatic I would be!" He sighed slightly, unconsciously thinking of Jie'er, and her voice and smile slowly appeared in his mind.At this moment, the greeting he wanted was actually from her.

"Hehe, the illusion appeared again." He became even more bitter, thinking that he was so sad that he kept having such illusions.

"How could it be her that you think of?" He smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I must be too sad." There was a slight pain in his heart, and he quickly denied it for no reason.

"Go to sleep, good night." He closed his eyes slowly again, feeling a little tingling in his eyes.

"Happy birthday." He thought for a while, and said silently in his heart, a little crystal teardrops flowed down the corner of his eyes.

A scratch was engraved on his face bit by bit, and the warm feeling slowly turned cold again, exuding a bit of chill, just like his current heart.

"Go to sleep." He muttered silently, not wanting to wipe it off.

The night also slowly became silent, like a lonely old man sitting with his back to the sun, not speaking or sighing.Mingyue's gaze became colder and colder like a sword with a green edge.Having had enough trouble and fun, Xing Xing showed a bit of fatigue, thinking about finding a time to sneak back.

"It's another new day." Ouyang opened his eyes, and the worries in his heart seemed to be forgotten in his sleep.

"Sure enough, no one sent me a message to congratulate me." He checked his phone again, wondering if he was happy after guessing the result?Or lost with no one to greet?
"Whatever he said, it's another new day, let's study hard!" He remembered the scene with the physics teacher yesterday, and he felt a little warmth in his heart. It wasn't because of his birthday.

"Eighteen, it's a new year. I can't be the same as before." Perhaps because of the morning sunshine, Ouyang's mood slowly picked up again.Or maybe it has reached the lowest valley, so no matter which direction it is in, it is upward.

"Don't worry about that anymore, just study hard." He looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling fresh and warm, with an indescribable sense of comfort.Ouyang stretched involuntarily.

"It's a long-lost feeling." He smiled slightly, showing a look of enjoyment, and he didn't know where the feelings of depression and frustration last night went, and he didn't know if they were hidden.

"Maybe it's because of my birthday." He sighed slightly, maybe because today is his birthday, he subconsciously didn't want to make himself feel bad.

However, his heart sank slightly again, and he remembered the poem he wrote last night, and he remembered those people and things he remembered last night.

"After all, no one has blessed me!" He sighed, his heart sinking slowly.A white cloud floated over, the sunlight was blocked, and a cold feeling slowly climbed up the small back like a poisonous snake, and then burrowed into the heart.

"Even the person I care about the most doesn't know my birthday." He read it again, hesitating slightly, and didn't know who to think of.Is it Sun Xiaohong?Is it Yushu?Or Jay?

He shook his head, feeling a little confused.

"How could there be Jie'er? How could there be her?" He couldn't figure it out.Sun Xiaohong is the girl he had a crush on for five or six years before, and she is still an old classmate now.Yushu was his first love, and also the first girl who hurt him deeply.But what about Jieer?What kind of role did she play in his life?

"Why does this illusion always appear?" He was a little disturbed in his heart, and couldn't figure out why!Jie'er has already changed schools, even if she had, it would be ridiculous to have such a trace of emotion!I don't even know if we can meet each other in the future, so how can there be such a possibility?

His rationality kept denying it, but the emotion in his heart sank deeper and deeper.He felt like his head was about to explode. Such a question, such an illogical question, made his heart ache.

"Don't think about it!" He roared in his heart, a trace of haze ran away like a mouse that couldn't see the light in fright.

There was a warm feeling in his body again, and when he looked up, he saw the white cloud drifting by.

"Don't think about it." He warned himself again.

"Let's go with fate." He said silently in his heart, as if to comfort him!

(End of this chapter)