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Chapter 139 Exhausted
At this moment, it seemed that everything in the world was silent, even Ye Hei held his breath and listened quietly.

Ouyang's fingers holding the phone became even paler, as if soaked in water for days and nights, without a trace of blood.

Ouyang's heart gradually became heavy again, in the deathly silence.

"You don't have to worry about our affairs, you just need to do what you should do well and study hard." Her voice became a little serious, but it gave Ouyang a very cold feeling. a feeling of.

"But, I want to know." Another tear fell down his face, and that oppressive feeling came up again. Ouyang's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes shone with pain.

"When you grow up in the future, I will tell you about those things." Her voice gave him an ethereal feeling, but it was a hopeless ethereal, which made his heart sink into a heavy heart again. grief.

"I want to know, I want to know now." The deep voice regained its original husky, and he couldn't control himself anymore.

"I'll tell you when you grow up." Her voice seemed to become more ethereal, making the tears on his face fall silently again.

"I just want to know now." His voice was low and hoarse, but his heart felt desperate.

"Don't be so stubborn, I'll tell you later when you grow up!" Her voice suddenly became harsh, as if she had lost all patience.

"Hehe—" He laughed, that kind of low, weird smile; it was a creepy laugh.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she had a faint bad feeling, as if something terrible was about to happen.But she didn't think about it, she suppressed the discomfort in her heart and listened silently.

"Do you know where I am now?" His voice was not only low and hoarse, but also had a strange breath.

Her bad feeling became more and more intense.

"I'm right on the edge of the balcony, a distance of more than [-] meters is enough." His voice was strangely indifferent, as if he was talking about a very easy thing, but it was by no means easy thing.

She was still silent, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about, and as if all of this had nothing to do with her, including his life and death!
"Every time I ask about you, you tell me not to worry about it, as long as I do my own thing well; and every time I want to know about you, you shirk and tell me when I grow up. But, Can I really ignore it? Can I really ignore it? Can I really treat all of this as if it didn’t happen, and just learn as you hope?” Ouyang used that hoarse and deep voice As he spoke, tears silently slid down the bridge of his nose and into his mouth.

"Then let me tell you, clearly and plainly: I-do-not-do it! I can't do it a thousand times, ten thousand times! I can never do it forever!" He said The voice became higher, as if taking an oath.But his heart was heavy and sorrowful.

"Then you tell me again, how long do you have to wait until you can tell me those things?" Another tear fell, and his face became slightly grim.

"When you grow up—" There was a sigh in her voice, a tiredness.

"Grow up?" He interrupted her, his eyes were full of sadness, a kind of indescribable deep sadness!

"Growing up? It's such an excuse again! Then you tell me, what do you want me to be when I grow up in your eyes? How long do I have to wait to be counted as growing up in your eyes, I will wait, day by day, year after year, okay?" His voice was choked with a hint of growl, and his heart But even heavier.

"You will know by yourself at that time." Her voice didn't seem to be affected by him at all, but it became a little heavy.

"I don't want to know when the time comes, I just want you to tell me clearly and plainly: How long do you have to wait before you tell me those things?" He cried like a flower in the wind So helpless.

"Wait until—" She didn't seem to hear what he said, and there was not even a trace of tremor in her voice.

"Wait? You want me to wait until I die, so I'll die for you right now, okay?" After he finished speaking, he laughed abruptly, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hehe, you know? I really want to die right now. As long as I jump so lightly, your affairs and your affairs have nothing to do with me anymore." He said painfully He closed his eyes, wishing he could die, but he held back stiffly.Because he clearly knows that death is not the solution to the problem.

But the heart really hurts, hurts so much.I really want to, really want to be free.Why let a person who is so painful that he wants to die cannot die?Why be so cruel?

"You know? I have thought of death more than once, and I am really afraid that I will not be able to control myself next time, and I will really jump." Tears have already flooded my face, and my heart is so heavy that I want to take out my whole internal organs.Ouyang felt helpless again, a helplessness that could not even die.

"But you, why are you still refusing to tell me? Do you really need me to die to show you before you will believe it?" Ouyang almost didn't know how he made his voice, it was so hoarse and so hoarse Low and low, it was clearly the howling of a dying beast.

"I—" Her voice trembled slightly.She didn't understand why he, who was so well-behaved and sensible since he was a child, would say such things.would make her so worried.

"You, you don't want to believe it, you don't want to believe that I, who has never worried you since I was a child, did such a crazy thing." He seemed to see through her mind, his voice was tired, a kind of Tired of feeling extremely disgusted with life.

"But do you know how I feel? Have you ever thought about how I feel? Or do you always think that I just study hard and don't think about anything else? But is this possible? I'm not a machine, I'm A person, a living person with flesh and blood and emotions!" His tone gradually became flat, but with an extremely tired tone.After calming down like this, he is even more terrifying, more likely to go crazy, and do some things that are simply unimaginable.

"You know what? I am going crazy because of your affairs, I am tortured by your affairs, and death is just a relief for me." His words were a little relaxed, as if he had said As he said, death was just a relief to him.

Her heart couldn't stop trembling, and her heart was deeply shocked, but she could tell that he was extremely serious with his relaxed words.But she remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"I know you, but I still don't believe it. Such a well-behaved person, no matter what, it's impossible to get to that step. Right?" He asked her, but his eyes looked at the darkness around him, his eyes were a little numb and cold, There is also a trace of unspeakable disgust, the kind of disgust that seems to abandon the whole world.

"But I'm tired—" he sighed, and looked at the indifferent moon and the twinkling stars, but there was no trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and there was even a little bit of desolation.

He was tired, he was really tired, a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion, a feeling of just wanting to rest and never wake up again.

"No!" Her voice was as sharp as two pieces of glass rubbing against each other, and her heart was full of panic.

"Hehe." He smiled, but it was a kind of deeper exhaustion.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Her heart calmed down a little, but there was still a trace of panic.

A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, then they became even darker again, and then the deep exhaustion gushed out again.

"Come back, you all come back. It's time for us to have a good talk, and some things should be resolved." He closed his eyes, and there was no grief or heaviness in his heart, but only a desire to sleep forever impulse.

(End of this chapter)