leave this sad place

Chapter 146
Hearing the sound of metal colliding and water steaming early in the morning, Ouyang rubbed his puffy eyes and squinted slightly.There was a slight trance in his head, and then he suddenly remembered that he was no longer sleeping in the dormitory.

He looked at the time with a helpless expression.Usually, it takes about 15 minutes for me to be woken up by the alarm clock, but now I am so sleepy that I think it is impossible to sleep again.He somewhat regretted agreeing to let her make breakfast for him. Isn't it good that everything remains the same?Why should I promise her?And why change the habits that have been developed over the years?

"It doesn't matter so much, let's sleep for a while first." He lay on the bed again, but couldn't sleep well.Although the steaming sound was not very loud, it was enough for Ouyang to make him unable to fall asleep again.

"Get up and eat noodles." After a while, my mother's voice came.

"Got it." Ouyang's voice was deeply tired.The original self should get up and wash up at this time and go to class; but now the self is going to have breakfast, and I don't know if it will be too late.There was some faint worry in his heart, being late was not a good thing after all, and he who had never been late was even less willing to see himself late.

"There are still 25 minutes." He looked at the time, his heart trembled, and his face was a little bitter.It takes him 10 minutes to get to school alone, and a few minutes to wash up.As for breakfast?

"I don't want to eat." He shook his head, feeling a little tight on time, and said helplessly to her.

"I've already done it." She didn't see the bitterness in the corners of his eyes, and only cared about her mind after getting up and working for a while this morning.

"Then you can eat by yourself." Ouyang was slightly taken aback, feeling that he really didn't have much time to eat breakfast.

"I don't like to eat noodles. If you don't eat, then I have to throw it away." She still didn't see the bitterness in his eyes, she just said to herself.

"Okay, I'll eat." Ouyang sighed helplessly, he didn't want to see a good bowl of noodles wasted in vain, and didn't want her heart to be wasted like this.But this kind of feeling really made him feel disliked, and he didn't want to accept it.

He picked up the chopsticks and looked at the big bowl full of noodles, feeling even more bitter in his heart.Some asked speechlessly: "Why are there so many?"

"You didn't tell me, and I don't know how much you can eat." She said, looking at him carefully and said: "The most important thing is that you are going to be hungry."

Ouyang frowned helplessly, and the bitterness in his heart deepened. How could he eat so much when he never had breakfast?What's more, now I don't have so much time to eat these slowly.But how could he not understand her mind?Is it because I am afraid that I will be hungry in the morning, but is it necessary to do this?Want to haggle over these details?

"Not much, the bottom is full of soup." She looked at his slightly frowning brows and comforted him.

What else could Ouyang feel other than bitterness? , he can't even hear such words, then he is not Ouyang.

He stuffed a big chopstick full into his mouth, and suddenly wanted to spit out all the noodles stuffed in his mouth, but how could this be possible?
My stomach was full of bitter water, and I no longer had the appetite to eat. I could faintly feel a few blisters growing in my mouth, and even my tongue was numb.He was too impatient, and his face was too hot.

"I won't eat." He put down his chopsticks, feeling a little annoyed.If I didn't eat at the beginning, there wouldn't be so many problems.Even more resentful of her arranging all this to suit her wishes, without considering her own feelings at all.

"What's the matter?" She asked in confusion, not understanding why he changed his face after eating.

"The face is too hot." His face was sullen, and his heart was absolutely terrible.

"It's okay, just eat it slowly." She smiled slightly, not thinking that the noodles were so hot, didn't he just eat it just now?
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, how can there be so much time to eat slowly?" Ouyang's voice was a little annoyed, and now he has no appetite at all, and he is not in the mood to eat.He looked at the time again. There were still 3 or [-] minutes before class, and he was anxious and angry.

"If you don't eat, then I'll fall down?" She asked him, but she still didn't understand where his anger came from.

"You can pour it if you want." He stood up abruptly, a trace of disgust flashed in his heart. Last night, he forced himself to eat those meals like this, which made him feel extremely dissatisfied.

She looked at his serious expression, walked to the bathroom without hesitation, and threw away the bowl of noodles decisively.

Seeing her determination, Ouyang felt that she was very strange.Does this look a little bit like his imaginary mother?Not only did my heart become heavier, but it also became more sorrowful.

He walked to the sink without saying a word and began to wash silently, but traces of sadness flashed through his heart from time to time.

When he finished washing and looked at the time, he didn't even have time to feel the sadness, so he ran out like flying, because there were still a few minutes before class.

When he panted heavily and looked at the classroom only a dozen steps away from him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Suddenly, a bell rang.He gritted his teeth and hurried in again.

The head teacher who came to the classroom early, glanced casually at Ouyang who ran in amidst the ringing of the bell, and withdrew his gaze without paying too much attention.

Ouyang walked to his seat silently, not knowing what it was like in his heart.I feel that I really have nothing to do this morning, as good as usual, so I won't make myself so embarrassed.

"When you come to the classroom, take out the book and review it carefully, don't look around like that." The head teacher kept walking back and forth in the classroom, patrolling.

Ouyang took out a book from the desk and wanted to review it carefully, but he couldn't get it in anyway.He felt that his heart was a little messed up again, as if he hadn't calmed down at all these days.What I thought could be solved quickly, has dragged on like this now, and I am really not used to this kind of life.

Thinking about it, Ouyang sighed helplessly again, what can he do now?Do you really have to explain it clearly to her again?But he didn't have the courage he had before, and he didn't want to mention those things again, for fear of hurting himself and her.

Ouyang watched the class teacher walk past him from time to time, and his disturbed heart became even more disturbed by him.

"Are you worried about this?" Ouyang really wanted to say a word of anger to the teacher in charge.Now he felt his heart became heavy again.

There are basically no classes throughout the morning, and most teachers just let the students review by themselves below.However, the mathematics teacher firmly grasped these times and continued to talk about his general review class.

Listening to the thunderous voice from the podium, Ouyang really wanted to plug his ears.He no longer listened to his lectures, and felt that what he said was useless to him at all, they were all from materials, and he could understand them by himself.Moreover, the math teacher often made mistakes, which made Ouyang deeply doubt his level, and even faintly disdain him.

When it was time to go back for lunch at noon, Ouyang was a little at a loss.He didn't know whether he should go back to eat, or just find a nearby restaurant to satisfy his hunger as usual.

He stayed silent for a while in the classroom.Although some wanted to go back and eat outside, it was obviously not possible, and she would definitely worry about herself if she didn't go back like this.And the purpose of her coming back is to bring herself, if she eats out, how can she allow it?Even if she agreed, what would she think in her heart?Wouldn't that cause more incidents?

"But I really don't want to go back." Ouyang sighed inexplicably, not only a little helpless, but also a little involuntary.

"Just endure this year for now." He sighed, feeling that he was suffering in such a life.But his original goal was farther and farther away from him.

(End of this chapter)