leave this sad place

Chapter 154
"It's time to come back, too?" Ouyang murmured subconsciously, and looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

After a while, there was a sound of opening the door, and he hesitated whether he should go out of his room to take a look.There was the sound of changing shoes slowly, and he knew that she was back, but he became even more hesitant.

Gritting his teeth lightly, as if mustering some courage, he opened the door and looked at her in the aisle.

"Well, what's the matter?" She asked him, putting down the vegetables she bought along the way.

"No, it's nothing—" Ouyang felt like a balloon pierced by a needle, and was instantly deflated.

"Oh." She nodded with a slight smile, and asked again: "Are you hungry? I'll cook for you right away."

"It's okay." Ouyang shook his head slightly, and couldn't help but ask again: "My grades in this exam—won't it be too bad?"

"Here, read it yourself." She took out the notice from her satchel and handed it to him.

Ouyang took a quick glance and found that it was more than 520, which is about the score of the first line last year.It can't be said to be good, nor can it be said to be bad. It mainly depends on how you look at it.But now Ouyang doesn't have much thought to pay attention to these, because what he cares about now is not this.

"The head teacher didn't say anything to you, did he?" He continued to ask uneasily.

"It didn't say anything."

"That's good." Ouyang secretly comforted himself. He didn't rank well in the eyes of the head teacher at all. He didn't care much about himself. It was normal for him not to say anything to her.However, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed in his heart.

"But I also said a few words." She continued with a slight smile.

"Then—then what did he say?" Ouyang felt a little depressed in his heart, and now he didn't know whether he wanted the class teacher to say a few words about himself, or not to say a few words about himself.

"If you work harder to maintain this grade, it won't be a big problem when you take the college entrance examination next year."

"Oh." Ouyang answered absently.He didn't have much idea about one or two, and he didn't care much about it.But it seems that the head teacher really didn't say anything, even such words of encouragement were just a few words of demeanor.

"Well, what's the matter?" She looked at him a little puzzled.

"Are the first and second copies so important? I don't even know what the first and second copies are or what they are useful for." Ouyang came back to his senses and muttered pretending not to care.

"That's up to you, anyway, I don't understand these things." She said while washing the dishes, planning to cook him a delicious meal.After all, the result of this exam made her feel pretty good.

"Then you can do your work, I want to read novels for a while." Ouyang felt a little relieved, feeling that he was in the mood to read novels again, and wanted to read novels again.

"Hello, Xiao Ming." She couldn't help calling out to him.

"Why?" Ouyang turned around and looked at her with some puzzlement.Looks like he didn't do anything, right?

"The time for reading novels, in fact - you can use them for reading and studying." She didn't know how she should ask him to review carefully.But looking at his results now, and comparing it with his usual performance, he finally couldn't help reminding him.

Ouyang looked at her in a daze, it was not a day or two since she came back.She didn't remind herself when she was reading novels before, and she didn't even pay much attention to it, but what happened now?Is it because you saw your own achievements?I think that no matter how hard I work, I will still be able to achieve great things.Is it because of this that you have to ask yourself to study or study every day, as the head teacher thinks?
Ouyang frowned slightly. He didn't like such words, and even felt a little disgusted.He has already given up many, many things in order to study, but this novel, his greatest hobby, is something he cannot let go of, nor does he want to let go of.If he really let go, what is left of him?Wouldn't he become a machine that only knows how to learn?
He walked into his room silently and locked the door.He knew that she just wanted to study hard by himself, but she didn't understand herself at all, she just wanted to forcefully attach what she wanted to do to him and let him do it.And the novel is about one of my dreams, how can I let it go for the so-called college entrance examination?Besides, it's not that she didn't study hard, it's just that she didn't see it, so she didn't know.Ouyang didn't want to say anything more to her who didn't understand herself or herself.Even if she is her own mother.

Seeing the locked door as silent as his, she felt a little worried in her heart.Introverted, withdrawn, and even a little weird son, how can she not worry about his future?
And now he is about to enter the third year of high school, and he is sprinting for the college entrance examination wholeheartedly. When he returns home, he still only knows how to read novels like before.And I just reminded him a little bit, but I didn't expect him to lock the door and continue reading the novel without paying attention.How can this work?Her heart was a little messy. She just saw that his score had reached the first line in this test, but she didn't want her expectations of him to be shattered like this.

Her heart felt a little dignified again, and there was also some sadness.After all, his way of shutting himself out so casually made her a little embarrassed as a mother, a little worried but also a little bit sad.

"It's time to eat." She finished the meal quietly and called him to eat together.

But the door was still locked tightly, and there was no sound from the room, as if the whole room was empty and there was no one there.

Her gaze became a little dim, she sighed softly, walked to the door and was about to knock, but the door opened automatically.

"Oh." Ouyang glanced at her standing in front of the door, and responded lightly, without paying too much attention.Maybe he doesn't care much about anything now, because now he has become a little low again, and feels the feeling of loneliness that no one understands, or even understands himself.

The silent dinner table made him feel a sense of depression.After not eating much, he felt that he had lost his appetite again.

"Eat slowly, I'm done." Ouyang put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said lightly, his voice was ethereal like a cloud.

"Eat a little more." Seeing that he didn't eat much, she couldn't help persuading him.But I don't know that this is what he dislikes the most.

But this time he didn't care, and didn't say much, just shook his head lightly and stood up.

"There is still a long time before night, if you don't eat, you will be hungry before night." She still persuaded him, although she knew that he might not have much appetite now, but how could she bear to see What about starving him?Even if it's just for a little while.

Although he knew that these words were her good intentions, but now he doesn't want to eat any more.Besides, starvation is not a big deal to me, on the contrary, I don't care much about it.And if I still don't refuse like before, and just do something I don't like, I will definitely not feel good in my heart.

Ouyang looked at her, sighed softly, and still shook his head.It feels like she really doesn't understand herself, and she always likes to make herself do things that she just doesn't like, but she is still at a loss, thinking that it is her kindness.But he would never accept such kindness again, even if it might make her feel a little sad.

He walked into the room silently again, locking the door tightly as before.Such a lock had already appeared in his heart long ago, creating an invisible gap between his heart and anyone else.

He escaped into the world of novels again, maybe that virtual world can give him something he wants, so that he won't feel lonely.

(End of this chapter)