leave this sad place

Chapter 172 Regression

"Then what do you want to pursue?"

His eyes were blank, and he didn't know whether he should tell her or not.

"So what do you want to do?" she asked him again.

Ouyang thought about it again, why should he be secretive about his ideals?Some firmly said to her: "Write a novel!"

"Then you can just write your own, it's not a big deal." She said a little puzzled.

"Write mine? It takes time, and at this time—is it possible?" Ouyang's eyes were full of helplessness. In fact, he wanted to write something a long time ago, but he didn't know what to do. Where to find some time.

She fell silent again.

"And now Chinese teachers rarely ask for writing. Even if they write a composition, they must be an argumentative article. This, this is not in line with me at all! I am really afraid that if I continue like this, will I be able to write some ideas in the future? What I wrote." Ouyang's eyes became a little dim, and his voice fell unconsciously.

"Then what do you want to do? Do you want to write a book if you don't want to study?" She asked him kindly, feeling that his thinking was very naive.

Ouyang fell silent. There are so many novelists on the Internet, but only a handful of them are famous. This is not an easy task.But he is confident that he will use the rest of his life to fulfill his dream, step by step, there will always be an end.But in this case, he couldn't tell her.

"Don't think about it too much. I think I will have plenty of time to write novels. Just do what you should do now." She sighed slightly.

"There's plenty of time? But what I've learned now is of no use to me at all! I don't want to waste time like this anymore!" Ouyang's eyes filled with a blank look again, and he had already planned A good road is simply a mirror image.

"Don't waste time, then go out and write your novel." Hearing Ouyang's words, she felt a little angry in her heart.

Ouyang fell silent, her words were just irritating him.

"Anyway, you are full, so I don't have to worry about you at all. If you want to go out, you can do whatever you want, that's your own business. As long as you don't regret it in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you at this time. !" Her tone became a little tough, and she felt that Ouyang was simply looking for trouble for nothing, and stopped studying for the sake of the so-called ideal. This kind of thinking is not only naive but also ridiculous!

Ouyang became more silent, and some didn't understand why she became so indifferent.

"Have you thought it through? If you don't read now, then I won't care about you in the future!" She felt as if she had grasped Ouyang's vital point.

"If you are studying, you will take care of yourself with all your heart; if you are not studying, you will not care about yourself!" Thinking about it, Ouyang felt a chill in his heart.Some don't understand that she cared so much about herself before. Is she caring about herself, or is she caring about her reading?What would happen to her if her grades were poor since she was a child?Will you still accommodate yourself like this?
"Have you thought about it? Do you still want to go to school to study?" Her tone became a little cold.

Ouyang has no doubt that if she doesn't go to study, she won't pay attention to herself at all.

A kind of sadness welled up.If I was mischievous and mischievous like other children whose parents divorced from a young age, with poor grades, would anyone care about me?How much of her love is real?Did she treat me like this because I was her son?Or is it because of my academic performance?
For a moment, Ouyang's heart panicked unconsciously. He thought that the mother who loved him the most and loved him unconditionally out of instinct had such a purpose.This, this made him simply unbearable.Maybe it's just that I thought too much, but once such a thought arises, Ouyang can't forget it anyway. What if it is true at all?

He fell into a painful struggle again, he couldn't listen to her words at all, but felt her tone became more and more indifferent.His face became paler and his heart trembled uncontrollably.I always love to say that some rifts cannot be healed once they are created, but I always have hope in my heart, and even for that person, I have never really given up!
But what about her?where are they?Have you truly recognized yourself from the heart?Or do you see yourself as a dispensable tool?There was a deep sorrow in Ouyang's eyes.

This is a real world, a cruel world, and who really cares about you, likes you, and loves you because you are that person, not anything else?
"I've explained it to you. It's up to you to choose. Anyway, it's still the same sentence: as long as you don't regret it in the future." She continued to speak coldly.

"Did you explain? If I really don't want to read anymore, do you care about nothing? Do you want me to just-go out?" Ouyang asked in a low voice.

"What do you care? I have already gone out to earn my own living at your age!" She said flatly.

Self-supporting, Ouyang felt a slight pain in his heart, the current self is still relying on her after all.If she didn't give herself any property, then she would have no other choice but to live on the streets after she went out.Maybe I really should prepare a way out for myself, maybe I should really try to start supporting myself, because there is no one to rely on except myself!

So what now?Ouyang gritted his teeth and answered her: "Then I'll go to study." Because he knew himself well, if he went out like this, he would be unable to move at all, and he might not even have the ability to get out of this city.In such a sad situation, what qualifications do you have to talk about your own ideals?

Bowing his head again, and having to compromise in the face of reality again, Ouyang once again felt the torment in his heart.He felt that he was becoming more and more spineless, but he was more and more powerless.

Too much helplessness, too much grief!
Maybe it's not sad at all, how many people in the world want to study but can't, but I am so hypocritical here!Ouyang comforted himself, but he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

"Just figure it out, just read your book carefully." She told him, and breathed a sigh of relief, except for not reading, she can accommodate him.

"Maybe?" Ouyang's face was full of bitterness. He thought that he would never have to go back to that place; he thought that he could pretend to be cold and tell her not to study, and then persuade her to give up himself ; I thought I would really succeed.But he didn't think that her giving up was a burden that he couldn't bear, and he had to compromise with her again.

But can you really learn by yourself when you go to school?Will the blow after blow continue?Can you bear it yourself?And the college entrance examination, can I really play to my ideal level?What if you really failed?In that case, what should we do?

"What if my college entrance examination is really bad?" He asked her again.

"Don't think about that, just review yours well." She comforted him again, why didn't she have such worries?Just can't act like him.

With all the unknowns and the unknown future, Ouyang felt that his future had become uncertain again.

Where is the home?When is the end?He sighed faintly, like a breath that has not changed since ancient times.

(End of this chapter)