leave this sad place

Chapter 36 The Painful Struggle

Waiting is a painful process, and waiting without knowing the ending is even more a tortured process.Fortunately, the dawn will appear every day. Ouyang's heart is already hurting enough. This waiting can divert his attention and reduce the pain in his heart.

The light of the morning sun is like the buds that burst out of the ground in spring, sweeping away the haze of the night with a new breath.All things wake up slowly from a deep sleep, exuding vigorous vitality, symbolizing a new beginning.Slowly, the bright but unobtrusive dawn light across the sky gradually elongated and thickened, and spread towards the surroundings.The whole day slowly lit up.

Ouyang was still lying on the bed and watching motionless, but his eyes were filled with tears and he was full of excitement.The dawn of nature has finally arrived!Can't you wait for your own dawn?

She will definitely be her own, and she will definitely be her own in the future.Now, I am just forced by reality; in the future, I will definitely be able to return to the way I was before, I will definitely be able to!Ouyang kept cheering himself up in his heart, and slowly regained some confidence.He got up slowly, got out of bed, looked at the sun that had just risen outside the window, and felt an inexplicable pride in his heart.He held his hands tightly, gritted his teeth, and stared at the other side of the window.

So, he took out his mobile phone and continued to call her.

It had been a whole day since he heard her voice, and his heart seemed to have been bitten by bone-biting ants for a whole day. "If she's up now, then she should turn on the phone." Ouyang whispered to himself, his voice became very hoarse, but he didn't seem to hear it at all.

However, her mobile phone is still off.Doesn't she usually get up early?Why don't you seem to wake up now?Otherwise, why not turn it on?Ouyang was puzzled again.Wei Wei was stunned for a moment, then remembered that today is Saturday and she doesn't study.Maybe she wants to take a break on the weekend, he comforted himself again.

It was past sunrise, and the sun in the distance lost some of its charming brilliance, and Ouyang's mood sank slightly again.I really want to see her, I really want to hear her talk, I really want to, I really want to. .

He called her again, and turned off the phone again.

But how could he give up so easily!
So, he dialed the number again and again, reminding him over and over again that the phone he dialed was turned off.

His mood was endlessly depressed bit by bit.Why hasn't she turned it on yet?His heart was full of worry, eagerness, hesitation, loss, and inexplicable grief!It's just because he doesn't know anything about her current situation.

He dialed the number numbly, and felt a slight pain in his fingertips, but he didn't care, and continued to dial regardless.It is as dull as a programmed machine, how can there be redundant thoughts?

Suddenly, the phone rang.

His expression was shocked, and she finally turned on the phone.A joyful and excited smile appeared on his face, and even the hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily.The thing in his hand seemed to be no longer a phone, but a light!It is hope!It is all his happiness!

The corners of his eyes became slightly rosy, and his heart became very disturbed with the sound of "beep, beep" from the mobile phone.What if no one answers?He guessed subconsciously, and became uneasy again.What if no one answered?He couldn't help wondering, but also kept comforting himself - no way.

But, in the end, this time, no one really answered.His face was full of dejection, as if a light of hope was blown out by the wind, and the surroundings returned to the embrace of darkness.But he comforted himself: maybe she didn't hear it.

So he called her again.This time he also dialed, and some hope rose in his heart again, just like the lamp that was blown by the wind, the flame that had been extinguished inside miraculously rekindled, staggeringly burning again Same.He was uneasy again, and even anxiously waited for someone to answer.

However, still no one came to answer.His heart was gray again.Why is this so?She must have not heard.It was obvious that the call had already been made, but there was no one to answer it, and a kind of unwillingness welled up in his heart.How can I give up?Now it's just that no one is answering, wait, maybe wait a while, call again, and she will hear it.Then you can listen to her voice and talk to her.

He continued to dial her number, but it was still the same.Why is there still no one to answer?He kept asking himself in his heart, and comforting himself: wait a little longer, she will hear it, wait a little longer, it will be fine.You must persist, you must persist!

He was afraid that she would just hear the ringtone when he didn't dial, so he didn't dare to stop for a while.So, he kept repeating—dial.

Finally, he was tired.In one hand, ten fingers were numb.His expression is dull, full of grief!I don't know why?Why no one answered?How could no one answer?There was a faint guess in his heart, but he still didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to admit it.Because he was afraid of getting hurt, and even more afraid of being hurt by her!
But all of this is already somewhat clear, and he is still persistent, firmly believing that nothing has changed and everything is the same as before!The world of fantasy can give people a sliver of virtual comfort, and if that fragile comfort is shattered again, it will be the deepest and heaviest blow!

Ouyang looked at the fiery red sun outside the window.

What else to do now?

He was silent without tears, his eyes were full of pain, and his face was full of sadness.

He picked up the phone again, and looked at it again—the familiar number. "Hit again," he whispered to himself. "Maybe, this time, she will answer." He comforted himself again.

His fingers became very heavy at some point, and he raised his fingertips tremblingly, dialing numbers one by one.After dialing, he felt even more depressed. He waited, waited for this ending without knowing the result, anxious and terrified, uneasy.This kind of emotion tormented him, making him feel several decades old in an instant.

Finally, there was a sound from inside; finally, it wasn't the sound of "beep-beep-" no one answered.But this time it was a "calling" prompt.

Ouyang's mood fell instantly, and there was a surge of excitement, which made his body tremble slightly.Is she on the phone with someone else?
When she finishes speaking, call herself, and she will definitely receive her call!

Do you mean?I can finally hear her voice, I can finally talk to her!

Ouyang's face was full of excitement, and his eyes were covered with mist.Looking out of the window again, he let out a heavy sigh of relief, feeling that everything around him became beautiful in an instant, exuding a charming atmosphere.

However, he suddenly woke up again.How can you relax now?What if she ends the call and calls by herself, but no one answers?So, he decided to keep calling her.

A few minutes passed, still on the phone.His face was full of joy, guessing that she should be finishing the call soon.

Ten minutes passed, and the call was still on.He smiled unabated, soon, it should be over soon.

More than half an hour has passed and the call is still on.He was a little puzzled, but he was relieved when he thought that his mother would usually talk for an hour or so when he called him.

An hour passed, and she was still on the phone.He smiled slightly, probably a relative called her.

An hour and a half passed, go on, talking on the phone.He sighed slightly, she was still so lively and talkative.

Two hours passed, on the phone.He couldn't help but wondered again.

Three hours have passed and the call is in progress.He frowned slightly.

. .calling. .

. .

Five hours have passed and the call is in progress.His face was full of despair and desolation.

Why is this happening?Why is this happening?He already had an answer in his heart, and that thread of speculation involuntarily surfaced again.He was full of panic, his face was full of grief, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out!
(End of this chapter)