leave this sad place

Chapter 77

Slightly adjusted his mood, raised his head and looked at her with a smile. "No, you heard wrong."

"Really?" Jie'er looked at her eyes with a half-smile, those eyes were as clear as spring water, which made him panic inexplicably.

"Why not? I'm fine." Ouyang slightly staggered her eyes, not daring to look at her.

"Okay." Jie'er nodded slightly, then sighed again: "Oh, another week has passed, so fast, half-term exams are coming."

Half-term exam?Ouyang was startled suddenly, isn't it, half of this semester is over.

"Yes, so fast." Ouyang also sighed, with a trace of misery in his eyes. He has tortured himself for so long, but why can't he let go and forget her?

"Well, I won't tell you anymore, I have to study hard." After finishing speaking, Jie'er took out the book and read it seriously.

"Oh—" Ouyang Mi nodded in confusion, turned around and returned to her seat.Flipping through the book stiffly, page after page, but he still has no desire to review.

His heart gradually became chaotic, and he remembered those sad things again.The breakup with Yushu, the hesitation and loss after the breakup; and the arrival of his father during the Chinese New Year, and the quarrel with his father.When I got home, things were not going my way; when I came to school, things were not going my way.Scenes, every drop was replaying in his mind.

"Although the world is vast, it seems that there is no place for me to settle down." His expression became even more desolate, as if an invisible hand was pushing behind all of this.It made him feel extremely fearful in his heart, as if an invisible master was targeting him.Let him be tortured, let him taste all the pain, let him be unhappy everywhere, and everything is not going his way.

He wanted to escape again, escape?Where can I escape to?Where else can I go?Which corner of the world can give him real happiness?hapiness?He doesn't even know the happiness he seeks, so how can he satisfy him?Before he knew it, he had already lost himself, the optimistic, cheerful and confident self.

Apart from pain, sadness and melancholy, what else is left for him now?What else can he do now?It's annoying to watch, even he himself hates himself!But what can I do?But who can help him?
You, and only you, can save yourself!

But in this state, is it possible?He who is still in a daze now, is it possible?This indecisive and sad man, is it possible?

Is it possible?
Is it possible?
Maybe!
The melancholy that cannot be blown away by the spring breeze, the sorrow that cannot be burned by the fire, everything is still going on, pain or sadness.

"There are still some places, maybe I should escape deeper." He murmured, thinking of drinking, thinking of novels, and thinking of surfing the Internet.Maybe those worlds of drunkenness and dreams are suitable for him; maybe those illusory worlds belong to him; maybe there will no longer be sadness in those worlds, and they will no longer make him cry; maybe he will get a new kind of happiness, that kind of happiness. Virtual, does not exist at all, there is no real happiness at all.But how can happiness not exist?But does it really exist?The happiness of delusion, the happiness of wishing for plum blossoms and quenching thirst, such happiness!And so sadly happy!

"Happiness, as long as I can be happy, even if I just don't feel sad anymore, I will be satisfied." His voice is full of pain, full of helplessness, and full of sadness.Such a humble request, yet such an extravagant hope!

Maybe everything will pass away and be forgotten; maybe everything will really start anew; maybe everything will really be fine.

Maybe,

Maybe.

(End of this chapter)