School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 112 Mermaid's Beautiful Bubble (6)
Hua Xiaoyi just cried, unable to control herself.


She just kept shaking her head and shaking her head.Pushed Xihao away again, and shouted: "I know my own affairs best! But I can't help it. I like him so much. From the first time I saw him, I liked him crazily! I also I really want to forget him, but I can’t, I can’t. I have liked brother Yuxi since I was a child, and I was admitted to this college because of him. I once asked myself why I was so stupid, so stupid, and such an idiot! But there is no way, this is love. Love makes anyone irrational and humble like a fool, so humble that he is willing to do anything for him. I don’t just like Brother Yuxi as simple as that, I love He! I love him deeply. This love is so deep that I hurt myself completely. I am willing! Even if he rejects me, ignores me, and avoids me, I can't stop myself My heart misses him crazily! I can't forget his demeanor, his every move, even the way he frowns slightly, the way he smiles, I have to review it several times every day like a homework, I love him You won't understand this feeling!"


Hua Xiaoyi stood up, clenched her fists, her whole body was full of breath, she couldn't stop trembling slightly, and said tearfully, "I love him to the bone, and I'm dying of illness, I want to remove his shadow from my blood." strip me from the flesh, unless I take my bones out of my flesh piece by piece!"


An Xihao was stunned, and let her vent crying in the heavy rain.


And An Yuxi could only stare at her from a distance through the glass door of a shop across the street.


An Yuxi raised her hand gradually, wanting to reach out to touch her, but it seemed so distant and extravagant.What can be grasped in the hand, apart from the raindrops, there is still a desolate solitude, the heart is not so painful, but it seems to be hotter so that he can't breathe.


How was he going to heal the bleeding wound in his heart?

How can he achieve deep peace of mind?

How should he clean up when his heart shattered like glass?


The only one who can save himself is himself, this is the truth that An Yuxi has understood since he was a child.


An Yuxi hugged the violin tightly in his arms, and he looked at the lifeline on his palm.


Suddenly, I thought of "The Thorn Bird" written by foreign writer Corinne—there is a legendary thorn bird that sings only once in its life, and its singing is more beautiful than all the singing voices of all creatures in the world.From the moment it leaves the nest, it searches for the thorn tree until it finds it.


Then, thrusting its body into the longest, sharpest thorn, it sang among the savage branches.In dying profundity it rises above its own pain, a song that eclipses lark and nightingale.This is an incomparably beautiful song, the end of the song is exhausted, however, the whole world is listening quietly, and God is smiling in the sky.

(End of this chapter)