School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 130 The Hidden Truth 9
When I read this page from the diary, my eyes were confused, like the rain was clearing up, the smoke was just coming, and the raindrops kept falling!

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The picture recorded in the diary is vividly presented in front of my eyes again——


The handsome and thin boy dragged the girl who had been soaked by frost and snow and her body was frozen.


The young girl has flowing hair like sandalwood clouds, she is fluttering her long and trembling eyelashes, her beautiful apple face is pale with death, and the extremely frightening paleness is reflected in the pure glass pupils of the young man, bright and clear. Waves...


However, God seemed to close his eyes that day. The snowstorm was getting bigger and bigger, the sky was vast, and the fields were empty. During the winter vacation, the whole school went home, and the shouts echoed lonely in the air.


The hailstones were like projectiles, one after another like going to the market, washing and sweeping away, hitting the body like a knife!


The whiteness is vigorous, the wind and snow are rushing, and the dead silence is empty. At that moment, the footsteps of the god of death are so close to the edge of the heart, and they can be broken into pieces with just a light touch. In such a terrifying environment, every step the two of them take Such hardships!


However, it was in such a bad and helpless situation.


The young man suddenly felt unwell, dizzy for a while, fell to his knees, and the girl in his arms fell to the ground with a slam.


Then, with terrified eyes open, he shook his head desperately, desperately.


However, it doesn't help, all kinds of reasons and all kinds of endings are doomed to a result.


His hands dropped slowly and slowly, helplessly, desolately, and then his whole body became paralyzed.


Like a bullet quickly piercing his forehead, the swan song burst out like lightning!Announce the death penalty in advance-hereditary muscular dystrophy!


Yes, he knew that he could not escape the cursed fate of his family in the end.


Even if he is a genius.


The treasure handed down from generation to generation - the ancient violin with exquisite patterns carved all over its body, foretells this kind of entangled fate that can not only make people suffocate!


So, from the age of five, he began to read medical books, medical research on "muscular dystrophy".He is not God's favorite, because God gave him too little, and he gave too much, too much, so much that he didn't want to remember—recalling this kind of devastation that would only regret his life!


Therefore, his smile will make people feel like needle pricks.


His smile is just trying to warm himself and others, and give himself a reason to continue to smile and live!


His smile, the loneliness and sadness of bustling embers—that smile like snowflakes in full bloom, and the heartbreak melting behind it is invisible to anyone—just like, the most beautiful rainbow always comes after the storm!

He who gets a smile will be richer for it, but he who gives it will not be poor.


Although a person's life cannot be extended, it can be made more valuable by avoiding waste.


So, even knowing the result may be an unknown in the foreseeable future!But never give in, never, never!




(End of this chapter)