School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 131 The Hidden Truth 10
Since he was five years old, he only sleeps for four hours a day. He spends all his waking hours researching pharmacology and solutions. No matter how day and night are reversed, eating and drinking, resting and sleeping, as long as there is a little bit of hope for healing Don't let go easily!


Because, to make your dreams come true, you have to be awake all the time.


Therefore, he is always so tall and thin. The thinner he is, the clearer his eyes are, and the glazed brilliance is like the brightest shooting star, emitting a short-lived light!Dazzling brilliance, a moment of youthful beauty, but a moment of short-lived epiphyllum!

However, it's not about to fall now, no, no!


What's more, there is still another her now, but the one I love so deeply is in danger!

Between life and death, he suddenly fell ill at this very moment!Unforeseen onset!

It's all so ridiculous, it happened so unbelievably and unforgivably!

He couldn't stop laughing and roaring, this heartbreaking cry was like the final plea of ​​a wounded and torn beast!

Between heaven and earth, there is a vast expanse, only his wailing is howling...


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The tears in my eyes, after seeing the picture presented in this diary, finally poured out thousands of miles away, rolling down, endless sadness, like withered flowers, with a "pop", shattered sad!

However, I couldn't help him in front of me, so I could only look at this handsome young man in front of me and cry out in despair.


Therefore, I can only continue to read the pictures in this diary.


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His hands were already ashamed, his legs were even weaker to support him, and he had no strength at all. His expression was ashen and ashen, hanging down like a mummy.


But the eyes are still piercing like torches, no way!How can I just give up!cannot!No!do not want to!

With a low growl, he bent down on the ground, knelt down on the bone-chilling snow, and put his head on the fainted girl. His knees were the wheels, and his head was the steering wheel!Move forward, push up bit by bit, move inch by inch, move forward tiny and thin!


The ice has soaked the whole body, the head is covered in the frost and snow, purple and black, with red bruises drawn, like the carvings of blood jade, very clear!

But no matter, keep trying to push forward, push forward, push!


Numb, forget the time and pain; the knee has long been worn out, revealing the purple frostbite inside, the bloodstains were rubbed by the protruding stones, flowing on the snow, like a red satin melting in the stream, in the endless As far away as possible, far away, far away...


The most beautiful red is the joy of blood flow!Giving silently is thrilling!
In a lonely corner, on the barren snow, move forward silently and strongly, even if it is only a centimeter, an inch, a foot, don't say "no"!


However, the heavy snow continued to fall mercilessly and unintentionally, the cold wind was fierce, and the hailstorm was still rampant.


In this freezing winter, how did this boy push the unconscious girl inch by inch on his head and knees in the early hours of the morning, through the back garden of the college toward the thinly-numbered girl in the blizzard? The flow of people asking for help?

I don't know, is it because I can't imagine?Because of this unforgettable tearing pain, I dare not let tears to review it again.


I'm afraid I won't be able to breathe anymore!I can't describe the situation and feelings at that time!


Because it hurts so much, I tremble and forget how to cry!

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(End of this chapter)