special students in aristocratic schools

Chapter 177 Overwhelmed
"Look at you now! How can you be worthy of those girls who are waiting for your reply!" Dong Qian said in a low voice, and threw Lin Feng onto the table.

"Just work like this! Work hard! Work until you die! Don't worry! When you die suddenly! I will find someone to collect your body."

Dong Qian flicked her pen, walked out of the office angrily, and the door closed with a "bang"...

Lin Feng lying on the table was silent for a long time, and then, after a period of silence, Lin Feng picked up the pen on the table again, propped it up forcibly, and looked at the documents on the table with red eyes.

At this moment, Lin Feng's head is very heavy, as if being pressed by mountains, his mind has become a mess, every brain cell seems to be glued together, and an unprecedented phenomenon appeared. confusion.

Lin Feng's vision has gradually blurred, flipping through a document, looking at the words in the document, he has gradually appeared a double phantom, but he still did not stop working.

Dong Qian was right.

Lin Feng also knew that what Dong Qian said was right, he was indeed running away, running away from Lianyi and Liuli, running away from his own heart, running away from everything like a coward.

Facing Leng Yu, he clearly understood that he only regarded her as a friend, so facing Leng Yu's confession, Lin Feng could firmly give his own answer.

Although Leng Yu is a very good girl, but if he agreed to her just because of this, he would be worse than a beast, so Lin Feng chose to refuse.

But... facing Lianyi, facing Liuli... my heart is really messed up.

Why is there no way to give an answer?Because he is afraid, he is afraid that his answer will hurt Lianyi and Liuli, he is afraid that he does not really like one of them, he is afraid that he will hurt them.

But, in the end, who do you like?Is it Qinxue?Is it Leng Qing?Or Liuli?

Even in front of them, can I say the word "like" again?And what does "like" mean?

I like food, I like friends, I like games. All of these are likes, but what kind of likes do I like about them?
What exactly is true love?
Lin Feng didn't know...nor did he understand...

And 24 hours later, apart from drinking a little water, Lin Feng has not eaten or slept for the past three days, and his body is almost at the limit.

It's not that Lin Feng doesn't want to eat, nor does it mean that Lin Feng doesn't want to sleep, but because as soon as Lin Feng eats, he will fall into a state of idleness, and the things he avoids will surface again, as long as he sleeps for a while, their appearance will emerge in my head.

Whether it is from the body or the soul, all of this is the ultimate torture for Lin Feng.

"despair"

It wasn't careless, but Lin Feng was too tired, his fingers froze suddenly, and the pen in his hand suddenly lost control.

Without holding it tightly, the pen slipped from Lin Feng's hand.

Bending down dully, when Lin Feng was about to pick it up, he suddenly shook his head and felt extremely heavy, that mountain completely crushed Lin Feng.

Three days of exhaustion completely crushed Lin Feng. Lin Feng's body was like a spring being tightly pressed, but this spring had already been broken.

Hearing a "pa", Lin Feng's eyes went dark, the pulley seat rolled to the side, Lin Feng fell from the chair to the ground, and gradually lost his will.

This is where?Why is it so dark in here?
In the dream, in the endless darkness, Lin Feng curled up and hugged himself tightly, for fear that he would be eroded by this darkness.

There's nothing here, really really nothing but darkness.

"Are you still sleeping? Are you sleeping comfortably?"

A mocking voice came from the darkness, full of contempt and ridicule towards Lin Feng.

But that voice is so familiar, if you listen carefully, it is your own voice.

Curled up, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and in the darkness, a white figure appeared in front of Lin Feng.

With a handsome appearance, a slender figure, and a scholarly appearance, another Lin Feng appeared in front of him like looking in a mirror.

It's just that he keeps laughing, laughing to himself all the time, he smiles so happily, but it's so emptiness to others.

"Is it painful? Very painful, right? It's so painful, so why did you meddle so much in the first place?" The white figure said slowly. To the other self, he looked so relaxed.

"What do you mean?" Looking at the white figure, Lin Feng's heart was very calm.

"I mean yes."

"If you hadn't taken Leng Qing to skip school, she wouldn't have anything to do with you."

"If you had rejected Donggong Liuli forcefully back then, she would not have looked for you."

"If you hadn't listened to Gong Lianyi's singing, she wouldn't have fallen in love with you."

"If you didn't join the student union back then, wouldn't everything be fine for you?"

If four times in a row, the white man said mockingly, his tone was so indifferent.

He gave people a real feeling: If there were no four things in the past, would I have a better life?Will I not have so many troubles, will I not have to escape?

Will life become simpler?
What he said entered Lin Feng's heart word by word. With his head lowered, Lin Feng couldn't help saying to himself:

"Yeah, if I didn't mind my own business, wouldn't I be in such pain?"

"Hahaha yes." He actually laughed out loud, "So, you are just doing it to yourself. Hahaha."

Lin Feng's thoughts gradually sank, and the white figure slowly disappeared into the endless darkness, only the ironic laughter was still echoing for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Lin Feng felt that he really slept for a long time.

On his forehead, Lin Feng felt a pair of soft slender hands arranging his hair.

When the endless darkness gradually faded, and the bright lights gradually came into view, Lin Feng felt an incomparably soft feeling at the back of his head. Something was tickling his cheeks. Although it was a little itchy, the faint fragrance made Lin Feng feel Very reassuring.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lin Feng realized that he was lying on the white and soft thighs of a girl. The tip of the girl's hair was dripping on his cheeks, and a pair of slender hands were stroking his forehead. Leaning on the sofa, the girl had already I fell asleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)