Let me forget all the things now, only in this way can I alleviate the pain in my heart, this is a joy that I have never had, what else can be understood, I don't know, I don't want to understand anything, I'm just too tired, I don't know anything, I don't want to know anything, you think there is a road ahead, when you step on it, you find that it is just the road to hell, what else can I say, I don't have anything, I know it's wrong, what can I do, there is no motivation to move forward at all, perhaps, everything is wrong, there is nothing to say, there is nothing to understand, and there is no need to understand, and don't bother with it.

What else can I think, I don't know, let alone guess, because many things have nothing to do with me from the beginning.

Xia Lang said this to himself, he didn't know what to do at all, now, what else can be done, he doesn't know, and he won't know, he has no idea about life, and he doesn't want to know, but, what else can he say now, no, never, maybe it really has nothing to do with me, everything shouldn't exist at all, what am I doing, everything makes me feel speechless, I don't want to know anything, I don't want to ask, just let this all end, I'm really tired, I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to pay attention, just act as if all this doesn't exist, I don't want to say anything, what does all this have to do with me, it's really not interesting at all.

What else can I say, what else can I think, the more I live, the more tired I become.

Xia Lang's mood is becoming less and less beautiful, there is nothing to say, there is nothing to think about, what is the world that causes all this, I don't know, and I won't know, but, what is going on with all this, I don't know, I don't understand, I don't want to understand, I just feel that the more I live in this life, the more tired I become, I don't know what to say, what to think about, perhaps, many things shouldn't exist from the beginning, but it's not interesting to find myself.

I don't want to know anything, I don't understand, I don't ask anything, what else can I say, I just feel more and more tired, there is no meaning in life, what am I doing, what else can I think, I don't know anything, I don't want to know, for the future, what else can I ask, I don't know anything, what else can I think, I have no hope, for all this, I really don't know anything, let alone understand.

I'm so tired, I don't want to say anything, I don't want to ask anything, I just feel that this kind of life is very boring, I don't want to know anything, what the future is like, I don't know anything, I don't understand anything.

Perhaps, this is life, I won't ask anything anymore, maybe, this kind of life has nothing to do with me, only maybe this will make me suffer all kinds of torture in this life, I really can't bear it, and I don't want to understand, what else can be reasoned, what can I think about all this, there is nothing to say, it is really so, and I deserve it, I really deserve it.

There's nothing to think about, I know, maybe I don't know anything, what else can I ask, what's going on, I don't know at all, I won't understand anything, maybe everything has nothing to do with me, but, what else can I say, Xia Lang's mood almost collapsed, perhaps, this kind of life is the most interesting, but, what can I do, I don't understand anything at all, I just feel more and more tired, this tiredness, so that I can't escape at all, for this life, what else can I say, no, I never know, it's really too tired, Xia Lang thought of this, and laughed to himself。

Xia Lang stood on the street, watching the people around him, he didn't want to say anything, there was nothing to say now, for the future, he didn't have anything to think about now, everything was doomed, why should he think about it, everything had nothing to do with him, Xia Lang thought of this, laughed again, he smiled and laughed, he stood in place and cried, what else can I ask, I don't know anything, I don't know anything at all, I really feel so tired, this tiredness, I can't bear it, I don't know anything, I don't want to ask anything, what else can I say, I don't want to understand, I haven't experienced。

"What the hell are you doing standing on the street?" suddenly a person came and said to Xia Lang.

Xia Lang looked at that person, that person looked at Xia Lang, you look at me, I look at you, they all look at each other without giving in, they don't know how long they want to look at it like this, they just feel that they are getting more and more tired, such a tired life, I don't want to.

There's nothing to say, what else can I ask, all of this makes me speechless, but I have to face all this, such a painful life, what reason do I have to bear it.

I'm really tired, I can't see hope, I can't see tomorrow, I just feel that this kind of life is not what I want at all, but I have to endure all this, I'm really tired, I'm very tired, completely incomprehensible tired.

It's so painful, I don't know what to do, what else can I think about, what should I think, I don't know, I don't guess, I don't want to think, is it all my fault?

Don't think about anything, anyway, I can't figure it out, for such a life, I have nothing to ask, is everything because of my fault, I don't admit it, it seems that I can't deny it, but all this, for me, what else can I think about, no, I really don't think about anything, let alone understand what all this is about, I have a mistake, where is the fault, I really don't know anything, I don't think about it, I don't understand all this.

It seems that there is nothing more to say, but, what else can I ask, no, no, so, all this for me, how to think, what else can I think, how to think, what is all this, what else to ask, wrong, everything is wrong, what is going on, what else can be said, it is really speechless, what else can I think, I don't understand.

Xia Lang really doesn't want to know anything, how to say it, he doesn't know what to say, what else can he say about life, it's really getting more and more boring, what else do you want to say, it's wrong to take measures.

He didn't know what he was wrong about, what else was there, there was nothing to think about.