Chapter 4

The cold and biting wind shuttled through the staggered and chaotic alleys, and the dim lights kept flickering, like a sick old man, making his last struggle. The cold wind kept burrowing into Lin Feng's thin clothes, and the numb body that was frozen had long been unconscious.

Luo Yu could see the pain and sadness in Lin Feng's heart, but what could he do? Perhaps only this silent companionship.

"Lin Feng",

"Well, what's the matter, it's raining",

"Now, the clothes I bought for you, you can take them and wear them!"

"No, where did you get the money when it rains," Lin Feng asked.

"Don't worry, I bought it with my own money." Alright, alright, don't ask, put it on."

"Well, thank you, Falling Rain".

The clouds in the sky were black, and the originally dark night sky seemed even more terrifying. There are countless wires intertwined on the head, separating different skies, different spaces.

Luoyu's home is very close to Lin Feng's home, walk around a corner, Luoyu's home is there, the white two-story building, in the black night sky is particularly dazzling, the downstairs light in front of the door is on, under the dim light, you can vaguely see a figure, that should be the mother of the rain!

"Lin Feng, I'm home," Luo Yu said.

"Well, I'll go when it rains."

"Well, be careful of Lin Feng on the way back." Luo Yu said softly to Lin Feng.

I don't know when I started to get used to sending the rain home, and every time I wanted time to slow down, so that we could have more memories

The person who fell into the rain just now was Lin Feng! "How many times have I told you, don't walk with Lin Feng in the future, you dead girl just don't listen, do you want to be angry with your mother! His mother doesn't want him anymore, and now there is still a lazy father left, don't let me see you walking with Lin Feng in the future, do you hear me, dead girl."

"Well, well, I know, my supreme mother," after saying that, he hurried upstairs after saying that the rain fell, and then slammed the door shut, and the sound of his mother's nagging was faintly heard outside the door.

Falling rain lay on the bed weakly without turning on the light, and then slowly closed her eyes, she was upset, and she couldn't eat anymore. The night slowly quieted down, and the alleys, which were not bustling with activity, became even more deserted. The rain gradually fell asleep, and the mother's voice became more and more indistinct

This world is like this, the darkness is like a human **, it will never go away, they are hidden in the deepest part of the heart, and give you the most fatal blow when you are most relaxed.

Sadness is like a rain, let us drench from side to side, drenched not only clothes, but also the deepest heart.

Chapter 5

The cold wind blows the delicate face of the forest breeze,

When he got home, Lin Feng raised his head and looked at this so-called "home". With its dark roofs, dilapidated courtyards, and gray walls, it looks more like a man-eating devil crawling out of hell in the dark.

Lin Feng quietly walked into the house, afraid that Lin Luoming would see it. There was no light on in the house, Lin Feng thought that Lin Luoming had not come back yet, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief. "Stop, why don't you die when you come back so fucking late! What are you holding in your hand? ”

"I didn't take anything,'" Lin Feng moved his hand back,

"Show it to me, bad luck." Lin Luoming scolded.

Lin Feng subconsciously stepped back, and "snapped" Lin Luoming slapped Lin Feng in the face. Lin Feng fell backwards against the wall, his face hurting hotly, "; Dead slut, the poor in the family can't open the pot, where the fuck did you steal the money to buy clothes; Lin Feng's father snatched his clothes as he spoke, and then slammed them Lin Feng's face, saying; "You fucking scumbag, you won't make money for Lao Tzu, so don't fucking spend Lao Tzu's money."

"Dad, I didn't steal money, you listen to me explain"

"Bad luck,." After speaking, Lin Luoming grabbed Lin Feng's hair and slammed it against the wall, two or three times Lin Feng felt that he was about to die, the blood on his head gurgled down, and most of his face was frighteningly stained with blood.

Lin Luoming threw Lin Feng to the ground like garbage. Lin Feng leaned against the wall with great difficulty, holding the torn clothes in his hands, and those tattered clothes were like a cold dagger, stabbing fiercely into Lin Feng's heart.

Lin Feng endured the pain and glared at Lin Luoming fiercely. "If you have the ability, it's better to kill me," Lin Feng said to himself in his heart.

Lin Feng struggled to get up, wiped the blood on his face, limped to the dilapidated room upstairs, and his aching body involuntarily fell on the bed, Lin Feng didn't turn on the light, just lay in the dark, his eyes gradually adapted to the night, and he could vaguely see the outlines of some objects, and like a shadow hiding in the night, he melted together with different substances, so he seemed to be standing alone at the bottom of the deep sea, surrounded by cold seawater, that rock-solid heart, It was slowly corroded into a grain of gravel

Pain; Hatred; Grief has already sprouted in Lin Feng's heart! He hated the world, hated his father, who only beat him every day, "Lin Luoming", and hated why his mother didn't take him away with him

Why

Why

Why

The wind at night is always cold,

The cold wind roared, the weathered leaves fell one by one, and the dim light sprinkled in the quiet alley. The dream in my heart is hidden in my mind like a shadow, like a broken glass slag, piercing the blood vessels.

Chapter 6

The early morning rain was waiting for the forest breeze outside the alley as usual; ''What's wrong with your face?'' Your father Lin Luoming beat you again?'' Luo Yu asked anxiously.

"It's okay, he's a psychopath, you can't ignore him." ’

''So the wound on your head is alright?'' Do you want to go to the hospital?

"No, it's okay, I'm used to it for a long time, let's go find the original tree." Lin Feng said.

In winter, the town is still bitterly cold, the breath in the mouth is fiercely frozen in the air, and the leaves that have long been weathered into specimens are swaying on the branches.

Yuan Shu's home was just around the corner in front of Luo Yu's house, so it didn't take long for Lin Feng and Luo Yu to walk to Yuan Shu's door. "Alright, alright, no more. Kill me.'"

"Dwarf oil, don't you eat more boys, don't you grow taller?"

"I really don't want to eat it, Lin Feng and Luoyu are probably still waiting for me below!"

"You child, alas! It's really heartbreaking. No, get some milk, you three drink it on the way!

"Well, let's go, Mom".

"Slow down on the road."

The sky overhead, like a frozen fragment in winter, is like a crumpled heart, stuffed back into the body.

"Forest wind, rain, I'm sorry! Kept you waiting so long".

"Cut, you're embarrassed to say, you know we've been waiting for so long, why don't you hurry up and come here", Luo Yu said a little angrily.

"Didn't my mom nag me up there just now?"

Falling rain pouted and said, "Okay, okay." Let's go'.

"By the way, yes, the milk for you."

"Hmph, you have a conscience, thank you", Luoyu said with a smile.

Lin Feng and Luo Yu put the milk in their backpacks.

"Lin Feng, why is your forehead swollen?" , Yuan Shu asked suspiciously.

"His father, Lin Luoming, you don't know."

"Alas, Lin Feng didn't say it, your father is really not a thing, how can anyone put such a heavy hand on his son." ”

Yuan Shu looked at Lin Feng and said, "Why don't you go to class today."

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "It's okay, no need, let's go to school quickly!"

In winter, the sky is always leaden gray. The cold wind howled through the alleys, and the trees that had long since dried up, leaving only a few leaves that had not yet fallen.

The so-called Chinese class, almost every day, but, ancient Chinese, ancient literature or something; The original tree, which had been impatient for a long time, was lying on the table, and a ray of sunlight spilled in through the window, just shining on the body of the falling rain, which was very beautiful. The original tree gradually became fascinated.

"Yuan Shu, what are you smirking at; The four-eyed teacher on the podium glared at Hara Shu and said. The students in the sitting class followed the teacher's gaze and looked at the original tree.

Yuan Shu doesn't like others looking at him like this, as if he is looking at a clown, not to mention that he is not a clown.

''It's nothing,'' said Harashu.

"Hmph, next time I'm laughing, you can stand up for me."

"Cut, stand your uncle, you four-eyed wolf," Yuan Shu scolded fiercely in his heart.

I don't know if you feel that when you go to class, the time is always long, and the end of class is always short."

"Dangdangdang", the old clock that has long been worn out, made a monotonous voice that I don't know how many times I have heard it, "It's finally time for school", Yuan Shu stood up and stretched his waist.

The quiet campus gradually became lively, and students dressed in different colors poured out from downstairs, red, yellow, blue, and black

Such a multicolored river envelops us with different sorrows. Like those memories that have been sealed for many years, we are forced to pour into this river, constantly rushing into the distance, until we forget each other