Everyone lives in a different world, sad, painful, happy, sad, and even dark, and when all people flow away from different directions, they merge into a huge river, and this river is called youth.

"Mom, I'm back". Haraki said.

"Oh, Harashu is going to eat, and your dad is back today."

Haraki's mother's voice and the sound of pots and pans colliding with each other came from the kitchen.

'Well, got it'.

Yuan Shu walked into the living room, his father happened to be sitting on the sofa watching the news, Yuan Shu's father saw his son coming over, so he turned off the sound of the TV a few squares and asked; "Son, how are you doing?"

"Hmm"

"If you lack something, don't tell your dad,"

“………”

For Yuan Shu, his father is a person who is very good at taking care of the family, but Yuan Shu feels that his father earns money outside every day, and there is a lot less love from father and son.

"Alright, alright, the meal is ready, you father and son should eat quickly!"

"Hmm," Hara said.

The family sat calmly at the table, and the father and mother kept feeding the original tree. Once Yuan Shu He had ever felt that the family sat together like this.

The dark night seems to be absent, which is annoying.

Hara Shu always eats in silence, occasionally answering a sound. Yuan Shu's father earned a lot of money outside, and Yuan Shu would rather not have this extra money, hoping to want to eat together as a family.

From time to time, there is breaking news on the TV, a major death incident has occurred in such and such an area, and the relevant departments are doing. The cold language of the presenter contrasts sharply with it.

After eating, Hara Shu returned to his room; Inside, the cold wind was still howling outside the window, and the original tree got up to close the window, and then lay on the bed and quietly reminisced.

Time seems to be infinitely stretched by some kind of force, so long that the rain is getting farther and farther away from him, and in the end there is only one point left, but he is still in the same place, watching the rain that is gradually moving away, and he is really powerless.