Heavy rain washed over the ground like a flood, and streams converged on the sewers on the undulating roads.

Dong Yuan was soaked all over his body and didn't know where he had run.

You don't need to know the destination, just run all the time, it's better if a car hits you, and it's a hundred.

And yet nothing happened.

The rain flowed down Dong Yuan's cheeks and fell to the ground quickly, like a super small waterfall, and the water would break from time to time.

I'm so tired, I want to sleep.

Finally, the exhausted Dong Yuan stopped, looked up at the sky, and let the water droplets hit his face.

There is no motivation, no goal, life is like a puppet, and it can only move if it follows the thread drawn by others.

What am I going to do.

Trample.

Dong Yuan closed his eyes, wanting to empty his mind.

Tread, tread.

Consciousness began to appear in a trance, his hands lost their strength, and while Dong Yuan was not paying attention, he was unable to hang down, and the final sound on his hands was scattered under his feet.

Drip, drip, drip, step.

Dong Yuan woke up suddenly, as if in repentance, knelt heavily on the ground, and picked up the parts one by one.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Dong Yuan cried out in grief in his heart.

Tears occupied Dong Yuan's eyes.

Tread, step, step.

Suddenly, Dong Yuan found that the heavy rain seemed to avoid him, and he couldn't feel the feeling of the rain hitting his body on his back.

Dong Yuan raised his head with difficulty.

An ice-blue umbrella.

"Is it raining too much? I walked up to you and you didn't even notice. ”

The familiar voice is so intimate.

Dong Yuan trembled and looked at the person who was covering his umbrella.

Lin Yunjue.

"Look at your bad night, even the finale is broken." Lin Yunjue squatted down, touched his head gently, and smiled.

Dong Yuan couldn't hold back the outburst of emotion anymore, threw down the parts in his hand, and hugged Lin Yunjue.

"Brother Jue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so willful when I didn't listen to you." Dong Yuan cried and hugged Lin Yunjue tightly.

Lin Yunjue held an umbrella in his right hand and gently stroked Dong Yuan's back with his left hand.

"I shouldn't have gone to the arch tonight, I should have gone to Brother Jue's house. Because of me, the finale is broken, completely broken! ”

Dong Yuan seemed to have found a support to cry, and kept crying loudly, constantly telling his crimes.

Lin Yunjue's movements in his hands never stopped, as if to comfort his child, listening to Dong Yuan's confession without saying a word.

The rain drowned out all sounds.

After a long time, Dong Yuan's emotions finally calmed down, hugging Lin Yunjue's arm tightly, and his body continued to twitch after crying.

"Let's sit down first." Lin Yunjue pointed to the seat not far away.

Dong Yuan did not react. Lin Yunjue didn't care whether he agreed or not, took his hand and led him to the public seat.

didn't care about the rain on the chair at all, Lin Yunjue went up directly and invited Dong Yuan:

"Sit down, you're wet anyway."

Dong Yuan's eyes showed a little of the previous look, and he sat down close to Lin Yunjue's left.

Lin Yunjue smiled slightly, continued to hold the umbrella, and ravaged Dong Yuan's hair with his left hand. The hair, which was originally stuck together by water, was messed up by Lin Yunjue.

"Would you like to tell you a Cloud Story?" Lin Yunjue asked suddenly.

Dong Yuanyun looked at Lin Yunjue in a fog, not understanding what he was talking about.

Looking at those eyes without highlights, Lin Yunjue said softly: "This is a collection of stories carefully compiled by me and others, and only three people in the world know the whole content." ”

Dong Yuan still looked at him suspiciously.

Lin Yunjue finally patted Dong Yuan's back gently, looked ahead, and the memory of the past appeared in his eyes, telling the story.

"When Xiaoqing came to this world, he found that he was different from his own kind—his skin color was cyan."

"There are two things in the world for people who are different; One is to be respected and offered as a cherished animal by others; The other is to attract rejection, no matter where you are, you will be looked at differently, and even be oppressed as a different species. ”

"Xiaoqing is the last one. In the world in which it lives, there is a very strict class division, each class is about the same number, and the lowest class has always been treated inhumanely, always oppressed by a higher level or even higher, forever dark, and miserable for a lifetime. ”

"The ones on the upper floors, each one of them is very beautiful and shiny. Squeezing the bottom without shame, there will be no condemnation. ”

"Because in this world, only by stepping on other people's bodies can you stand on the top of the world."

"Xiaoqing is in the middle and upper class, but its status is not even as good as the bottom, it is oppressed from all sides every day, the upper layer deliberately oppresses it, the lower layer deliberately pushes it, and the same layer uses all kinds of methods to bully it, forcing it to a corner where it is almost impossible to survive."

Xiaoqing left bitter tears. Shouting to the heavens. ”

"Why, do you want me to be different? Should different people be discriminated against? Is it true that if you live differently from others, you will be hit by others? Heavens, can't you give me a land to live? ”

"The heavens seem to have heard Xiaoqing's words, the well of heaven was opened, and in the void, the Eye of Creation looked down on this world, and all classes were trembling, and the higher the level, the more trembling it was."

"There is a rule in this world, the Eye of Creation has the absolute power to take everything here, and every class cannot escape this fate, and the higher the level, the greater the possibility of being taken away."

"All classes know that the end of being taken away is death, and they dare not say anything. As long as Xiaoqing is shouting: Here! Over here! Take me away! ”

"The Eye of Creation seemed to hear Xiaoqing's cry, and focused its gaze on Xiaoqing, revealing a puzzled look."

"At this time, the Hand of Creation appeared, and every time he passed through a layer, he would break out in a cold sweat for fear of being taken away."

"The hand of creation stopped on Xiaoqing, and with absolute power, Xiaoqing was lifted and brought out of this world."

Xiaoqing cheered: Hahaha, I'm finally leaving! It's better to stay here than to die! Goodbye, my kind. ”

"All the classes looked up to Xiaoqing and didn't understand why Xiaoqing was so interested in death, and even laughed at it for being crazy."

"Just when Xiaoqing thought she was about to die, the Hand of Creation put it in another world—the class with blue skin."

When Xiaoqing saw that all of them were really her own people, she was moved to tears. Finally, there will be no more ridicule and no more ostracism. ”

"I'm home! Xiaoqing shouted excitedly. ”

"The new Xiaoqing is at the top, stepping on the bottom every day, but it is very careful, for fear of stepping on them, and this move has won Xiaoqing a lot of goodwill in this world, and has made a lot of friends, and lives happily every day."

"One day, the well of heaven was opened again, and the Eye of Creation chose Xiaoqing at a glance, and the Hand of Creation quickly lifted it."

"Nope! I still want to continue to live in this world, I don't want to die yet, put me down! Xiaoqing screamed in pain, leaving a lot of cold sweat. ”

"The Hand of Creation completely ignored Xiaoqing's pleas for mercy and mercilessly took it out of this world."

"No one can escape the fate of being controlled."

Then the Hand of Creation closed the lid of the ice bucket and squeezed the little green into lime juice.

The story ends.