There is no such thing as happiness for everyone in this world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If we want everyone to be happy, we have to change the world.

It's not you, it's not me, it's the rules of the existence of this society itself.

If you say......

I don't need everybody to be happy, I just need to be happy myself.

Or through one's own sacrifice, to make oneself hold dear......

Maybe......

I should have thought the same thing, so quietly......

Such a common ......

Everything rested in peace......

So, in the midst of that danger, why don't you just wait at home and starve to death?

Why do you want to run out and cause chaos in society?

You don't deserve ......

Unworthy......

Whether it's a big sacrifice or a small sacrifice......

People just keep spinning in their own perceptions, and people never start with something completely different from themselves, and they start to get hot-headed.

Because of civilization, let's gather......

Because of civilization, let us understand each other.

Because of civilization, let's start to grow on the earth.

Why......

Why can't we do that now......

Why?

Du Feng's heart kept interrogating himself, and he stretched out his palm.

In the midst of the storm, raindrops were scattered on the world, and the rolling clouds began to churn, as if to herald the darkness of humanity.

Why do I seem so small in this world?

Walking alone in such a world, no one lends me a helping hand.

Because if you are determined to be a savior, should you give up all hope that remains in your heart?

The cold wind was blowing in the streets......

It was so cold for cars to drive through the streets......

So......

What is my meaning in this world?

My toes felt the water, and I felt the dampness.

The rain kept baptizing his body, his hair was scattered on his head, and his hood hung down tightly, leaving only his water-stained face staring blankly at the sky.

The whiteness of the sky makes the world only see a short trace of the sky from the narrow building.

My smile kept shaking from my Adam's apple......

"Haha......"

However, the tears in my eyes, I don't know why, want to take advantage of such a drifting heavy rain to flow down with the dry skin.

Want to cry......

Why......

Why?

Constantly trembling and making my body miserable, just walking in such a world in a daze.

Does such a ridiculous person have the right to cry?

I wanted to try my best to suppress such feelings, but I was choked up by such feelings.

The power of not being able to breathe between the snorts put my heart and lungs in an endless struggle.

I just kept walking step by step with my heart......

Until I don't know when, I was hit by a gray cement pillar, and then fell into the endless muddy water.

The person in the reflection seems to be the same as before......

It never seems to be confused, and no matter what happens, it seems like he knows everything......

Nothing will be feared......

You can carry anything......

The rain dripped down in the black muddy water, and even then, the figure still didn't seem to disperse.

The staggered power lines make the world so complicated, and why the flow of people is so rushed.

It's for ......

To see his family, or for the sake of ......

That's great......

It seems that anyone will have a goal for which they are working hard......

I......

The heaviness in my heart seemed to make me feel up and down, and the bell that seemed to be an illusion seemed to show all the ways I had dealt with the world.

All the news seems to be hiding the truth......

The rain that fell on the ground and changed shape bloomed the moment it hit the ground with a splash that it had never thought of.

In that short moment, even the rough road was washed away.

But in the midst of such rain......

What is my goal?

Do I use my existence to destroy something?

Perhaps, everything in this world is happy, except for me......

So......

As long as you disappear by yourself......

Wouldn't it be better?

As long as you die......

Everything will be fine......

Never dream of your mother's roar again, never again think that the battlefield is your only place of spiritual rest.

Never again feel like you'd better go back in time because you've shot someone......

I found that I had no place to go back at all......

I can't face my family, and I can't face everyone close to me......

In fact, there is no so-called fairness in this world since birth, talented people, people without talent, people who can run, and people with disabilities.

Some people are born princes and nobles, and some people are born so poor that they don't even have a hair.

Fate seems so unfair.

"Boom"

The heavy rain was pouring down, hitting the concrete floor on the roof of the building, Du Feng just looked up at the sky, but he didn't know what to say.

The black figure standing on the attic may not be as strong as imagined, but the figure seems to be so lonely.

The black hair had already been beaten wet, but this figure didn't seem to care about these things anymore.

He spread his arms as if he wanted to embrace such a world, and the black uniform had already been damp and drooped in its folds.

But it was all in vain, and from the sound that echoed in his ears every time, he really didn't know how to survive in this world.

He just stared at the concrete city in the distance, and the cars seemed to flow in the rain, but it seemed to him that everyone was alone.

From that dark sky, desolation spreads, spreads over this lonely figure.

"What have you brought me all day long, besides giving me bad money?" The sound of rage still seems to echo in my ears from time to time.

That fierce gaze is fixed on himself, as if he can't escape, but it seems that there is no need to escape for himself.

Du Feng looked at his arm lightly, the bright red blood mark leaked in the air, and the heavy rain hit it exuded a sharp pain.

"Have you ever brought me the slightest comfort?"

The image of that woman seemed to be the same in his eyes forever, with the kind of pity that he looked like a guy who didn't fight.

Enough, enough, really enough.

Du Feng gently opened his arms, and his blue uniform seemed to be hunting in such a gale.

"You're a ...... of waste"

Just before leaving, that sentence seems to be echoing in my ears all the time.

That's it.

……

I regretted it when the wind slid up my body, but I never felt anything wrong with what I was doing.

Because I feel like I don't need to exist anymore.

I'm just a waste anyway, and the world won't need me anyway.

I don't say the result.

But this may be the case, mediocrity and mediocrity all their lives.

And then he dies of old age.

At that time, I seemed to have felt the impact of that desperate world on me......

Yet my impact on that endless calm was stopped by a force......

I didn't think it was just because of a text message......

Then......

It seems that he doesn't even believe in himself, why is he still alive......

And when I look back and see that person......