"I just want to do what I love to do, is it that hard? Why are you forcing me to make contact with those people, why are you forcing me to act on the spot? Isn't that fun? ”

Nanfeng shouted with red eyes and tugging at the collar of his former teacher.

"It's so difficult, it's hard for people to live, we are engaged in scientific research, no matter how much we love it, we are human beings, we have to live, you are rich but your father is also a dentist clinic, we don't want to talk to those rich people what to do with scientific research? I don't force you, sooner or later you will force you yourself. ”

The professor didn't think so, he just felt that the young man in front of him should still be young.

"Crooked!"

"Do you know why you were only 21 years old and you were able to win so many awards and become famous, do you really think it's because of your genius? If you don't have the money to do this, do you think you can do it? It's just that everyone else is in the background, a genius like you is always fluttering and high, and when you fall, it hurts even more and breaks your bones. ”

"You ......"

The voice gradually lost his strength, he lowered his head and laughed wildly, he was laughing at where he had suffered such a grievance in his life, he was laughing at the fact that this world is really cold.

People always like to watch geniuses degenerate into shameless mortal beings, and most of all, to watch the unreachable and perfect gods in the sky fall into the mud pond and shatter their bones.

No one will sympathize, people will only boast that they deserve it.

Fallen souls become unable to extricate themselves and can only be buried in the dirt.

"You'd better do it, if I'm not your professor or your teacher, how can I pick you up as soon as I get the news? You didn't happen anything this time, this is already a blessing in misfortune, what do you want? ”

The professor took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them with a tissue, and after putting them on, he looked at the pride of the sky in front of him, wasn't he just a poor man in the mud now? I can't help but feel a little guilty, maybe all this is caused by him, but he didn't expect that this gold lord was actually a perverted master.

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you-"

He roared, his pale face without a trace of blood, the coldness of his eyes mixed with resentment and rage, and when he picked up the sharp blade and pointed it at his former teacher, his heart was broken.

"I'll go, don't do anything stupid, I know it's my fault for you, blame me......" The professor's voice trembled, and he finally admitted his mistake, he still didn't want to bear the name of a wicked person, and he didn't want to be said by others that the genius of the past died because of him.

When there is no one around......

"Hehe......" Nanfeng stood in front of the mirror and looked at his face, his face that he had seen for so many years, at this time, it was lifeless and lifeless, it was the first time that he hated his face so much.

The beauty of the rose is not the reason why it was picked, maybe the rose did not have thorns at first, or maybe it was because it was used more by people with intentions, and the rose began to have thorns.

A more beautiful face often brings disaster, but there is nothing wrong with beauty itself.

The dim light hit him, but the south wind in the mirror only increased the decadent beauty, and the sickly and decadent rose was still beautiful.

He smiled at the mirror, and slapped his bow left and right, and Junxiu's face had more than a dozen slap prints, until the face was swollen and unshaped, and he refused to stop and let himself go.

"Midsummer...... Midsummer...... "Nanfeng seemed to think of a life-saving straw, he didn't have time to put on his shoes and rushed out barefoot, he was chasing the only light that could redeem himself, he believed that Midsummer would believe in himself, he believed that Midsummer would understand him.

Through the bustling crowd, the voices of people who talk and laugh are so harsh, he always feels that he is the laughing stock in people's mouths.

He didn't know how long he walked and came home out of breath, but when he opened the door and found it empty, despair welled up in his heart, and the panic in his eyes slowly cooled down.

He sat down calmly and indifferently, muttering to himself, "She's still gone, she still doesn't believe me, even she doesn't believe me......"

The last straw became the last dagger that overwhelmed him, and he only felt that an invisible dagger stabbed into his heart fiercely, and he tried to pull it out but pulled it out.

There was still a cold meal on the table, he opened the mosquitoes around the meal with his hand, picked up the grease and solidified food and put it into his mouth, and his mouth was filled with a nausea but he swallowed it.

He covered his aching heart, and with a smile on his lips, he ate the whole plate of food with relish, but turned his head and threw it all out while holding on to the toilet.

"Sure enough, I'm still the only one left.,It seems that I've always been able to say that I'm alone.,I'm really annoying it.,Hehe-hee.,Sure enough, you'll leave too."

He said like a self-deprecating voice, he covered his face with a wry smile on his mouth, and he was still laughing until his face froze and he couldn't laugh anymore, and finally couldn't help crying.

The door was finally opened.

"I heard that you escaped, you are not well yet, and you still have to go to the hospital obediently, I'm sorry." The professor walked in and looked at Nanfeng who was laughing wildly, he patted Nanfeng on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Why are you here? Do you want to see my jokes that much? Isn't it funny that I look like this, and isn't it very funny? Nanfeng put away his smile and looked at the man with his eyes like an eagle.

"I didn't mean that, don't think about it, I actually just care about you, I've already told you I'm sorry, I ......" The professor wanted to say something to save Nanfeng, but the words in his mouth began to become intermittent, and he really didn't know how to phrase it.

"That's what you mean, I don't need your apology, my life is ruined, are you satisfied?"

Nanfeng felt that what the professor said in front of him was all hypocritical words, he was really disgusted and disgusted, where were these words to redeem? He now thinks of the bad things when he sees the professor, he doesn't want to see the professor at all now, he wants to find a hole to bury his body and soul now.

"Your life hasn't been ruined, isn't that person unsuccessful? You don't want to be in the glass heart, okay? As long as you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows about it? You are not yet the pride of the sky in front of people. The professor waved his hand, in his eyes, it was not a big deal, maybe it was that the south wind was too young and too fragile, how could there be such a big blow.

"My glass heart? I've never been wronged like this in my life, and you're telling me it's reality, aren't you? You told me that as long as I didn't say it, it would be like it didn't happen, but this thing just happened, is it really that great to be rich? Can you cover the sky with one hand if you have money? I'm a person, not an object, not a commodity—"

Nanfeng pointed at the professor's nose and roared, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth to tell the resentment and injustice in his heart.

"It's my fault, everything is my fault, but you are not in good health or go back to the hospital, your father and I are also world friends, this matter is indeed I can't help you, I also wanted to help you at the beginning, calm down." The professor raised his hand and gently stroked Nanfeng's hair, patiently soothing.

White beds, white walls, pale people.

He stared at the withered bunch of sunflowers on the bedside table, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"It's the only one who will stare at a withered flower for so long, Xiao Nanfeng hasn't seen you for a long time......" The woman waved her hands in greeting, and naturally sat next to her.

Nanfeng raised his head and looked at it coldly, still speechless, just habitually resisting, frowning.

"We've seen it, but you've probably forgotten it, my name is Nan Shengxia." The woman reached close and wanted to touch the beautiful face, but Nanfeng tilted her head in disgust.

"Looks like you still hate me? So do you hate me because you love me? Nan Shengxia was not displeased, after all, Nanfeng's resistance was expected, but she wanted to get closer to the man in front of her more and more, and she got up and got closer and closer.

"Get out of here—" Nanfeng saw that the woman was about to pounce, and pushed the woman away, the woman's head hit the wallside table and bled out, his eyes changed slightly, but the woman got up as if something had happened.

"I just like you like this, but you can't destroy me if you hate me? I've brought you something nice to look at, see if you like it? I'm guessing you're going to love it, right? Nan Shengxia took out a mobile phone from his bag despite the blood still flowing on his head, and clicked on a news: "Harvard Nova Bed Shines on the Door, and Fights with Celebrities for Three Days and Three Nights!" ”

Nanfeng snatched Nan Shengxia's mobile phone and broke it in half, he clenched his fists and nails embedded in his flesh, only the pain could make him sober.

"You're the fabled angry man? What do you think those alumni of yours think of you? Since I can't get you, then I'll destroy you, Xiao Nanfeng, how about you look at my picture? I think it's very realistic, I really want to dissect Nanfeng's body, I wonder if your body structure will look better? I guess it will. ”

The smile on Nan Shengxia's face deepened, she began to laugh wildly again, she pulled out a fruit knife, she was announcing that she was a winner, and she was also announcing that the so-called genius in the past was now just a canary.

Nan Shengxia's high heels ticked and walked towards Nanfeng, who pushed open the door in horror and fled.

"You're a madman—"

"Hahaha, I'm just a madman, Xiao Nanfeng, don't be caught up by me, if I catch up, maybe Xiao Nanfeng will really become my canary this time."

Nan Shengxia sped up, and it seemed that he was about to catch up with the south wind, but the south wind was still trying to run.

When Nanfeng wanted to take the elevator, but found that the elevator could not come up for a long time, he turned around and went to the stairs, and gradually lost his strength under his feet as he walked, and his feet slipped and rolled down the stairs, and blood flowed down his eyes, and he flowed a lot.

Everything in front of me gradually turned to darkness.

The doctor said the report after the examination.

"I'm blind, it's boring, the little Nanfeng I like is a guy who is too perfect to be human, and now this waste is not worth it, it seems that this game can only end early." Nan Shengxia scoffed after hearing this, naturally it is impossible to feel guilty, what she likes is just a toy that can't be obtained, and now that she's blind, it's meaningless, because it's perfect, so she wants to destroy it, and now that person is blind, it's almost a waste.

"Stop, you hurt the south wind like this, you just want to walk away like this? I won't let you get away with it-" The professor who came in a hurry saw that the culprit was leaving, he grabbed Nan Shengxia's clothes and shouted, now that Nanfeng is really hurt, how can he, who is a human teacher, let go of the demon in front of him.