Yu Kexin looked at Ji Hao's distant figure with palpitations, and said indignantly: "Phew, you are sick!" ”

looked at the finger prints on his arm and couldn't help but sigh leisurely: "What do you want to do, you see the retribution, Yu Kexin, Yu Kexin, do you have to eat a trench and grow wise." ”

"Ugh." Yu Kexin sighed as she walked towards the dormitory building.

Unexpectedly, after Yu Kexin left, Ji Hao, who had already left, reappeared in the corner, staring at Yu Kexin's departing back, as if he wanted to imprint this figure deeply in his eyes.

Ji Hao left school in the afternoon and returned to the house that the Ji family bought for him, and he didn't even bring back his luggage.

Back in the house, Ji Hao looked at the only photo he had taken with his parents, and finally couldn't help but collapse...... Helplessly sitting on the ground against the edge of the bed, his hands on his knees and his head buried deep in it.

'Dad! Mother! I miss you so much...... Why, why did you save me, why did you leave me alone in the world, I'm so cold, you take me away, don't I leave me alone! ’

Ji Hao's consciousness slowly sank, and he continued to sink and gradually recalled the invisible and unheard picture at that time.

Red, shocking red, Ji Hao's eyes were a blood-red "Dad!" Mother! ”

Ji Hao looked at the parents lying on the ground in front of him in a daze, his eyes were empty, and he wanted to help them up, but he only touched a piece of nothingness, and tears swirled in his eyes but refused to fall...... The scene kept repeating, and Ji Hao rushed over and over again, but each time the result was the same, turning into nothingness.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell." The sound of the alarm woke up Ji Hao, who was immersed in a nightmare.

Ji Hao raised his head blankly, a line of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and muttered, "It turns out to be a dream again......"

The dream is like silk, the slightest is in the button, Ji Hao has been locked in this dream for twelve years, and he has been locked there since he was seven years old, unwilling to break free, unwilling to leave, not so much that the dream locked Ji Hao, but that Ji Hao locked his own heart.

From the moment his parents died to save him, Ji Hao's heart was shackled by his own layers of shackles, unwilling to untie it, and Ji Hao's heart at that moment was like ashes.

But just because his life belongs to his parents, in his heart he lives for his parents and is not qualified to give up his life, so even if he is like a walking corpse in order to achieve his goal, without emotion and soul, he doesn't care.

relies on the obsession with his parents in his heart.

Ji Hao looked at the time and muttered, "It's time for class......

At this time, Ji Hao noticed that his voice was extremely hoarse, stood up, and shook unsteadily, Ji Hao walked into the bathroom and looked at the mirror, and saw that the person in the mirror was embarrassed, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his red eyes knew at a glance that he hadn't slept well all night.

Ji Hao hurried to wash up, didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and trotted all the way to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Ji Hao attracted everyone's attention, with slightly messy long hair, breathing aggravated by trotting, and an unhealthy paleness, a 'sick beauty' who was alive and well!

Yu Kexin saw Ji Hao running in the last row of the classroom and couldn't help but compare it with the person who threatened him yesterday, and twitched the corners of his mouth, so that he didn't look like a person at all, yesterday's Ji Hao was fierce and full of anger, and today's Ji Hao is sick, I feel sorry......