Lines of text are browsed, and pages of mood are read.

It seemed that the little girl who was both inferior and proud appeared in front of her.

Because of the accident of her youth, she was not good at walking, and she seemed to have a good family background, as if the world had collapsed.

I can't stand the scrutiny of others, and I hide in a home where no one is around.

But no matter how self-deceptive she is, even the gentle teacher has already regarded her as a disabled person to the outside world.

The word disability contained too much depression and despair, too much heaviness that she could not bear and could not breathe.

Habitual heartache, similar to psychotic tics, uses physical pain to avoid being aware of such painful emotions.

Avoidance, denial, confusion.

This is the state of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Because of longing, when playing games, it is almost pathologically to collect the pity and attention of others.

Everyone scolded her for pretending to be mentally ill, everyone scolded her for being shameless, but no one ever thought about why she did this.

Until she meets a teenager.

She mustered all the courage to think that he would be the salvation of her life, but her sensitivity had already told her the true answer.

She was still alone in despair.

An Ningning turned off the computer with a complicated expression.

She never thought that she was just a little girl, and that she could have such a deep heaviness.

And now, she's dead.

Became a ghost.

The hands that played the piano were also stained with blood.

In the bustling streets, the girl was pale and leaned against the wall, calling him who was striding in front of him.

"Wei Min, you slow down, wait for me, okay?"

"Jingwen Jingwen"

Once again, the boy woke up from his nightmare.

He hung his head down, his back crooked, as if he were carrying a responsibility that even in his dreams.

Wait for her, okay

And how did he do it?

Standing in place, her body stiffened and looked back at the weak girl, her heart was tormented and frozen

He didn't know whether he regretted it a little more or resisted a little more at that moment, maybe there would still be regrets and sadness, but it was very rare after all.

The girl has a problem with her feet.

As long as you walk, you can't hide that deformed posture.

Unless you move slowly.

He couldn't tell whether the former or the latter were more eye-catching on the crowded streets. It's just that he regrets it incomparably, why did he ask the girl out.

Yes, he regretted it.

He knew that he had also disappointed the girl who saw him as the most beautiful being in her life.

But that was the most embarrassing thing he ever experienced.

It is even more embarrassing than his father who reprimanded him in public for not being as good as his cousin, and how to entrust the family business in the future.

He had never been looked at with such a strange gaze by so many people.

So he couldn't stand it anymore

Silently took a taxi, silently helped the girl, and then silently helped her home.

The hand at his side clenched tightly into a fist, and for a long time, he stared blankly at the glimmer of light that came out of the heavy curtain.

He muttered softly, "Jingwen." ”

The sound of the door slamming down.

Yan Weimin didn't speak, his eyes turned there, and soon the butler's whispered notice came, "Young master, you have a guest to visit." He paused, lowered his voice a little more, and added, "Said I met in the game." ”

"You can't see them"

He wondered.

The only people who know his real address are a few friends who play better in the game, and he somehow finds him in reality.

However, if both parents were at home, they would have been sent away by their angry father or mother long before he could say no.

And now

"You told them to wait for me in the study." He said.

"Yes, young master." The sound of light footsteps outside the door walked away.

When An Ning Ning and Xu Yanyu saw Yan Weimin, they only saw that the other party was wearing a white shirt, with a heroic face, faint dark circles and pale skin under the eyes, and it was obvious that the other party had not rested very well recently.

"Xu Yanyu."

"Brocade."

The two of them spoke.

Yan Weimin paused, glanced at them again, and while letting them sit down, he ordered the housekeeper to bring tea by the way, and wondered, "Why are you two here?" ”

Xu Yanyu subconsciously glanced at An Ningning, while the latter cleared his throat slightly and looked at the young man seriously.

"We're here for you."

There was a long silence.

The soft and hazy light outside the window almost made Yan Weimin feel that this was another nightmare in front of her.

"So you're saying," he opened his mouth with difficulty, "Jingwen she's not, Shangguan Yun'er killed so many people." ”

"And now, her next target is me"

An Ning nodded solemnly, "Yes, although I know you can't believe it, but from the evidence I just gave you, and I also let you talk to my friend, you know that all this is true." ”

"Shangguan Yun'er is because of her own inadequacy." She sighed slightly, "So in escapism, she put all her attention into the game, and she mastered everything in the game." ”

"The game is her home turf."

"So all the weird and strange things before were all made by her."

"But what is she doing this for?" Yan Weimin raised her voice unacceptably.

"Resentment, I guess. Resentment of himself, resentment of the world, and resentment of "

"Me." Yan Weimin answered without a trace of expression.

"yes, that's why I came to you." An Ningning nodded again, and at the same time pushed the peace charm placed on the coffee table a little over, "This is what I specially invited for you when I went to the temple, please be sure to bring it with you at all times." ”

He looked at it steadily, slowly reached out his hand, took it, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The movements in his hands trembled slightly, the teacup overturned, and the water flowed on the tabletop, Xu Yanyu hurriedly took the paper next to him to wipe it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, I know it's a hard thing to accept." An Ning smiled.

He rubbed the peace charm in his hand, listened to her words, tilted his head slightly to one side, and his eyes were slightly red.

Until a long time, it was like all the indigestible emotions, turning over everything in the past, and surging menacingly.

He roared almost irrepressibly, his voice hoarse.

"I like her"

"But, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it"

"Her feelings were so intense, as if I was the last straw in her life, and she looked at me expectantly, tightly, trying to hold on to me."

"I was really scared and scared at that moment, I really couldn't afford her love."