After a hasty wash, I lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

The room is still furnished as when I was a child, it seems to be more warm than before, the sheets and curtains in the room are all faint pink, the square window outside, the unpredictable sky is also with brilliant colors, turn off the light, I seem to feel that I don't breathe a breath of air is not very real.

When will such a dream stop, when will it be able to get out of this world?

Alone.

But I have not forgotten that I am not an extraordinary person, and that there is no one to turn to at this moment but to hope for myself.

Be strong.

In the dark room, I slowly raised my hand and looked at my ignorance quietly, unable to see anything, and couldn't help but recall that someone had taught me how to exercise and how to defend myself.

Dantian luck, I felt a force burst out of my body, the intention was to control the power of care, knowing the time, the time gradually emitted a faint pink light, and the moon gradually in my heart, vaguely I found that my consciousness could control the light, for example, this pink light can conjure up a sharp sword, I gently waved my hand overnight, and pushed the sword to the side of the curtain.

In the quiet air, I heard the sound of the fabric falling to the floor.

I wanted to remember what he said at that time, but all that lingered in my ears was the laughter and laughter of the time, and I don't know why, even with my eyes closed, the hearty laughter and doting anger of that person could still be presented in the center of my brain as it was.

bother

I covered my ears and rolled over on the bed like crazy, thinking that we were together like glue before, and now where I have been and where he is, not knowing each other and not interfering with each other, thinking of this blank mind, a wave of grievances surging into my heart, grievances and anger.

Unconsciously, there was a cold liquid running down the corners of his eyes across his cheeks, and on the skin that had been stretched by the liquid, it was cold.

I'm out of love

People often only realize their emotions when they are out of the noise of the day and the dead of night, and yes, I fell out of love

I've been given a scumbag, Yan Yufeng, a hateful scumbag

The heart is as breathless as being fiercely focused by a hand, and every breath seems to tremble, and it is difficult to suppress convulsions.

The men are all ghosts, and they are the same as the people I have met before.

Finally, after hesitating in the third place, I burst into tears.

He buried his face in the quilt and cried so much that he finally fell asleep unconsciously.

In my dream, I saw Yan Yufeng, and then angrily broke with him, shouting to break up.

"Go Away"

When I woke up from my dream, there was silence all around. I had just sat up from bed, rubbing the tears from my face, my eyes were red and swollen, and my brain was dizzy.

It was quiet all around, and my heart suddenly hung up, and I cleanly touched all the sheets around me, and the quilt was still there.

I got out of bed with my phone, crept out of the bedroom, slipped into my parents' room, lit up the room with my phone's screen, and took advantage of the faint light to make sure the two of them were still there.

After listening quietly to the sound of their sleep for a while, I only felt that my already swollen and hot eye sockets began to pantothenic acid again, and then slowly tears rushed to my eye sockets again.

"Mom, Dad"

I hope that all this is true, and I covet this false pleasure.

I was in a hurry, but my hands were surrounded by a layer of pale pink time, and I screamed in my heart