His only bed was occupied by Mr. Bai, and his sleeping position was very bad, so he wanted to squeeze in and sleep together for one night.

But Xiao Wei had just been lying down, but he was kicked to the ground by Mr. Bai.

It seems that he is destined to have no sleep tonight.

The saddest thing is not the separation at the ends of the world, but the fact that I can't sleep at all when I am close to the bed, but the funny next to me sleeps so soundly.

Xiao Wei took the spare bedding, leaned on the balcony, and looked at the bright night of Tianxiang City in the night, Xiao Wei, who originally wanted to sleep, became more energetic.

The cold wind accompanied by the cold moon shadow was heavy, smashing the face, and the Milky Way sprinkled starlight and microwaves, and flashed into his eyes in a daze, where could he still sleep.

Ten thousand homes are bright, but I am lonely.

Actually, it doesn't matter, people are born alone, even this body is borrowed from this blue planet, and when they leave one day, they still have to return everything.

The so-called life is not taken away, and death is not taken away.

Xiao Wei remembered his childhood, that unbearable memory time. How many children did not do well in the exam, crying and going home to their parents to ask for good food and comfort.

And what about yourself?

Xiao Wei was afraid that he would be looked down upon by others every time, so he worked hard to do well in every exam, but when the first certificate was issued, there was no one to show off.

Even so, enduring loneliness, you can still have a very good future, as long as you work hard enough, your strength will continue to rise, and when you start a family and have a bad future, it is also very exciting.

However, it is always difficult for things to develop according to their expectations, and the sky will not fulfill people's wishes.

Are you destined to suffer for the rest of your life? Xiao Wei wants to find a fortune teller to show him, what evil he has encountered that makes his life so difficult.

There is a road outside the college called Happiness Street, and when I am bored, I go from one end of the street to the other end of the street, hoping to use the name of the street to make a good omen.

But why have I never felt happy? Is it because I am a person who does not enjoy happiness in the first place?

Some people are destined to be born rich, and some are destined to be born powerful, but they have always been so tragic.

It's hard work.

Tomorrow's plan is very simple, go to the hospital to see Yana before class, and after school, find a place where no one is around, and secretly practice the Heaven Splitting Decision.

Since he learned this trick from Mr. Bai, he has never really mastered the essentials of this technique, and has always relied on Mr. Bai's immortal energy to operate this powerful immortal technique.

Maybe for himself, the earth-level immortal technique is indeed a little too profound, after all, he can't even master the yellow-level high-level immortal technique well.

I remember the last time I faced off with that group of inexplicable kidnappers, I didn't even exert one percent of my strength, and I knocked that group of thieves to the ground, which can be seen from the strength of this earth-level immortal art.

Xiao Wei felt like a stupid son of a landlord's family, and suddenly had a huge amount of money, but he didn't know how to spend it.

It was still early, Xiao Wei looked at Mr. Bai who was sleeping on the side, this guy appeared beside him with misfortune and surprise, and the trouble he brought was also strange.

I'm really worried that one day, I will be accidentally killed by this goods, and this bitter day should come to an end.

Life is mostly like this, if you don't work hard, you will never know where the success is, and miracles are often born in despair. We have all been through so much, apart from life and death, what can we not let go?

Although Xiao Wei has always felt that he is quite sad, he has experienced too many stories that he should not experience at this age.

In fact, grief has always been given by oneself, not by others. It's like wanting to move someone, only to find out in the end that all you can move is yourself.

Literati and writers can always look at the sad night sky and write sad words, poetic and picturesque, birds and flowers, the sea and the sky are the same color, and the willow shore is full of wind and waning moon.

However, it is never this heaven that is sad, but the person.

If his parents didn't leave him so early, would he have a happier childhood?

If she could be strong enough, Yana wouldn't have to be injured, or even if she was lying in the hospital.

However, after all, it is only if, and you still have to face reality.

Did you think too far, or maybe your sentimental personality caused you so much unnecessary trouble?

In other words, the current self should be most concerned about whether the price of breakfast will increase tomorrow, whether the new course can be learned, and the rest can be left to the unknown future to decide.

But what can be done?

In this inherently selfish world, it is not easy to have someone who truly understands his own thoughts.

People of faith are happy because they have many people who share a common language and thought, and even the things they worship together are unified.

People with ideals are happy, even if they are eager for quick success, but the people and years who struggle together are definitely worth remembering.

People who have lovers are also happy, and two people go side by side in the wind and rain, and what hardships can't be resisted.

But what about himself? Xiao Wei looked at his hands, and he was about to cry out. I can only hold my right hand with my left hand, sympathize with myself, and pity myself.

What do you have? Your pocket is cleaner than your face. What can you believe? If you don't even believe in yourself, how can you have faith?

I once thought that it would be good to be alone, after all, I was unrestrained.

But after a long time, it will be really lonely, tired and crying, and you can only go to the corner to hug yourself.

Xiao Wei's parents left suddenly when they were five years old, and it is already a miracle that they have survived until now, and what can they ask for from this cruel world.

If you are sad alone for a long time, you will feel that you are very tired, and you want to change your name to Xiao Xin. I wanted to find someone to talk to, but I found that there was not even a fart person around me, except for a person who was so good as sleeping.

Looking at Mr. Bai, Xiao Wei clenched his fists, and he wanted to beat him.

Hey, forget it, he didn't know that it hurt when he beat him, but his hands hurt, this kind of skinless and faceless person is very forbidden to beat.

Dreams, what is imagined in dreams, are destined to be unrealistic. Dreaming during the day is called daydreaming, and dreaming without sleep at night is called dreaming.

Xiao Wei decided that he should hurry up and go to bed, after all, there was everything in his dreams.