A lot of times, Shigeyama really just wants to be an ordinary person.

Even if he knew, by all accounts, it was just an extravagant hope.

It all started with his mother.

Shigeyama's mother is a very virtuous person, and if she was a normal person, perhaps, everything would not be so troublesome.

Even if her IQ is much higher than that of a normal person, even if, she has done so many things that normal people can't do.

But hereditary mental illness still made her finally admitted to a psychiatric hospital.

In the end, because of the onset of illness, he committed suicide.

The father eventually gave up on him as a child, even though he was the smartest and the most obedient of all the children.

As the eldest son of a heavy family, he actually lived an almost hermit-like life.

In fact, Shigeyama's impression of his mother is very vague, and he only vaguely remembers that she was a gentle person.

After all, Chongshan still has a grudge, and he occasionally thinks, if this is the case, then why do you want to give birth to me? What is the purpose of my appearance? It's just that most of this resentment is still against his father.

Since he was eleven or twelve years old, Shigeyama has moved out to live, and he has only one servant by his side, and it is said that this servant is still the one brought by his mother's mother's family.

Probably my mother is not doing well on her mother's side, otherwise she would not have used it as a political bargaining chip to marry her father.

Perhaps, because of this disease, even if her mother is obedient and wants to live a peaceful life, it is only a luxury after all.

What about himself? Chongshan sometimes, I can't help but be afraid, and I will be afraid, and my mother, perhaps, is the omen of his life.

Those strange dreams that I would have every night, it was like another shattered world, those screams that were churning up and down in the subconscious.

Shigeyama was really scared.

I am afraid of reality, and maybe one day, it will suddenly become fragmented like a dream.

Early autumn in September.

The afternoon sun is still so hot, most people, at this time, will not want to go out.

However, as a student, even if you feel uncomfortable again, you still have to go out.

Wearing heavy glasses, wearing a regular school uniform, heavy mountains, just like those, ordinary students, go to school.

From the outside, Chongshan is so ordinary, so ordinary that you can't even tell him from the crowd.

Pale skin, even makes people feel that he is a little unhealthy.

It's like you can see it in any school, an ordinary house.

Shigeyama's place is very close to the school, and it is only ten minutes away.

Although his father did not like him very much, he did not treat him badly after all, and he was still given what he should have been given, and it was only in terms of money.

Although the old family has many drawbacks, in a way, it still won't do those things that will make the family lose its share.

It's a pity that Chongshan is as smart as her mother, just as precocious, and as good at speculating on people's hearts. Consciously put himself out of the clouds and into the mud.

The only difference is that his mother still has extravagant hopes, and he has long since broken off this extravagant hope.

If his mother still has a tenderness, then Chongshan will only have a cold heart.

When the class bell rang, Chongshan walked into the classroom unhurriedly, just like some other students.

The difference is that the other students are all young, even if some are fat and out of shape, they also have the vigor that a student of this age should have.

And Chongshan lowered his head and walked slowly, his shoulders and waist hooked, and at a glance, he didn't have the spirit that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old should have. It looks so weak and old, if it is not a little cold, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is obscene.

No one in this class is a friend of Chongshan.

No one wants to be friends with someone who looks like a little old man.

If I have to say, he is the kind of weird classmate that almost every student will meet or hear.

There is an aura of "don't come closer" all over the body.

Dark and uninteresting.

Sit in the far corner of the classroom.

No one likes it, no one hates it, no one cares, it's like it's completely out of touch with the class.

Only every time I clicked it, when the transcript was issued, would some students suddenly realize, oh, there is such a person.

Shigeyama's results are neither good nor bad.

The ups and downs are only swimming in an ordinary range, and there is even an occasional danger of falling into a bad life.

Such a student obviously can't be remembered by the teacher.

It's not a bad student, it's not a prick, it's not good at words, it's not like to socialize, and occasionally, even if it's a teacher, you will miss out and forget that there is such a person in the class.

It is not as it is with the light.

The middle school curriculum is not so boring, the teacher's teaching is obviously not so dull and boring, and the learning atmosphere in the classroom is not bad.

Except for the heavy mountains.

Obviously, he was always outside of all categories.

Observe carefully, keep a certain distance, and keep silent.

No matter how smart and different he is, to others, he is just one more "strange guy".

If time passes like this, maybe Shigeyama's life will also remain the same.

Shigeyama is also happy to see this.

Don't change, don't change, don't look at all kinds of unfamiliar eyes.

As long as one can stay quietly.

Just when the students were speaking enthusiastically and the classroom atmosphere was extremely harmonious, there was a knock on the door of the classroom.

The instructor was stunned for a moment, he waved his hand to signal quiet, subconsciously, he probably thought that it would be the dean of students or the principal, or some sudden inspection.

The classroom immediately fell silent.

It was at this moment that the door to the classroom was pushed open.

As the teacher expected, it was the dean of students.

The director nodded to the teacher, "Who is Chongshan?" "His voice is very loud, and he has the demeanor of the director's position.

The classroom was still silent.

He frowned slightly, "Which one is Shigeyama-san, please come out." The director repeated.

Shigeyama suddenly seemed to be woken up, and stood up from his desk resignedly.

The director twitched the corner of his mouth, "Shigeyama-san, can you please come out?", muttering in his heart, but his mouth still maintained his demeanor.

Shigeyama obediently walked out of the classroom.

The dean in front of the door was obviously a little displeased, but he didn't say anything in the end, just nodded to Shigeyama and motioned for him to follow.

Chongshan cautiously followed behind, a little confused for a while.

He was sure that the school would never look for him.

He was too ordinary, so ordinary that there was no mistake, no flash.

It's not a bad student, it's not a top student, it is estimated that any school will let such a student go.

He is like a drop of water that is not so harmonious, trying to put away his difference, and then silently blending into the water, disappearing.

Therefore, it is impossible for the school to look for him, only someone else is looking for him.

Who could it be?

He's obedient enough that he's given up what he might be able to get.

Will his father come to him?

Shigeyama couldn't believe it.

As for the mother-in-law, who sees the mother as a disgrace, it is even more impossible.

In silence, Chongshan thought about all the possibilities, but he never thought of who it would be, who would come to him, an incompetent child whose father and mother had given up all of his family.

"It's here, let's go inside. ...... Sir, well, waiting for you inside. The dean stopped at the door of the conference room, but instead of pushing the door in, he said to Chongshan a little unusually.

With that, the dean of students left.

It's a bit inexplicable.

Chongshan narrowed his eyes, and the director's words ,...... Mr...... Is it?

He looked at the door of the conference room, his face a little heavy.

This must be a big deal, at least for the dean.

And he must not be a person like a spring breeze, otherwise there is no need for the director to hesitate at all.

That hesitation...... Is it fear?

Chongshan swallowed his saliva, feeling a little nervous inexplicably.

He didn't know who would come to him, let alone who would be looking for him, he felt inexplicable, but he had a little bit of anticipation.

As for what to expect, he himself could not tell.

Shigeyama knocked on the door, but there was no response in the room.

Shigeyama fell silent, pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the man standing at the opposite window, with his back to him.

The sun shone through the window, and a little bit of light shimmered between the man's hair.

It was just a back, but it inexplicably put huge pressure on Chongshan.

While feeling the pressure, I felt a faint disappointment in my heart.

Not a father.

Chongshan smiled bitterly in his heart, it turned out that he still had a trace of extravagant hope after all.

Shigeyama's eyes became a little dazed.

In a trance, that little bit of extravagant hope disappeared without a trace.

Along with it, there was a shattered dream.