In Beilin City, there was an ordinary but slightly special student. His parents were killed in a serious train accident. But he didn't feel much sadness.
Severe mental illness made him mentally unbalanced, numb and indifferent. The early loss of his parents made him no longer mentally like his peers. I feel tired and helpless every day. To the outside world, he was treated as an alien. Weird, convulsive, curious, all kinds of labels were attached to him one after another.
"Post" is a very soft word, right? But as a thoughtful and sensitive person, he felt like these were thorns piercing deeply into his traumatized soul.
"They said my body was covered with thorns, but little did they know that these thorns... Were pierced by their own hands."
"The doctors said I want to reconcile with the world, but how can I reconcile with the world? They ignore me. I really envy them."
"They laughed at me for being a monster again. I feel really bad today. My stomach hurts, my fingertips are numb and cold, and my head feels dizzy and painful."
This is the diary of a child. He is still just a child, but he has been forced into full contact with a cruel society in advance. Dense cuts and scratches on the arms, summer long-sleeved clothes and jackets.
One summer, when the scorching sun was scorching the earth, he vaguely heard a girl calling his name:
"Hello, classmate Shen Jin, I am your new deskmate.
