BE short story/redemption/first person
People who are accustomed to darkness will escape when dawn comes. This escape is like the last light before dawn, covering everything up.
I am used to hearing my parents quarreling, I can skillfully check debt collection text messages, and I am immune to the third year when they say I am a disaster star.
I huddled in the corner, not wanting to talk to anyone.
The young man pushed away the wall in his heart.
He was bathed in the sunshine, and the dimples on his cheeks were particularly obvious when he smiled. He said to me excitedly: "Shu Yu, the lychees on the lychee tree you planted are ripe! Come out and pick them with me!"
When I walked out of the door in my heart, I thought there would be light waiting for me.
Later.
I stroked his cold tombstone and said in a gentle tone: "Don't sleep, He Zhou. It's so sweet to pick lychees at this time. Don't you want to eat them this year?"
God, why did you take away all the light from me at the last moment?
Purpose: Cherish life and make progress every day