The fog never clears or fades away. My eyes are still confused, and Jay's song floats in my ears: "The thick fog won't clear, and I can't see the future clearly." I walked towards the student dormitory with a bitter smile. Today is my last day in this school. When I passed by the elementary school, I saw a little girl lying on the desk and sobbing softly. Was she sad? But who else is sadder than me now? I walked to her side quietly:
"Why are you crying? Could it be that something unhappy happened to you recently?"
The little girl raised her head, and I saw the tears and helpless look in her eyes. She wiped her tears and looked at me:
"Yeah... Very unhappy."