I lay on the bed, panting.
The sound of rapid breathing hit the wall thinly and densely,
This room is so empty.
I seemed to see Zhou Zichen's face. He looked at me with a half-smile, "Chen Yanshan, I am like this because of you."
I wanted to speak, but I couldn't open my mouth. I ran towards him and reached out to hug him, but he just stood there with a half-smile, and finally disappeared the moment I touched his clothes.
The scene switched in an instant. Liang Tou, who was sitting in a wheelchair, held my hand. She intimately stroked my wet forehead hair that was close to my cheek and smiled sweetly. Yanshan, you are my best friend. I will give you whatever you want, not to mention just two legs?
Li Xin's voice came particularly clearly, Yanshan, I'm leaving you too, you don't lack me.
More and more people and various sounds echoed sadly in the sky above me, condensing into a net that strangled my heart, and a feeling of suffocation came over me.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, looking at this large and cold space, and tears finally fell down.
A picture unfolded more and more clearly, with tall trees, quiet corridors, and laughing boys and girls. That was us six years ago, young and thin in spring clothes, without any harm on the stage.