In the dark light, I hid alone in the quilt that was sealed around me, listening to my still silky breath, and the solemn silence in the dead night! Tick tock, tick tock... I knew that my heart was crying again. I bit the corners of the quilt and silently buried all the tears into those feet. Covered in silence! Cold hands, rickety body, it seems that the thin quilt covering the body is the last isolation between myself and this noisy city. Tears continue to disappear into the silence. At this moment, only I understand how much happiness and pain I carry in those silences!
My cold hands reached out from under the quilt, and I took the mobile phone that was also lying on the corner of the pillow but silently accompanying me. I turned the music on and off repeatedly, just because I deliberately wanted to create a little noise in this abnormal silence! I failed. Listening to the sad love songs playing repeatedly on the mobile phone, I understood It was the right time. But this made me fluctuate even more, like a pebble accidentally dropped into a calm lake, breaking all the deliberately created atmosphere and depriving me of my last line of defense. Crying, I tried my best to break all the pain out of my throat, cut through the silent night, and stop the nameless fluctuations.