Life is an endless farce, and I try to turn every day into a comedy. After reading it, everyone laughed. Only me, huddled in the corner, too tired to straighten up because of playing my role.
I sat next to her and watched her fiddling with the new Samsung mobile phone in her hand, with confident eyes, slightly raised corners of her mouth, and half-closed eyes. The wind blew the curtains high, and a ray of sunlight gently leaked in and shone on us without anyone noticing. But why is all this so unbeautiful in my eyes?
She turned her head to see what new content I had written in my notebook. I responded with a smile and turned my attention to the professor who was foaming at the mouth again. Well, I'm the good kid, always will be.
The tip of the pen rustled across the paper, and along with the clicking sound of keys, I heard her chuckle in my ear. I tried not to frown, and raised my head with my left hand pretending to be casual, but blocked my ears with my middle finger. I was in my own world, calmly thinking about two words - leave.
The bell rang, so I continued to smile and pretend to be calm.
——Excerpted from Ye Xiaoqi's blog "A Snail that Can't Climb"