"If I had never met you that winter, wouldn't I feel sad every time the snow falls?"
"The day An An left, I actually didn't shed a single tear."
Bai Ze's voice was very soft, "You know, people can't cry when they are truly sad."
It is said that it is a kind of despair that freezes the heart. You can't feel any pain because it's too cold.
"Despite being so numb, I still won't go with her." Bai Ze chuckled, but no one could feel the smile at all. "This silly girl once told me that I can't give up on myself no matter what."
He did it. Although I think he was at a loss.
"I'm very tired. If it weren't for the few remaining thoughts, how could I still be alive?" Bai Ze's voice suddenly rose in pitch. I looked up in surprise and saw him holding up the porcelain bowl that had just been placed on the wooden table.
The next second, the porcelain bowl flew out of the window.
The bad premonition came again.
I grabbed Bai Ze and quickly asked him to calm down, and then walked tremblingly to the window.
I dare not look. I was afraid that the familiar voice I heard was really him.
I slowly poked my head out——
The young man covered his head, blood gushing out from between his fingers. He fell slowly against the wall.
I dashed out without a second thought.
His eyes followed me closely; before I dialed 120, I leaned over to check on his injuries. The moment I felt his warm breath, I heard him clearly say:
"Next time, I hope..."
Won't see you again.
Concept: In the shadows you don't understand, there may be other people's only light.