Xiaoxiao looked at his love, just slipping through his slender but rough fingertips. . .
Xiaoxiao looked at his studies and just passed through his hesitations and struggles again and again. . .
Xiaoxiao looked at his family, his sad and blank eyes just slipped away. . .
Xiaoxiao slowly raised his head,
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, I have never felt so depressed and uncomfortable. . .
So. . . Helpless. . . . . .