Seventeen Years Old, No Summer

"In a suffocating small town, two souls on the verge of decay support each other." Zhu Xun was used to lowering his head, as if breathing was a superfluous movement. Si Yu looked at him through the window. The boy who always wears old school uniforms is like a fire that is about to go out. He hated the mediocrity of this small town, but he developed an almost cruel interest in Zhu Xun. One day after school, he stopped the other party and said in a cold voice: "Why don't you resist?" Zhu Xun was stunned for a moment, his eyes empty: "... Is it useful?" Si Yu smiled, but there was ice in his eyes. —— One of them is silent in the mud, the other is burning in boredom. —— Please don't hate everything about the character, you can hate me Purpose: At least alive