Qiao Shanyu's world is only a square inch in size. She has no so-called life, no so-called friends, she doesn't go out, and she doesn't go to school. She just stays at home every day, walking between the table and the bed, clumsily playing games. She felt that people would leave her and Qiao Shanyu was full of despair at that time.
Dad Qiao rarely visited her, and Mom Qiao would express dissatisfaction when bringing her meals.
Qiao's mother said: "Daughter, look at your head, which is so heavy from sleep."
Qiao Shanyu was a little afraid that her head would really get bigger and heavier, so she tried to spend more time on the chair, but she couldn't do it if she was asked to go out for a walk.
If her parents really loved her, why would they let her go? Qiao Shanyu always thinks like this, but she can no longer think about it. If she really tries to judge how many people in the world can do it, she will feel even more desperate.
When a person starts to despair about the world, the world will make him even more desperate.
Qiao Shanyu was smart about this.
Qiao Shanyu's world is silent, and despair is like the god of death. Once entangled, there is no way to survive.
Qiao Shanyu looked up and saw that the sky was blue and the sea was blue. She felt that she was still alive and wanted to take a breather.
Intention: Little things that cannot be said out loud