Reef

Zhou Mu really knew that Gu Zhan would not be home these few days, so he didn't bother to go home.He simply stayed in the piano practice room, relying on takeaway for food and drink, and naturally relying on his old friend's teacher's dormitory for washing and so on.

But tomorrow is the game, and I have to go back and prepare.After all, I didn't bring my dress with me, so I couldn't just go on stage casually like this.

After returning home, Zhou Muzhen found that the envelope on the shoe cabinet contained the invitation letter that should have been taken away by Gu Zhan.It was placed there neatly, as if it was in the same position as it was just placed a few days ago.

He picked up the letter hesitantly, lifted the sealant, and left the invitation letter inside intact.His hands trembled almost uncontrollably, and the envelope seemed to have turned into a dirty object, and just holding it in his hand made him feel uncomfortable.

What does it mean?

Tens of thousands of scenarios where Gu Zhan would not appear at the competition venue lingered in Zhou Muzhen's mind. He had calculated thousands of times in his mind, but he couldn't come to the conclusion that if Gu Zhan did not come back today, he would appear tomorrow.

After standing in the entrance for a long time, Zhou Muzhen only thought of the word liar.He originally thought that trust was as solid as gold, but he didn't expect that it would be as fragile as a piece of tofu, and it would break when touched.Gu Zhan's nice words are even slowly disintegrating, like a shattered mirror gradually shattering.

For a while, he didn't even want to participate in any piano competitions, nor did he want to step into this room again.He took two steps on his hind legs, his back touching the protruding doorknob.His mind went blank, he couldn't bear to think about anything, Zhou Muzhen grabbed the doorknob with his backhand, opened the door and rushed out.

But where can I go?

Obviously there is nowhere for me to go.

Night had fallen, and he looked around in the dark, but felt dizzy, and white lights flashed in front of his eyes one after another.The still world was spinning, Zhou Muzhen clearly felt the rotation of the earth, the big dog next door barked happily, and the subtle sound of the wind rubbing against the leaves.

Then there was silence, as if the five sense organs were poured into sea water.

can not hear.

Can't see.

Zhou Muzhen walked towards the courtyard involuntarily, and the swing made of tires was quietly hung between the branches of the book.Holding the thick hemp rope that tied the tire, he sat on the tire.The wind pushed his body, and his feet were slightly off the ground.In early winter, the wind was already biting.The icy wind scraped his cheeks, wishing to cut off his flesh and blood.

The bottom of the sea is still unfathomable, and the vines that were just cut off by the warriors grew wildly again.The sharp thorn pierced the skin, and the old and new wounds burst open in an instant.Thin and dense wounds were continuously superimposed on the body of the villain under the sea, and the blood was washed away by the sea water the moment it slipped out of the skin.

There are no fish swimming around, only the darkness of the deep sea.