Unspoken "I love you"

"It's my secret to like you."

"The depth is like being [-] meters under the sea."

Have you all heard this song...

How can I cry when I hear such a gentle song?

I hid in the room, feeling distressed like being repeatedly cut by countless knives...

The final exam is coming soon, and the third year of high school is coming soon. My mother is more and more concerned about my study. I should go out, get some fresh air, and see the scenery. It is a perfect and happy weekend...

Now it's... harm~ There's nothing to say, anyway, no matter whether it's a weekend or not, I have endless papers in a day... Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry...

Endless English listening comprehension, this one is over, and that one, I can rest for a day except for eating time, and I am locked in the room at other times, endorsing books and doing papers...

This is not enough, my mother still thinks that I am not good enough, and that I am not good enough, no matter how good I am, even if I get the No.

I don't know what kind of excellence you are talking about!Since that time, when we held a parent-teacher meeting, the teacher who did not perform well in the class said to you in public, "Tell her the benefits of studying well, let her work harder, and she still has room for improvement. This child is very good." Smart." Then I read my score, and some parents gossiped: "A beautiful child is completely ruined..."

From then on, you seem to be a different person. You have to memorize after school, and you can’t be idle during meal time. You are holding books in your hands. You don’t have time for your own clothes, and you still say that I don’t know how to wash my clothes after sitting there for so many days! You scold me when you come next to me.I can only listen to your scolding, and whenever I speak, you will say that I talk back, and sometimes even hit me...

I just want to know if someone else's words are so worthy of your attention? !

Recalling these things in the past, I can't hold back, I want to get angry... But I can only hold back, sometimes when I really can't hold back, I just cry under the quilt...

After crying, I didn't feel so uncomfortable in my heart. I got up, washed my face and continued to study, and that's how it passed...

Until today, I couldn't hold it anymore, I couldn't hold it anymore, I locked myself in the room, my throat was like a big stone blocked, I couldn't swallow it, I couldn't spit it out.

especially uncomfortable...

This is the first time like this...the first time it hurts so much, the previous me can bear it...

The tears in my eyes finally fell down uncontrollably. I bit my tongue to keep myself from crying... My tongue was bleeding from the bite, but I still hummed. The sound was very small at first, but then slowly Uncontrollable, slowly getting bigger...

I don’t care about it anymore, it’s so uncomfortable that I’m about to suffocate... I can’t control it anymore and I cry out loud, so loud that my mother calls me outside... I can’t hear me when I knock on the door... I cover it Focusing, kneeling down from the chair, squatting on the ground...

My mother was still outside, knocking on my door, I could vaguely hear it, I don't know what her expression is... I don't know how anxious she is, I have never seen her anxious for me.

I don't want to hear her voice, I don't want to hear her calling me, voice...

The crying became louder, until my throat felt pain like a pinprick, but I couldn't stop... I don't know why...

Maybe it's because I endured it for too long... Crying for a while seems to release all the patience and discomfort from my heart...

My voice must have been heard by the neighbors, and they all came to knock on the door of my room...it was very loud...the door of my room didn't have a spare key, and my mother couldn't open it, so I probably called the neighbors for help...

They couldn't open the door of my room, so they looked for things and smashed them with things. I didn't want them to come in, and I didn't want people to see me in such a mess, so I cried and told them not to open it, coughing up blood, Retching, half the sleeves of the clothes were covered with tears.

"...Cheng Xinyu, I...I miss you..."

"I miss you……"

Later, I didn't know what happened, I cried until I became dizzy, my eyes were black and I couldn't see anything, and then I didn't know.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital, and I was on a drip. I didn’t feel any pain when I fell asleep, until I woke up with a sore throat and couldn’t speak.