Unreasonable

From the beginning, he read the words he knew one by one, which made him feel like an adult.

He enjoyed the feeling.

But when he found that he only knew a few words after tossing and turning, he suddenly felt very boring.

He thought, starting tomorrow, he must learn to read by heart.

He turned the book back to the first page and made up his own story looking at the pictures.

He was satisfied with himself, but regretted that no one else was there to listen.

So after talking for a long time, it is still very boring.

Alone in an empty room, hungry, cold, sad, scared...

If a person could come to him, touch his head, and give him a hug, he would probably follow that person forever regardless of everything.

People often have this delusion out of loneliness, almost as pious as a desert begging for water, and they are carved into perfection in endless thoughts.

But at that time, no one would come.He got up, walked through the black corridor, and quickly ran up to the second floor in the darkness. He saw a white light appearing from the crack of the study door, took a breath, and pushed it open.

Wishing was still writing, Youyi was beside her, accompanying her with a smile.

He is laughing.

But not laughing at me.

If only he could smile at me like that.

He ran over, and his feet slapped the ground with a soft "slap", which was abrupt and a little heavy.

He grabbed the pen in the wishing hand: "I'm hungry, you cook for me."

Wishing to look at him blankly, it took a while before he said: "Younan, can you wait a while? There is some snack in the kitchen cabinet, you can pad your stomach first."

The snacks in the kitchen are only available when Aunt Lin is there.

Younan shook his head: "I don't! I want you to do it!"

Youyi's brows became tighter and tighter, Younan's breathing became tighter and tighter, and his hands began to tremble a little.He is a little afraid of Youyi.

In the end, Youyi couldn't bear it anymore, snatched the wishing pen from Younan's hand, grabbed his sleeve and pulled it out the door.

Younan's sleeve was lifted by him, and he had to take a step forward due to his force.But You Yiren was tall and walked so fast that he had to trot to keep up, and the cuffs hurt his wrists.

Youyi took him to the door and let go, Younan took a few steps forward out of inertia, very embarrassed.

Youyi glanced at Younan indifferently, and was about to close the door. Younan rubbed his wrists, then suddenly raised his head and asked him:

"Youyi, why don't you hold my hand?"

Instead, he pulled his sleeves, and his wrists hurt so much.

He looked so serious, as if he was really confused about this matter.

After waiting for a long time for Youyi's answer, he asked seriously again: "Do you not like me?"

Youyi frowned, said coldly "making trouble for no reason", and closed the door almost hastily.But Younan saw it, and when he heard the last sentence, his hands trembled, as if he clenched his fist in bewilderment.

Younan was so startled by the "bang" that he closed his eyes, thinking hard in his heart what it meant to "make trouble for no reason".

He didn't know, and he didn't go back. Instead, he sat at the door, hoping for dawn.

There was another time when he wanted to change his clothes early in the morning, recalling Lin Xuemei's action of undressing him, he pinched the hem of the clothes and lifted them up.However, his strength is too weak to pull it up.

He jumped twice vigorously, pulled violently, raised his hands high with his clothes on, and raised his hands high with his clothes on, looking like a headless ghost.

However, he couldn't take it off, and he couldn't put it back on. He could only hold it up, but it was tiring after holding it for a long time, and it was disturbing to be blindfolded to see the outside.

He was so angry that he fell onto the bed violently, shouted loudly, twisted around, rolled up and down, until he was out of breath and exhausted, and finally...

Still can't take it off.

Younan suddenly felt angry for no reason, he just felt that an evil fire in his heart burned all his reason to ashes.He roared, and then burst into tears like a storm.

He couldn't see around, so he could only roll out of the bed and bite around like a wolf cub, but he couldn't bite anything.

When I stood up, I still raised my hands high, unable to take them off, and returned to their original state.

He cried, made noise, jumped up and down, knocked down the water glass on the bedside table with his hands propping up his clothes, and the January water splashed on the insteps of his feet with bone-soaked cold, and overflowed the soles of his feet.The boundless ocean of helplessness seems to fill from the soles of the feet to the top of the head——

Nothing can be done.

help...

Please someone help me...

He spent the whole afternoon trying to get out of his half-taken-off clothes, his expression was dull, his hands and feet were cold.

In the evening, I feel uncomfortable all over.His throat was swollen and hot, and his breath was also hot.Headache, like a block of ice stuck in the back of the head.

He struggled to climb up to the second floor, and knocked on the door with his head bowed in front of the study: "Youyi. I seem to be sick. My forehead is very hot."

The door didn't open, and Younan's eyes were filled with tears.

He lowered his head and went downstairs very slowly step by step.

He is sad.

He wanted to find Aunt Lin.

Once a lot of consciousness is born, it will grow like weeds and become something that must be done in an instant.

Younan opened the door, walked through the yard, got out of the sea of ​​flowers, and rushed into the forest.

The moon was very bright that night, and the bright light shone down, covering the forest tops with a layer of silver.

Younan kept running and running, but after running for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stopped, holding his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

When he stopped, he could only hear the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass and trees, and the sound of a powerful heartbeat. Unspeakable fear swam towards him at that moment.

The shoes were lost somewhere, the socks were half faded, and the wet and cool mud clung to the heels.

Gradually, he felt that there were eyes staring at him all around, and the shadowy black tree shadows were like monsters with teeth and claws.He didn't dare to stay, so he could only run desperately in one direction.

He didn't dare to make a sound, he could only bite his lower lip and weep silently.

He suddenly thought, it would be great if Youyi could come to pick him up.

No, don't pick him up.As long as he opened the door and looked at him, he felt very satisfied.

If Youyi could hug him once with a gentle smile, he could die.

It's just that such bargaining, such independent choices, are always absurd, meaningless, and embarrassing.

It's like when Nan Tiao was picking and choosing in his heart whether Xia Jiu or Gao Cong would send him back to school.

In fact he didn't have a choice.

After running for an unknown amount of time, a stone ladder suddenly appeared in front of him.

Almost without hesitation, he ran up like crazy, and finally saw the light.

The door was still the same as he pushed it when he went out, and the angle didn't change a bit.At that moment, Nan was like falling heavily from heaven.

- so disappointed.

But after walking in, I found that there was a glass of water and a piece of paper on the tea table.

There is a pill on the paper.

Younan took the medicine and drank all the water, held the cup and said "thank you" in front of the study door, and didn't wait to open the door.

After going downstairs, he went straight to the tea room to pour water, but the water dispenser had been out of use for a long time, and there was only one kettle standing alone in the corner.

He couldn't lift the kettle.Just as he was about to ask Youyi for help, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He rolled up his sleeves, although his strength was too weak, he could only roll up a few centimeters.Then put the cup a little far away from the kettle, pull out the cork, lift the handle of the kettle body, and the bottom of the kettle tilts little by little.

The sound of the water just falling into the cup was extremely unstable, with "bang bang", loud and small, and there were pauses and pauses.

The moment he pushed the kettle back to the corner and stood up, Yunan felt that he was really smart.

Holding the cup and walking out along the mouth, I was so proud that I forgot that there was a small three-step staircase between the tea room and the living room.

The back of his feet hooked the edge of the ladder, his center of gravity suddenly leaned forward, the cup fell off, the boiling water rose up and then fell again, his hands and people rushed to the sharp edge of the ladder, and the water also rushed to his arms, hurting his skin!

With a yell, Younan ran to the bathroom and rinsed his arms with cold water.

He didn't cry.

His tears fell in streams.

Many times Younan feels that he is really pitiful, but there are also many times that Younan feels that he is really happy.

For example, I fell asleep at the door on the second floor that night, but lay peacefully on my own bed the next day, changed all my clothes, and probably took a shower, and my body smelled delicious.

There are three cute little snacks on the bedside, and there is a glass of milk next to it, which is always warm.

Another example is that after being burned that day, when Younan woke up, there was a small ointment on the bedside.

The broken glass on the ground has been cleaned up, and the whole body is clean. She has put on cashmere socks and a new pair of shoes under the bed.

When sadness and happiness are packaged in front of one person, you must choose happiness.

Choose to remember the little things that make you happy, even if it's just a plate of snacks, an ointment, a pair of cashmere socks, or the long clouds outside the window.

48. No.40 Eight unreasonable troubles

◎Do you straight men only look at categories without aesthetics? ◎

For a while, Younan guessed that Youyi must have some secrets that he couldn't tell, so he could only treat him coldly during the day, and when night fell, he would transform.Become an angel, guard me, guard our whole family.

But later Younan found out that Youyi would indeed transform when the night fell, but what he turned into was not an angel, but a sad old man.

He once heard the voice of despair in a silent night.It was not a hoarse roar, nor the soft sound of tears falling to the ground, nor even a whimper of extreme endurance.

But just, rustling, mechanical and stiff sweeping sound.

On a silent night, in the dim living room with only the wall lights on, the young figure looks like an old man, walking dead, without tomorrow.

Youyi didn't know that Younan, who was separated by a wall, stayed up all night holding the storybook.

But Younan heard the sound of sweeping the floor, the slight sound of tidying up the dishes in the kitchen, and all kinds of things until dawn.

"Is there Nan?"

suddenly