Chapter 51 Chapter 51

The weather is fine, the sun is shining brightly outside, the thatch that fell in the rain seems to be straight again, and the sunlight in the wind illuminates them.I decided to go out for a walk, and I felt like I hadn't been out for a long time.I went down the stairs, then passed the side door of the dining room, and came to the door of the hotel. The red lacquer writing on the wooden sign on the lintel of the hotel was very bright in the sunlight.The stones in the grass crouched like mysterious little animals, and the sunlight scattered on the moss of the gravel path, speckled.I walked and listened to the sound of the tide in the distance, and the sound of the tide made me feel much happier.

I took a walk and looked at my palms, which were full of sweat. In fact, I can't figure out where the sweat is coming from, and it's like my hands are pulled out of water.Looking at my hands, I knew I hadn't really gotten over that nightmare. It's because I'm nervous.I said to myself. The beads of sweat in his hands glistened brightly.The breeze licked my hands, and I felt cool in the palms. I walked along the gravel path, I don't know when I walked this road, I don't even have a memory of it, it now stretches under my feet, so sure and real, passing by a tree, Stretched into the distance.

I even saw misty clouds and smoke. When I turned around, I saw the young man on the balcony. He was standing there, the lower half of which was covered by the balcony pedestal, his upper body and his entire fair face seemed in a daze.It was obvious that he had just woken up. He rubbed his eyes, then saw me walking and greeted me. Hi - good morning, Painter. I smiled and waved to him.Then I continued walking, and the water on the thatch almost wet my trousers.The coldness of the rain gave me the first cold shiver after getting out of bed. I walked forward, and soon I could no longer see the hotel.The road was turning, and it seemed that two mountain walls suddenly appeared beside me.Some of the trees on the mountain have withered, while others are still full of vitality and faintly green.

I know that I have indeed gone far.Beside me, a few people carrying bamboo baskets passed by. Their bamboo baskets trembled slightly. They didn't speak, just smiled, and passed me by.Soon they disappeared around a bend in another road. As I walked like this, images of old dreams from the past twirled in my mind, for a while it was Guyanna, and for a while it was the shadow of my wife.I chose an isolated island, but I can't forget the past.In fact, all my efforts were in vain. Box Rock did not free me, but made me more troubled. Perhaps this was my fate. As I walked, the still grass stalks and wild flowers on the road suddenly swayed, as if the road in front of me had become a surface of water.My steps wobbled involuntarily.

I seemed to hear the scream of Guyana when she fell into the water. I was sent back to the hotel by a kind farmer. When I woke up, he had gone away. I was unconscious at all, and I fell into the withered grass by the roadside.like a weary traveler.When I opened my eyes, standing in front of me was the professor surnamed Jing and his students. I still remember the scene of him talking to me on the balcony.I smiled at them. I know that my smile is very tired, I just can't hold on.I just can't stand it anymore.I say. They didn't hear what I said, and my voice was so low that I didn't even expect it.

The professor put his ear almost on my mouth, and I smelled an unpleasant smell of hair oil on the professor's head.I would love to speak my words a little louder and clearer so he can get that smelly head off of him.But I still feel unable to express, the dizziness has not left. They still didn't hear clearly, the young man poured me a cup of hot water. I just had to smile at them, that's all I could do.I have no other way. This is the first time I have encountered it since I came to Box Rock.It seems that I really can't hold on anymore.