Chapter 87 Chapter 87

After a good day, it began its lingering rainy season.I stared at the light on the window, and the sound of rain splashed loudly on the grass outside.I was going to go for a walk, but now the rain is holding me back.It was raining heavily in the middle of the night, and it seemed that it had never stopped. The sound of rain on the grass almost woke me up.I am a very sleepy person, unless I am quite tired, and this kind of falling asleep is relatively rare. I have not been a very sleepy person since I was young.I felt the noise of the rain falling on my pillow. For the first time in so many days, I felt that a rainy night felt good. There was another person breathing evenly in the room, and my audiovisual was filled with the cool sound of rain falling.In my imagination, those thatched grass kept undulating in the sound of rain.At such times, the thatch is closer than ever to the rain.I also thought of the vague shadows of some animals running in the panic.I can almost hear them running wildly, and the clearer sound of water.Slowly, I fell asleep again in my imagination.When I woke up in the morning, the sound of rain was still in my ears.As a result, when I got up, I regretted a little, and blamed myself in my heart for not taking advantage of the good weather to go out and enjoy the sun.In fact, I didn't expect how short the sunshine here is.I thought the sky would get better from here.There is no way to go out now, only to be trapped in the house.

The bright spot on the window seems to be flickering, flickering.I feel like I'm going to stop for a while, and it's a work that stops before I know it.It's like a motor slowing down.I looked at the back of Xiao Zhang who was lying on the table, and only then did I really breathe a sigh of relief, and it seemed to me that it was the most appropriate thing for Xiao Zhang to sit in front of the table.In fact, I also seem to have fulfilled a long-cherished wish that has been buried in my heart for a long time, to be precise, it is a kind of task.At the beginning, the work at hand started so urgently, and it went on so urgently.Now, though, it's still a ways off from the end.But I know that there is no other wiser thing to do than to give up my seat now.Xiao Zhang has been with me for a long time, but he was finally convinced by me.In this way, I am happy, otherwise, I am angry.Xiao Zhang sat down with a smile.Xiao Zhang's hesitant face was still shaking in front of my eyes.Fortunately, he finally sat down.In this way, I really feel better psychologically.

This is by no means a daily trivial thing, but closely related to personal emotions.I have always thought so, thinking about these days, this young man, now I look at his back, this young man's shadow, how similar is it to me back then?His body almost swallowed the table.I had to laugh heartily. I walked out of the room almost quietly, and he was so lost in writing that he didn't notice when I closed the door.This is exactly what I wanted.I went down the stairs.My heavy footsteps sounded in an empty corridor.I don't know why I came out, probably because of an impulse.At first in the room, my body was so close to the breath of the room, but now my heart is just like the corridor, empty and nothing.Am I just writing better for Xiao Zhang?Or are there other uneasy factors?Unable to find the answer, I involuntarily slowed down.

There are many doors open to the corridor, and I just keep walking.Some doors are completely open, and you can see the scene inside the room at a glance; some doors are half-closed, and you can only see half of the world inside; some doors are closed, and there is a buzzing sound from inside.I followed my own steps, and now I could not return to our cramped room.It was a real problem, not just as soon as I gently descended the stairs, but as soon as I stepped on the train's footboard.Or it can be said that it all started from a longer time and space. I occasionally run into a stranger or two in the hallway who look at me suspiciously and talk about me behind my back.This is also impossible.I passed door after door, worlds that were bright or dark.

When I went downstairs to the restaurant, I had a sense of no escape.I can't explain the feeling of panic and hesitation in my heart.My steps stopped between the legs of countless tables and stools, and the restaurant was dimly lit. At last it was the gleam of light at the door that made me resolute.I want to go for a walk in the rain.This is another inexplicable impulse that suddenly came to me.I couldn't restrain the urge to move my legs, and I couldn't explain it either, maybe because I haven't been out for a long time.It made me leave that house, that familiar young man, and a house full of strangers.