Chapter 40 Gone

When I woke up, I realized that everything was over.There is a little soreness all over the body.The swimming pool is empty.A bird died inside.I seem to have just swam in the water, wearing rented swimming trunks.So trembling and terrified, I wanted to lay down on the warm ground, but the water was gone.I've been there, married, loved, grown up.And went to such a distant place with her.These are all over, I don't know why there is no trace at all.Can hardly remember. I'm still eight years old waiting to go through this, it's over.I sat up and looked around in disbelief. This is Germany with wheat fields, dried cherry trees, and sheep. I asked in a flash, and I stopped here.This is my last day.

There is no reason for everything. In a dream last night, I saw the silver hairtail dish there, and I thought that Lei likes to eat it, so I should buy some.Ying'er likes to eat fish heads, and that's what her dream is all about.We lived like a gang, the house burned down, we all ran out of the house, and ran all over the place.But looking back, it seems that this paragraph can be skipped.Lei fell asleep tiredly, listening to the footsteps upstairs and downstairs. It was Ying'er getting up early and starting to fetch water, knead noodles, and make spring rolls. I really don't know what I did, what I did in between, did I really do that?Give her life again and again in the cry.As lush as a tree, as restless as a sheep.Every day is like a basket hanging on a tree.

I had a wish, I wanted to believe something; I wanted her to look at me like a blue sky forever.This is something I still don't understand, why wait for her.Wait until why there is no more.I want them to be together instead of me.They walked away again.My wish is a bit inexplicable. I have wanted to do one thing all my life, but ended up doing many other things. I like today very much. I don't complain or hate today.I really made trouble, building a small house, on an island so far away.Learn to write, in China so far away.Once there was a home, and then there was another home.It's unbelievable to think about it, but I actually came here. In fact, everything is the same in the end.

I wrote so many strange words, but there was nothing I could do about it, because I couldn’t live without dying, and I couldn’t cry, and I couldn’t say: Come back.useless.Only with a cold heart can we pass.what can i doI must have a way to let the time pass. There is the real thing, but I can't touch a piece.People are too weak, I mean I'm too weak to speak frankly.When I love, I can't say anything; when I hate, I talk too much. Everyone wants to have a good result, even if it is death, they must be happy, and they all want to put it in a small glass bottle for the people they love to see.Or put a chair across from the tombstone so he can come and sit in the afternoon when he has time.Nothing, even a chair, these are things that children think about.

She's nice, but sometimes ugly.They all escaped and let you fall, thinking that you stood on the cliff for too long, making people uncomfortable, saying that you did it on purpose, and they didn't know you. You are waiting for your death, which has nothing to do with her. They all turned their faces away, and said that what was given to you has already been given to you, and the rest is your own business.yes.I'm not fit to live, but why are you in a hurry?You think I am really made of stone. It's meaningless to say this. It's hard for everyone, I should say clearly: I love you.It is not appropriate to love for too long and too much.I just came here to do something, if I don't do it well now, don't be angry.

The wind blows the soft grass, and I'm almost gone.Can't you take me away and hide me?