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Chapter 46 midnight siren

The girl asked the boy: "How do you like me?" The boy thought for a while, and replied in a low voice, "It's like liking the sound of sirens in the middle of the night." The girl waited silently for him to continue, and he would definitely explain. "I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night one day," he said. "I don't know the exact time, maybe two or three o'clock, but it doesn't matter what time it is. Anyway, it was midnight and I was alone. , nobody was with me. Just imagine the situation. It was pitch black, nothing to see, no sound, not even the ticking of the hands of the clock—perhaps the clock had stopped. And I I suddenly felt isolated in a place far away that no one knew. I realized that in this vast world, no one loves me, no one talks to me, no one thinks of me. Even if I just leave the world like this It's gone, and no one will notice it? It's like being put in a big iron box and sinking into the deep sea. Because of the air pressure, my heart hurts, and the pain is almost torn in two--you can feel this Do you feel it?"

The girl nodded.Probably understand it. The boy continued: "This is probably one of the most painful things that people experience in life. I am really sad to the point of death. No, it's not about dying, but just going on like this. The air in the box is thin. In fact, You will die. This is not a metaphor, it’s real. It’s the feeling of being alone in the middle of the night and waking up, don’t you understand?” The girl nodded silently again.The boy paused and said, "But at this moment, I heard the sound of a siren in the distance. That was the sound of a whistle from a really, really far away place.I don't even know where the railway is, I can see how far away it is.Wei Wei's voice seemed to be heard, but also seemed to be inaudible.But I knew it was the train whistle.That's right.I listened quietly in the dark.So I heard the whistle again.But my heart stopped hurting, the needles of the clock began to move, and the iron box slowly floated to the surface of the sea.It's all because of the little siren, because it sounds like hearing and listening

The slight sound of the whistle was missing.I love you as much as I do to that siren. "
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