Chapter 23 Chapter 7 Panic Qin Yu (4)

Chapter 7 Panic Qin Yu (4) My thinking is really very simple.I used to think I was great in some ways, but I've hated myself more and more since I started having bad luck - my thinking is so simple and stupid.Now even I'm starting to wonder my exact motives for going to Grandma's - I've pretty much forgotten about the bloody syringe. I found that I have actually lived in a state of muddleheadedness for thousands of years. Although I am not a fake potato, being dazed is not a good thing.I stood on this dilapidated car that could fall apart at any time, facing the glass window of the rear door, watching the flashing scenery outside the long window - I couldn't see anything clearly, I was not only dizzy , Even the eyes are dizzy.

I'm glad Wang Haiyan didn't come over.It made me feel safe to keep this distance from her.I really don't understand, how could I have an unlucky affection for her at that time, now I hope she can go to be her college student quickly, and I, stay in my stupid high school, and fight for the revocation of punishment as she wishes-to there At that time, she might be able to quickly forget about me. People like her have no worries about being pursued in college.I think she's all right, except for the blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. , endlessly, I am very confused.

Suddenly I started thinking about Gigi.When you think about it, you think it through and through.In this unlucky period, everyone is like my enemy, everyone is wrong-only Jiji is the only bright spot in memory, and she is so bright that she is so extraordinary.I began to miss her transparent eyes like crazy, from which there seemed to be an unobstructed view of the end of the world.I also miss the way she sat quietly across from me, bouncing back and forth like a glittering balloon.The movement of her walking to the door of the reading room and then turning around flashed back and forth before my eyes—she was really shining at that time, and she didn't look like a living person at all.

Gigi, is she real or not? The moment she turned around, her whole body was shining transparently—she had an upward tendency, as if she wanted to catch something in the air, and it seemed that she was going to completely melt from the tip of her toes, melting into a flash of light, and then disappearing. She literally disappeared. I don't know if I can meet her again, or if meeting her is a good thing or a bad thing.The strange thing is that I only ran into her in the reading room as a matter of course, and I never saw her in other places.Recently, my heart has been in a mess, and I never thought about thinking about her seriously—now that I think about it, I just feel more and more suspicious and confused, and I can't believe her authenticity.She is so transparent and beautiful, there is absolutely no reason to be a living person like me... Then why do I bump into her so many times?Every time I thought I could walk past the place where she was... just now, under the dazzling sunlight, I really felt her flying past my mind like a bird, it was really amazing Suspected that she was a sparkling elf, fake - how could she be a real being?But who would believe such a thing?I understand that I am a "peripheral vision person". The school clinic often asks people like me to check our eyesight to protect us from becoming a member of the four-eyed team - we cannot see clearly and accurately, and we cannot wear glasses. This kind of person has the worst eyesight and can see everything wrong.Of course I hope I'm not mistaken, but standing in the "squeaky" car, thinking about it in such a boring way, I am really not sure if I have ever seen that weird Gigi.I think the driver may have some experience in this matter-I always think that he has such a large window, such a large steering wheel, and is invincible, so he should have a certain victory coefficient.

While I was adoring the bus driver with the giant steering wheel, the car stopped suddenly.I have already noticed that after turning a corner just now, this car is a bit disobedient - it seems that I can't trust the driver of this car too much, maybe he is a drunkard like me, and came because he was punished by the school Open this scrap copper and rotten iron.I don't know what the wine bag and rice bag thought, so I opened the engine box and touched it symbolically, then jumped out of the car to light a cigarette.The people in the car were probably stunned for a while, and then they all began to swear in foreign dialects, swearing vividly and happily, but they didn't know what to swear.The unlucky driver who got out of the car quickly jumped up and shouted:

"The car is broken, what's the trouble!" Those outsiders may be afraid of being betrayed, and still scold them, very ignorant of current affairs.I am also a member of this unfortunate car.If I go back tomorrow, it's always the same - but I have to rush back at this hour and hit this scrap car again.I'm out of luck.It's time for my parents to look for me—it feels good to have them look for me again after a decade or so.In the past, when I was young, I only thought it was funny when I skipped classes. Now, I really want to laugh, but I don't think it's funny.Anyway, I'm trapped now, and if any violence happens, I can only watch from the sidelines.I haven't decided what to do, and it seems futile.I'm hungry.

It was getting dark so fast.The car died.