flustered night talk

I still remember the scene when I saw Lin Juan for the first time.She arrived at five in the morning, before full light and we were all asleep.

At that time, because she woke everyone up, everyone was a little angry.

When I woke up the next day, I saw a juicy girl sitting on the bed looking at us and laughing.

My name is Lin Juan.she said.

I'm sorry to disturb everyone's dreams this morning.she says.

What you said seems to be yesterday, I always regard the time before dawn as the day before.Hannah stretched and said.

We were all happy, and that was a thing of the past.

Before I knew it, two months had passed, and Lin Juan's bed and desk were already empty.

I never knew that after a person died, her belongings would be missing like that one by one.Then there is nothing left but memories.

Neither of us mentioned Lin Juan. Sometimes I have an illusion that Lin Juan is just a person who appeared in our dreams, and she never really appeared.

These two months have been peaceful, I haven't had any more nightmares, and I haven't seen anything strange, everything is still.

Until I met Lin Hao again.

Seeing me, he looked unnatural.

how are things?I broke out of an awkward situation.

Very good, are you still sad?he asks.

Before I could answer him, a hand was already holding his.

Who is this?A smiling girl appeared in front of us.I ignored her words, I just stared at their handshake.

Is a school girl.he explained.

oh.the girl said.

I see a book I like over there, I'll go and have a look first!I said to them.

Why am I still sad?

Shen Qingling.While I was in a daze, I heard someone calling my name.

It was Wang Wei and a stranger, and the strange thing was that the stranger was calling my name.

I looked at him in bewilderment.

Don't remember?I am your classmate in junior high school. Although I am only a classmate in the first year of junior high school, I still remember you and the stories you wrote.he said with a smile.

I racked my brains and still couldn't think of him, so I had to smile awkwardly.

Shouldn't it be Qingling's beauty that made you remember?Why a story?As soon as we sat down, Wang Wei asked.

Of course, I remember being unable to sleep for two nights because of her story.said the boy.

Forgot to tell you, my name is Yin Feng.he said with a smile.

Tell that story now!Wang Wei can't wait to hear the story, and I'm also curious about what kind of story it is.

It's a story about a princess and a clown.He said.I don't have the slightest impression, and I really don't remember when I wrote such a story.

In a beautiful castle lived a beautiful and lonely princess.One day, a theater troupe came to this beautiful castle.The princess went to see the performance of the troupe, and the clown of the troupe made the princess laugh, which was hardly smiling. That was the happiest day for her.Since then, the clown has often entered the palace to perform for the princess.The clown always plays hard because he is in love with the beautiful princess.The clown is still ugly after removing makeup, how can he be worthy of the princess?

The princess is about to marry the cruel prince, and the clown can't bear it, but he has no choice but to worry.what to do?

The princess went to see the clown for the last time and bid farewell to the clown, but she accidentally drank the poisoned wine prepared by the prince for the clown.

The beautiful princess wanted to see the clown's smile the most before she died, but the clown was too sad to smile.

He finally thought of a way to cut his face with a knife, a beautiful and pleasant arc, but the princess didn't see it.The clown could only laugh forever, because the arc grew on his face, but the princess didn't see it.

You narrate the story as if you were writing poetry, horrific and brutal.Yin Feng looked at it with a weird smile.

Since then, I will remember you.He said.

Really a scary story.Wang Wei stuck out his tongue at me.

I can't see that there is such a side under your gentle and beautiful face.Wang Wei said with a smile.

I smiled at him, I can't remember the story, but I remembered a dream I had before.

How could it be such a coincidence?I was very confused.