flustered night talk

Qingling.I heard him calling my name.Yin Feng, he was standing on the guardrail of the roof, looking at me with a smile.

Don't stand on it, it's dangerous.I said nervously.

No, I'm not afraid at all.Yin Feng said with a smile.He held out his hand to me.

Hold me, and you will no longer be afraid.He said.His voice was gentle, with a certain allure.

I gently reached out to him, but just when he was about to grab me.But he withdrew it.

One day, I will hold your hand and never let go, but not now.he said with a smile.I saw the body leaning back.

don't want!Startled, I ran towards him.I was standing on the roof, and I saw him lying on the ground, facing the roof.He was looking at me, eyes fixed.

He is dead, Qing Ling.A strange girl appeared behind me.

do you remember himshe asked with a smile.

I looked at her in bewilderment.

I know you don't remember, since that day, you have forgotten a lot of things, you no longer have happiness, and you no longer have sadness.the girl said.

Something was pressing on my chest, I couldn't breathe, I wanted to scream, I wanted to break what was holding me down, to breathe again, to be free.Those dusty clips flashed through my mind, and the show began.

When we grow up, will we get married?Yin Feng asked.

Come down quickly, this is a guardrail, not a balance beam.I looked at him nervously and said reproachfully.

If you're worried about me, just hold my hand so I won't fall.He said with a smile as he walked.I looked at him, terrified.

Come down quickly, the teacher will scold you when you see it.I said.

I am not afraid.He said.

Then what are you afraid of?I asked curiously.

I'm afraid you ignore me.He said bluntly.In front, some students were walking towards us. They stared at us with suspicion on their faces.

If you don't come down again, I really ignore you.I pretended to be angry and said, ready to leave.

He tried to grab me, but couldn't.

I thought he would come down soon, but I didn't hear the sound of him coming down. I saw the terrified expression of the classmate walking towards me, and my heart rose at that moment.A heavy voice came from downstairs.

I turned around and jumped at the guardrail.Yin Feng opened his eyes wide. He was looking at me, looking straight at me, while I was upstairs looking at him.

Did you sleep well last night?the doctor asked with a smile.

I had a terrible dream, I dreamed that Yin Feng left me.It took me a while to remember to answer his question.

Do you remember him?the doctor asked calmly.

He's a friend you grew up with, isn't he?Do you remember your past?he asks.

I shook my head.

No matter how hard I try, I can't remember everything you guys said.I only remember our meeting in college, I don't remember anything else.I said distressedly.

Don't worry, I'm sure you'll remember that, and when you don't force yourself to forget, when those sad memories clear away like smoke, you'll be living happily like everyone else.The doctor said.

I smiled and nodded.

Dark clouds covered the entire sky, turning day into night.

Outside the window, thunder and lightning disturbed the patients in the entire hospital, and uneasy shouts resounded throughout the building.The medical staff was busy, comforting the patients.

I stood in front of the window, looking at the light that suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and couldn't help smiling happily.

Are you afraid?He asked, forget-me-not forever in his hands.

I will not be afraid.I said softly.But my words stayed on my lips, because I saw only my image on the glass.

I turned around slowly, and he was still standing by the door.

You are trembling and say you are not afraid.he reproached.

I just looked at him and didn't speak.

I brought you flowers.he said with a smile.

What happened?I asked tremblingly.

what are you talking about?Are you sick?He looked at me confused, he wanted to touch my forehead but I avoided it.I looked at the window, where the lightning just hit it, and there was still only my image there.

I'll call the nurse, you're shaking with fear.he said with concern.

he died.A voice said in my ear, and the laughter was piercing.

There was a crisp sound, and my aunt hugged me who was sitting up.

What’s wrong with you?You're screaming, what the hell are you dreaming about?My aunt looked at me and asked with concern.I just stared blankly at the broken glass on the floor.