Faint Lord

The day after eating beef tenderloin, Li Yu went to make up lessons, and their math teacher also served as the head teacher. A middle-aged woman in her 40s left Li Yu behind after class, asked him about his recent studies, and asked him about the future direction of the college entrance examination, " The teacher just wants to hear if you have a particularly favorite profession, such as a doctor or a lawyer." Li Yu shook his head, he had no special ideas about the profession, and their teacher nodded after listening, "After that, the second semester will be divided into subjects, I I don’t necessarily want to be your class teacher anymore. The teacher also gave you a suggestion. I just want to get into a good school. Your grades may not be stable. You can be an art student and study fine arts."

Art students have always had low requirements for cultural subjects, but Li Yu can't draw at all, "But I don't have the foundation." "If you make up your mind, this can be practiced." Their teacher saw that he was hesitant, but just Tell him not to be too nervous, "It's just a suggestion. I haven't started the second year of high school. If your grades improve, you can concentrate on studying. If you don't do well, this is also a way out."

Li Yu was weighing all the way home. As an art student, he never thought about learning painting, but what the head teacher said was not unreasonable. With his grades, he didn't have much hope of getting into a good university. Instead of not knowing the result It's better to be safe than to fight hard. He doesn't have what he wants to be, so he can learn something different.

He is afraid of failure, afraid that he will still be defeated after trying his best.

When I walked back upstairs, I remembered that I had dinner at Yang Guang’s house yesterday, but I didn’t bring back the glass jar used to heat the meal. When I knocked on his door, I felt a smell inside. He had been thinking about learning art just now, so he didn’t He smelled it, and only when he stood at the door did he feel the faint smell of gas in his house.

He only knocked harder, and finally it turned into a knock on the door. He called Yang Guang's name, and the man opened the door with slippers on, wearing a singlet and shorts, with curled hair and a sleepy face, and saw him. He also laughed twice in a daze.Li Yu pushed him away, and the smell of gas in the hall was even heavier. He ran to the kitchen next door and saw the noodles cooking in the pot. It is estimated that after the man fell asleep, the water overflowed the pot and put out the fire, but the gas was still on. with.

He turned off the gas and opened all the windows. Before Yang Guang could react, he saw him open the window, "I still have the air conditioner on." "Are you cooking noodles?" "Ah, noodles, I forgot. It's all done.", he hurried into the kitchen, and when he came out, he said thankfully, "It's not burnt." After yawning, he realized that there was a pungent smell in the room, "This side is not burnt, what kind of smell."" The smell of gas." Li Yu looked at him, trembling all over, and just wanted to punch him a few times.

"Gas leak?" He looked into the kitchen incredulously, "How did it leak?" "You are an idiot." He took a deep breath and turned his back to leave.Yang Guang also listened to too many "nice words" from Li Yu during this time, and he suddenly scolded him again, making him confused, "It's not the gas, and I didn't turn it off on purpose." "No It's gas? Do you know that if no one finds out, no one will know that you died today." This was the first time he saw Li Yu get angry, and his always calm eyes made waves, almost drowning him Dead, but he was at a loss and gagged, "Hey, I'm a useless person anyway, it's the same whether I die or not."

He finished speaking with a smile, but Li Yu didn't speak anymore. Yang Guang didn't even dare to look at him, but felt that his hands and feet were stiff, and the breath in his throat trembled shortly, making syllables that seemed like a smile but not a smile.He glanced at Li Yu quietly and carefully. This was the first time he saw him smile. The hot summer wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the corners of his slightly upturned eyes were red for some reason. This is a kind of sadness A smile that was so sticky that it could not be melted away, "Yeah, you people, you are just living in your own world, you are the most selfish people, you can only feel sorry for yourself, you can only see your own pain, and everyone else regardless of."

This is also the first time he saw Li Yu crying, and it shouldn't be said that he was crying. His tears were in his eyes and did not flow, "You don't think about the pain of those who care about you, and you don't know how much others are. Before he finished speaking, he laughed a few times, turned around and left, and closed the door forcefully.

"Who cares about me?", his inquiry was not answered, it was only hidden in the door, in the wind, in the dust that no one saw.

Li Yu felt that closing the door, walking to the door of his own house, opening the door, and closing the door had exhausted all his strength. He squatted by the shoe cabinet in the entrance, his father's photo was blurred in his eyes, he seemed to stop laughing, dumb Say to yourself, "Shigemitsu, that's it, there's no future."

Since people grow hate, water grows east.