Imprisoned and let go

It was already past four o'clock in the morning, and the eastern sky was faintly orange.The cool morning breeze blew into the entire dormitory with bursts of coolness, it was already early winter.He was clearly wearing a shirt not long ago, but now it was as cold as winter.

Jia Zi woke up from the cold, muttering and cursing, wondering who forgot to close the window last night, and when he was about to get out of bed to drain the water, he saw the person sitting on the balcony.He got up and pushed the old Hu at the end of the bed, and the old Hu slapped Jiazi away, cursing, "Jiazi, don't sleep in the morning, what a ghost!"

Jia Zi didn't speak, and pointed to Zhang Yan who was sitting motionless on the balcony.Zhang Yan has been sitting on the balcony since he came back yesterday afternoon, and now Zhang Yan's bed is clean, obviously he just sat on the balcony all night.Lao Hu looked at Zhang Yan for a while, and Zhang Yan stared into the distance without blinking, not knowing what he was looking at.

Lao Hu and Jia Zi climbed out of bed and pulled Ma Ming up under the bed.Lao Hu and the others knew clearly that Zhang Yan must have encountered something that could not be solved.It would not be an exaggeration to say that Zhang Yan is born with pride, so he is proud, has a bad temper, and does not listen to anyone's advice. He is doomed to be young and frivolous.But he is fresh, real, and reckless.But no matter what kind of Zhang Yan it is, it will definitely not be this Zhang Yan who is staring at the east blankly.

Beer bottles were scattered all over the balcony. Zhang Yan lay on the chair and stared straight into the distance. When Lao Hu's hand patted Zhang Yan's shoulder, tears suddenly fell from Zhang Yan's eyes, drop by drop. fell to the ground.

Lao Hu and the others suddenly froze, not daring to speak, not daring to disturb Zhang Yan.People like Zhang Yan were destined not to cry from birth. Now that Zhang Yan has become like this, Lao Hu and the others don't know how to comfort him.

After a long time, Zhang Yan got up and smiled, "Old Hu, go to sleep. I'm fine, I'll go out and buy some breakfast." After speaking, Zhang Yan got up and left.Lao Hu and the others didn't even have time to speak to persuade him.He could only watch Zhang Yan open the door and walk out of the bedroom.

It was past five o'clock, and the sky was completely lit up.The cold wind in the morning blew on Zhang Yan's body, Zhang Yan shivered, and suddenly became a little awake.He was standing on the road to the third canteen, and after a long time, he started to run fast.The surrounding scenery retreated quickly, and he screamed loudly, with despair and boundless depression.

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When Zhang Yan walked out of Eleven's apartment with his luggage, Lao Hu, Jia Zi, and Ma Ming followed closely behind.Downstairs in the dormitory, Zhang Yan bid farewell to Lao Hu and the others. "Yanzi, when will you come back to live?" Lao Hu asked.

"I will definitely come back this semester. Don't be so sad. It's not a life-and-death farewell. My lords, everyone should be happier." Zhang Yan smiled softly.

"Okay, it's a deal. Brothers are waiting for you this semester. If you come back late, we will definitely beat you up." Jia Zi smiled and waved his fist.

It wasn't until Zhang Yan's figure disappeared from sight that Lao Hu and the others slowly turned and left.

Zhang Yan was sick, he was such a sunny person, it was unbelievable to say it, but he began to suffer from insomnia all night, and as soon as he fell asleep, he saw blood dripping from the bed, and a pale arm that was almost broken.

He woke up every night, frightened and restless.He became anxious, fearful.Once locked in a room, he began to be out of breath.He was like a fish being strangled by the throat, gasping for breath.Zhang Yan's mother thought it was asthma, and she was scared to death, but after a check, there was nothing wrong with it.But when Zhang Yan got sick, it seemed as if he was going to die in the next second.The doctor said that this was a psychological effect, as long as Zhang Yan let him go, he would recover.

But Zhang Yan didn't know why this happened. He just couldn't sleep every night. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would see the pale wrist dripping with blood. The wound on the wrist almost cut off the whole arm.

Night after night, he almost woke up in tears and fright. Zhang Yan began to become taciturn, with a persistent depression in his whole body. The once sunny boy was now like a corpse that was about to grow old.Zhang Yan's mother stopped working and stayed by Zhang Yan's side day and night.She desperately tried all the ways to make Zhang Yan fall asleep without having nightmares.But Zhang Yan still woke up from the nightmare day after day. Zhang Yan began to be afraid of going to sleep. He opened his eyes wide every day, staring straight at the orange light on the roof.

Zhang Yan spoke the first words when he returned home half a month later. He said, "Mom, I'm going to see him soon."

Zhang Yan's mother suddenly cried while holding Zhang Yan, her child, why did it become like this.What the hell did she do to punish her child like this.

It was at this time that Lao Hu called. Lao Hu said, "Yanzi, Ye Lei proposed at the teacher's college today. When will you come back?"

Zhang Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and coughed violently, almost coughing up his heart, liver, spleen and stomach.Without stopping for a moment, Zhang Yan immediately packed his luggage and ran to the door.

Zhang Yan's mother couldn't hold him back at all. She chased Zhang Yan and rushed out of the door, but she collapsed to the ground in fright at the corner of the door.

A speeding taxi turned the steering wheel crazily, but everything was in vain after all, Zhang Yan's body floated up slightly, and then fell violently to the ground.A large area of ​​bright red quickly dyed the whole ground red, and Zhang Yan's mother collapsed on the ground, trying to call her child in horror, but found that she seemed to have lost her voice.She, after a long time, suddenly stood up crying and ran to Zhang Yan's side.

At the moment when Zhang Yan fell into darkness, he suddenly saw the person on the blood-stained bed.The boy lying on the bed was thin and small, his whole body was like a wilting flower, blooming quickly and then withering quickly.This was the Ye Lei he had never seen before. He was incredibly obedient, his long eyelashes cast a large shadow on his pale face, and Zhang Yan's tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

Ye Lei's voice sounded beside his ear, Zhang Yan, I never want to meet you again in my next life.