Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 60 Struggling
When Qingran returned home on Tuesday night, Li Qingmo still hadn't come back.

Aunt Liu said in the kitchen that she hadn't had time to feed the stray cats today.

Qingran put down her schoolbag, said hello to Aunt Liu, and went outside with cat food. She hadn't fed stray cats for a while, and she really wanted to meet those cats.

Nearly April, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the dawn time is longer.

The sun was still bright when Qingran walked under the old tree.

She habitually looked up at the tree, and there was no boy in black clothes and black pants on the tree branch. Qingran couldn't tell whether she was relieved or slightly disappointed.

She took out a small dish from the bag and put it on the ground, and poured cat food into the dish. She hadn't seen Qingran for many days. The stray cats were timid. At first, only one ran over, and gradually they grew up. The piles are all around.

The little stray cat that often surrounded Ji Yanchen's feet walked around Qingran twice, but didn't find a familiar figure, and it seemed a little lost.

'Meow' cried a few times before squeezing over to eat cat food.

Until the sun went down, the tall and thin black figure never came over.

Qingran put away the dishes, turned around and walked back in the setting sun, and looked back several times during the process. The stray cats jumped into the grass one by one, and the tall shadows of the old trees were stretched very long...

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The sun has not set yet.

The curtains of the black-and-white room were closed, and no light ever penetrated the room. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the atmosphere was depressing and suffocating.

Through the blurred light, a figure could be vaguely seen curled up beside the bed, with his head lowered, his fine hair covering his facial expression.

Time slipped away minute by minute, and the light in the room became even darker, almost engulfing the boy's figure in the darkness, but he didn't realize it, and just blindly fell silent in his own world.

There was a knock on the door, and Cui Yu's soft voice came out through the crack of the door: "Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan, can you hear me?"

There is no echo.

There was another voice from outside: "Xiaoyan, you have been in the room for a whole day, can you come out and have something to eat?"

The boy on the ground still maintained his original posture, motionless, as if he hadn't heard the anxious voice of his mother outside the door.

Cui Yu was about to cry, and Mrs. Zhou, who was wearing an apron, hurriedly advised her, "It's all right, I saw Xiao Yan return to the room with my own eyes this morning."

The tears that had been swaying in her eyes finally slipped down Cui Yu's face, she slid along the door and sat on the ground weakly, "Why is this happening again? Obviously it has been fine all this time..."

Mrs. Zhou quickly knelt down and helped Cui Yu up. She helped Cui Yu to sit on the sofa, and poured another cup of hot water for her.

Seeing that Cui Yu's face turned slightly better, Mrs. Zhou was relieved. She thought about comforting her: "Madam, Xiao Yan has been like this for a long time, please take it easy."

After so long, you should also look away.

Cui Yu took a sip of warm water, lowered his eyes sadly and did not speak.

Over the years, the hardships have come to an end, and she often persuades herself, so be it, no matter what, at least her child will always be by her side.

But during this period of time, she saw a glimmer of hope. She saw the change in her family Xiaoyan. Although it was subtle, it was hope after all.

When Ji Yanchen was looking at his phone yesterday, Cui Yu also knew that their mother and son were watching TV in the living room.

The WeChat notification sounded only twice, and Ji Yanchen suddenly walked out with his mobile phone.

Cui Yu knew that even if he asked him, he would not answer, so he just kept doing nothing and secretly followed behind Ji Yanchen who was going out.

At the entrance of the library, Cui Yu saw the girl who asked Ji Yanchen to go out. The child lived in the same compound when he was young, and she also knew that girl.

Back then, the little girl had opened her eyebrows and eyes, she never imagined that she would be so pretty.

Cui Yu never expected that her son would have a little Qingmei behind her back, and Xiaoqingmei was not bad in all aspects.

The girl was alert, but Cui Yu only took a few more glances, and she immediately looked suspiciously in Cui Yu's direction, thanks to Cui Yu hiding fast enough.

It was also that day that Cui Yu saw her son walking through the crowd with that girl. There was repulsion on his face, but he couldn't bear it.

Cui Yu followed all the way, almost weeping with joy, and when he told her husband about it when he came back, he still felt that it was all hard work.

She thought her son would get better little by little, who would have thought that he would backlash so badly?

Since he came back yesterday, Ji Yanchen locked himself in the room. Aunt Zhou said that he had never left the room, nor had he been in the room until now, except that he came to the living room in the morning to pick up a book he brought back yesterday. There is no sound.

Ji Yanchen felt that he was sitting in a small boat in the sea of ​​bitterness, and two voices rang out repeatedly in the sea of ​​bitterness.

A voice taunted him viciously in the sea of ​​suffering: "A person like you deserves to stay with me in the sea of ​​suffering in hell. What right do you have to dream of going ashore..."

Another voice gently persuaded him from the distant shore: "Senior Ji, come here, you see here is warm sunshine, singing birds and fragrant flowers, this is the right place for you..."

He couldn't help but looked up to the shore following the sound.

The girl on the shore has apricot eyes and raised eyebrows, red lips and bright teeth, and her smile is bright and sunny. She is wearing plain white clothes and her waist is as plain as expected. Fairy is out of place here.

The ghosts and monsters flying around did not dare to approach her at all.

She leaned over to look at him, with a bright light in her eyes: "Senior, come with me?"

Ji Yanchen stood up unconsciously, the small boat was floating in the black sea of ​​suffering, without direction.

A harsh voice suddenly sounded: "Go? Do you really want to go? Look at yourself. You can't stand in the world at all. How can you be with her?"

The boat swayed violently, Ji Yanchen steadied himself in the panic, the girl on the shore was still smiling, she stretched out her hand to him without saying a word.

The boat rowed towards that beauty at a high speed, and he stretched out his hand to hold on to that beauty tightly.

But the vicious voice was like gut-piercing poison, "Have you really thought about it? Ji Yanchen, you are in hell, why do you have to drag him to hell with you? After a long time, how do you know that people won't hate you? "

hate you?

The raised hand slowly fell, the boy closed his eyes, and finally passed by that beauty.

When he opened his eyes again, there was endless darkness in front of him, the girl had disappeared, and he was left alone in the endless sea of ​​suffering.

There was wanton laughter in my ears.

"Look! Look! You, you should stay with me in this darkness forever."

The sea of ​​bitterness was churning, the young man sat curled up in the boat, Fengshen's brows and eyes returned to dead silence.

He struggled hard in the world, and no one rescued him.

(End of this chapter)