When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 217

I think I'm really crazy.

I don't even dare to go to the toilet overtime, but I have the courage to do such a bold thing.

Skipping classes, this is what the social scum in my mother's mouth would do.

I don't have a phone, and the phone booth charges 50 cents for a call. I don't have 50 cents, so I walked to the cram school and told the teacher that I want to take a leave.

The teacher asked me: What's the matter?

I really want to tell him that I don't want to go to class today, I want to go out and play.

But when the words came to my lips, they turned into: I'm not feeling well, I want to take a leave.

I have courage, but not much.

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The sky is as blue as a gem, I sit on a bench in the park, quietly in a daze.

I don't have to do anything, being in a daze is a luxury for me. If I hadn't made an appointment with Gu Zhiyi, I could sit here for a whole day.

The weeping willows by the stream are swaying, and the slender willow branches hang down on the water, swaying gently with the breeze, and occasionally causing circles of tiny ripples.

Along with the breeze came Gu Zhiyi.

She walked along the path beside the stream, a simple white cotton dress wrapped around her slender body, with a circle of fine lace dotted around the neckline, like dewdrops on petals in the morning.

The hem of her dress just reached her knees, swaying gently with her steps, like a blooming lily.

"Let's go." Gu Zhiyi walked in front of me with curved eyebrows.

The world seemed to be paused, and I was stunned for several seconds before standing up.

The knowledge learned from books is not enough to describe my mood at the moment.

I only know that at this moment, my world filled with black and white formulas has been injected with new colors.

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This was my first time drinking milk tea, and Gu Zhiyi paid for it. I lacked social skills and didn't realize that it was a very embarrassing thing to let a girl pay for it.

I only know that it tastes good, the best thing I have ever tasted in my life.

Zhiyi asked me: Is it delicious?

I said: It tastes good, it tastes like happiness.

We were strolling on the street, and there were several other classmates walking with us. Perhaps Zhiyi had greeted them in advance, so they did not ignore me because of my usual loneliness, but greeted me enthusiastically.

I also tried very hard to respond.

We went to the park, the museum, the shopping street, and many other places together, and saw many things I had never seen before.

I am sure that skipping this class will not affect my grades, but this afternoon will be unforgettable for me.

I made a lot of money.

Even if my mother wants me to kneel for six hours later, it doesn’t matter. I will do it myself this time, and Qingyun will not do it for me.

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When I got home, I was ready to face the trial.

But fortunately, my mother didn’t seem to notice it, and just asked about my study situation today.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe the teacher thought that this idiot who only knew how to study would not lie, so he didn’t call to ask my mother.

I said: I learned a lot.

This was the first time I lied to my mother, the first time I skipped class, and the first time I took off the chain around my neck.

My mother told me that studying was the top priority, the college entrance examination was everything in my life, and I didn't need to worry about anything else.

But my mind was full of gardenias on the windowsill, and I couldn't hear a word of my mother's words. I called Qingyun out.

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After dinner, I quietly hid a few grains of rice in my palm and took them back to the room to feed the bird under the bed.

I seemed to be getting bolder and bolder.

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After that afternoon, my life was still the same as before.

Gu Zhiyi had good grades, was beautiful, and loved to laugh. Teachers and classmates liked her.

During the day, she was always surrounded by a group of friends, and I didn't dare to talk to her at all.

But at night, I was no longer in the mood to read. I always kept an eye on her actions with my peripheral vision, looking forward to the note handed over.

If I could receive it, my dream tonight would definitely be sweet.

Finally, the small note with beautiful handwriting was handed over.

Gu Zhiyi: Good evening.

I held the note in my palm, quietly put it back in my pocket, and replied to her:

Good evening to you too.

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Zhiyi asked me to go out this Saturday.

I agreed without hesitation.

But if I was sick for two weeks in a row, the teacher would definitely be suspicious. If he asked my mother, I was worried that I would lose my only happiness.

So I decided to make myself really sick.

I didn't sleep all night, which would make me look more haggard. All night long, I looked up at the ceiling, thinking in my mind, what will Zhiyi wear tomorrowColored skirt?

At five in the morning, I got up from the bed on tiptoe, took off my clothes, opened the window of the room, and let the cold wind hit me wantonly.

In this way, I can catch a cold, have a fever, and get a day of freedom.

It doesn't matter if I feel uncomfortable.

I always think that psychological happiness is far greater than physical happiness.

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I am still too naive.

Since elementary school, I have been standing on the balcony every morning, reading in the cold wind, and my body has long been adapted.

I have no signs of dizziness or sneezing at all, and I even instinctively want to go to school.

My mother is really smart. While controlling my psychology, she also exercises my body.

But I was unwilling to give up. I locked myself in the bathroom, facing the mirror, and inserted my finger into my throat.

An extremely uncomfortable feeling came suddenly, and I lay on the sink and vomited, with snot and tears all coming out.

My mother heard the noise and came over and asked me what was wrong.

I paused for a moment, pointed at the vomit in the sink, and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

My mother nodded, turned around and walked out.

When I returned to the living room, she had already brought a cup of hot water to me.

Other than that, she didn't say anything.

I took the hot water, sipped it, and whispered to my mother: Can I skip class today?

She said: Can you still move? It's just a minor illness. The money has been paid. Just hold on.

She told me the story of Helen Keller, and my thoughts suddenly went back to a day in elementary school.

That day, I vomited blood while eating breakfast. My mother sent me to school and told the teacher that I was not feeling well today, so he canceled my physical education class today and changed it to self-study in the classroom.

I can't escape it, unless I die.

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I missed the appointment.

Sitting in the cram school, I stared at the textbook with empty eyes, but my mind had already flown away.

What is Zhiyi doing now?

Is she waiting for me in the park?

If I can't wait, will she be angry?

Will she ignore me and never send me notes again?