[69 Book Bar - www.] On the road in the morning, bustling crowds passed by. At this time, it was the peak period for students to go to school. Boys and girls of all kinds were driving on the road. Some were sitting in their parents’ cars, comfortably
Arrive at school comfortably.
On the main road, among the crowds of people riding bicycles, a boy of about sixteen years old who was walking stood out quite conspicuously in the crowd.
His black eyes were lifeless, his black hair undulated slightly with the cold wind, and puff after puff of white smoke came out of his chapped lips. The simple school uniform and a black scarf were wrapped around his neck, indifferent.
He glanced at the crowd around him and continued walking with his head lowered.
The young man's name is Mengtian, and he is an ordinary child from an ordinary family. Since he was a child, he has liked to read books about strategizing, which makes his brain extremely flexible. But he has an incomplete family.
Mengtian originally had a warm family like everyone else, but unexpectedly, an accident took the life of his father, and his mother also died of excessive grief some time later. Suddenly, a
The complete family was broken up in an instant.
At this time, he was only living in a simple house purchased by his parents before his death, and he only relied on a meager subsidy provided by the government to maintain his life.
After looking at the sky with a wry smile, Mengtian shook his head, and Mengtian slowly stepped into the gate of his school and into his classroom.
In the classroom, a group of young and handsome students were chatting and laughing, and some were crazily making up homework.
The original Mengtian was also an extremely cheerful person, but since the death of his parents, he has completely closed himself off, has no feelings for anyone, and always looks cold.
He doesn't like to associate with others, and his grades have always been at the top of his grade. Coupled with Mengtian's cold demeanor and delicate appearance, he has attracted many girls' confessions, but he has coldly rejected them.
Walking to his seat, Mengtian sat quietly in his seat, looking out the window with indifferent eyes, showing no interest in anything around him. His classmates already knew his character, but no one came over.
A hot face touches a cold butt.
The class bell rang, the class teacher walked into the classroom, and the noisy feeling in the classroom immediately stopped.
The class teacher opened the textbook and began to lecture quietly. All the students also listened quietly to the teacher's lecture and took notes.
But Mengtian's face slowly turned pale. In fact, he felt waves of discomfort in his body, his mind slowly became dizzy, his eyes darkened, and he collapsed directly.
The students and the teacher were immediately shocked. Several students sitting next to Mengtian immediately helped Mengtian up. The teacher came over and took a look and immediately found that Mengtian had completely fainted and immediately called the hospital.
A classmate also immediately helped Mengtian up and looked at him anxiously, but everyone could only be anxious and could not do anything.
Not long after, the ambulance arrived at the school. After the doctor took Mengtian away, a group of classmates immediately followed. Although Mengtian usually had little contact with them, when they encountered some difficulties, Mengtian would remain silent.
to help them.
When he arrived at the hospital, the hospital immediately examined Mengtian. The results of the examination shocked all the students and teachers. He was terminally ill!
When Mengtian woke up, he was already lying on the hospital bed. He scanned his eyes and found no one. He slowly got up. Mengtian looked at his medical record card and picked it up.
The content made Mengtian feel cold in his heart.
Putting down the medical record card with trembling hands, Mengtian smiled bitterly, took a deep breath and lay down, looking at the ceiling.
"Finally, we can be relieved..." Mengtian smiled sadly. He stood up, pulled out the infusion tube, put on his own clothes, and left the ward.
With his hands in his pockets, Mengtian slowly walked back to his small house, opened the simple door, and everything familiar inside appeared in Mengtian's eyes.
There was nothing except a simple wooden bed, a few rusty tables and chairs, and some worn-out household appliances.
Mengtian sat quietly in the small house with a smile on his face. He remembered that when he was a child, his father hugged him and kissed his face affectionately. He still vaguely remembered that his father's beard pricked his face.
It hurts a lot.
Lying on the bed, Mengtian thought of his mother holding him when he was a child, with a pair of gentle and kind soft hands hugging his body. He also vaguely remembered the warmth of those hands.
Recalling everything, Mengtian laughed loudly, but tears slowly overflowed from the corners of his eyes. Taking out the sleeping pills he had just bought, Mengtian unscrewed the cap and poured almost the entire bottle of sleeping pills into his mouth.
, then poured it in with a sip of water and swallowed it completely into his belly.
"Dad, Mom, Xiaotian is here to see you." Mengtian smiled groggyly, slowly closed his eyes, and lay quietly on the simple wooden bed.
…
At the hospital, after the teachers and classmates discovered that Mengtian's figure had disappeared, they couldn't help but be anxious to death. They all went out to search for Mengtian in the city, but no one knew where Mengtian's home was, nor where Mengtian's favorite place to go.
, they could only search blindly. After a day, they had no choice but to call the police.
Three days later, the police found Mengtian in a simple wooden house, but at this time he was already cold all over, with a contented smile on his pale, temperatureless face.
A sad atmosphere filled the cabin.
Mengtian's funeral that day was attended only by his classmates and teachers. Everyone prayed sincerely for this tragic student and classmates, hoping that he would be reincarnated into a good family in his next life. Mengtian's body was also
Slowly push into the crematorium.
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