The glamorous curtain fell and scattered a cold thin layer on the ground, yesterday's brilliance turned into the foam of a mermaid.

  Thoughts are as tangled as a ball of thread that can't be found, thousands of threads woven into fine silk binding that soft heart, with some suffocating repression.

  The thin air seemed to have sucked out all the oxygen, and the previous ridicule kept echoing in his ears.

  Strange glances, whispers and sizing up from top to bottom

  Everyone's eyes were focused on me as if they were watching a clown.

  I thought the world described in the dark gray system was always far away from me.

  Zeng Tian's true obsession was crushed by the ugly and hypocritical reality, shattered into fine sand and scattered all over the ground.

  Close the sky blue door, only a narrow space can give that thread of peace.

  Fingertips swiped across the phone screen, and the dazzling words were like the scorching sun piercing through the eyes.

  That's why I once wanted to live a quiet life, being able to exist without any sense of presence and not wanting to be involved in any events.

  Lacking the courage to clarify, lacking the courage to confront, and only escaping will satisfy those who use malicious words to hurt people.

  Everything has developed up to now, and it's all because of one's own naivety.

  Fantasizing about being so blissfully ignorant for a lifetime

  Perhaps the gentle smile of a simple youth is always blooming for me in an instant.

  In the end, a bustling scene fell apart, scattering a chill all over the ground. The dream is over, and the heart is shattered.

  The fragmented and confused mind was finally annihilated in this irreparable downfall.

  A bitter taste at the corner of the mouth, just wanting to curl up in this small corner where sunlight can't reach, living a quiet and soundless life.

  The price of a glimmer of beautiful golden light is too heavy

  Lost everything, turned around and still returned to that corner, carrying a more exhausted body and mind than before, that darker corner.

  When I was lost in thought, suddenly, a bone-chilling coldness poured down from the top of my head without warning.

  The phone screen was a twisted seven-color, as if telling a fierce and resplendent story.

  All the resplendent beauty is built on that share of sorrow and tears.

  Outside the door came a piercing jeer, a sharp and shrill voice like fingernails on a blackboard, still with that arrogant swagger.

  "Hah, Su Mo Liang, you're quite bold, actually daring to slap me in public."

  I swear, you are absolutely the most shameless person I have ever seen with no capital to be shameless.

  Do you know? Those who are in the wrong will inevitably be beaten, and those who value their dignity will inevitably be trampled underfoot. Stop pretending to be noble there.

  Don't think about being pointed at, if you didn't want to, then don't go after things that aren't yours in the first place. Hmph, now getting splashed with a bucket of water feels refreshing, doesn't it?

  If you're still not awake and haven't lowered your unreasonable expectations of Su Hee-jae, I don't mind getting hurt again to splash a basin of water on you.

  By the way, for better effect, I have turned on the air conditioner. You shouldn't think you can easily get out of here either.

  At least having seen the nine characters 'Despicable Su Mocheng is inside, do not open' written on the door panel, it's impossible for someone with no eyes and no conscience to let him out.

  "Stay in the girls' bathroom before school lets out and enjoy the refreshing temperature."

  The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared into a chaotic space.

  The door seemed to still retain her arrogance, pungent perfume seeping through the air and spreading in the cold temperature.

  Every word and sentence was like a dense needle pricking the heart, the tightly clenched fingers turned white at the joints, and deep impressions were left on the palm.

  Before today, I had never experienced the horror of girls' intrigue and deception. Why do those flower-like faces hide such a dark heart?

  Water dripped down her cheeks and into her clothes, the temperature was a bit low. She looked like a drowned rat that had been drenched in the rain, her disheveled appearance made even herself want to laugh at it.

  The door was moved by hands and feet, and the height was also an insurmountable degree.

  As she said, wanting to rely on outsiders to go out is just wishful thinking with those nine words.

  Despair and helplessness are like icy waves crashing against the shore, sorrow flows upstream to form a river, dyeing the entire sea with pain.