Chapter 205: Compose a blue sunny day: Happiness is so simple
"Haha, let me ask you weakly, that..." Ba Xiaogua reacted with a trembling heart and looked at me a little embarrassed.
"I know what you want to ask." I walked in front of the camera and put away my fun
"Yes, I am just like Yan Yeyi said. I am an orphan who died mysteriously in St. Mary's Orphanage sixteen years ago. Everyone has the right to live. I don't have a father, but I have a mother who loves me.
, I don’t care about your ridicule, because one day, you will also understand that I envy you.”
After a pause, my nose started to feel sore, and my eyes gradually became moist. I endured choking.
He continued: "I envy you that you can act coquettishly to your parents, eat and go shopping with them... To me, these are just flowers in the world and the moon in the water... But, I am Han Qing, Han Qing who belongs to sunny days,
I never complained about my lot.”
The tears finally ran out and rolled into the corners of my mouth. The salty molecules spread on my taste buds.
Hitomi Goha walked up to me and gently held my hand in his warm palm.
A feeling of peace penetrated my whole body. It turns out that happiness is so simple
"The person who complains about life can only spin around in trouble forever. In fact, I am also afraid. I am afraid that without your ridicule, I will become stronger." I suddenly enlightened and showed a super sunny smile to Jiantou.
"Don't tell others that I cried!" I wiped away my tears and made a funny face to Jingtou mischievously.
"Ha ha…"
A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the entire campus. It was not ridicule, not sarcasm, just the simplest thing about making me laugh.
I swear, I will hate myself for the rest of my life because of this face today
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Classmate Han Qing, I admire you..."
Ba Xiaogua and the classmates in the club all had runny noses and tears, looking at me dumbfounded.
"Worship me! This is the effect you want, hahaha..."
In fact, maybe only Jinbao and them know that under my smile, there is still a heart full of holes.
"Squeak..." Pushing open the classroom door, in addition to admiration, there is more murderous intent
"Han Qing, please explain to me the reason why you evaporated."
Sure enough, Teacher Yan Jia was wearing her silver-rimmed glasses. The lenses seemed to have a layer of reflection, and a four-pointed star gathered at the end of the lens, dangerously stimulating my blue pupils.