"Bang..."

Zhang Yifan still couldn't help but throw his phone. The word "command" stimulated his entire brain. At that moment, he stopped thinking. He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to... throw his phone, he didn't listen to this voice, the sound that made him angry.

Zhang Yifan just stood on the balcony blankly. It is said that night is the most pretentious time for a person to be pretentious, because many times a certain sentence or a certain picture can make you feel so sad, or even to the point of being in a state of collapse. The best way to deal with it at this time is to end your thinking or chat with someone, so that the loneliness and melancholy in your heart will not overwhelm you.

Zhang Yifan is in this state now, and the past scenes that flashed quickly in his mind dragged him back into his memory. "It's so funny, I thought I had escaped!" Zhang Yifan whispered in a low voice, "It turns out that I just thought too much; it turns out that I have been in that pit until now."

Every time he opened a past picture again, Zhang Yifan felt a severe stab in his heart. Will his heart hurt? Yes, this inner pain will make people feel unbearable and is the most fatal.

The screen was turning faster and faster, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhang Yifan's eyes were ferocious when he pressed his hands upside down into his hair. No, it was really not possible. He really couldn't stand it. If he had been stabbed after turning a page of the screen, then his heart was already full of holes.

"Why! Why! Why!!!"

Zhang Yifan smashed the wall with both hands and shouted loudly, his voice full of pain and confusion. Yes, it was pain; yes, it was also confusion.

He didn't understand why he was born in this world, why he was born in such a place, why he was born in such a family, why no one cared about him, why never felt love, why there was so much bad luck, why did he bear all the bad things? He obviously worked very hard, but why didn't this damn good luck fall on him? Didn't he say that the hard work the harder he was, the luckier he was? Why did all the things that looked beautiful were so far away from him? Why did the more he cared about the more he could get it? Didn't he say that hard work rewarded? Didn't he say that children who love to laugh wouldn't be too bad? But why are all good things so far away from him? Sure enough, are fairy tales lie? Sure enough, don't I really have good luck? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm born as a human being. I'm really sorry.

"Yifan, are you okay?"

Lin Haotian asked very carefully, for fear that his tone would have a problem that stimulated Zhang Yifan. The three of them had just finished playing Three Kingdoms Kill. Although they lost the last game, he was still very happy. After all, they had not fought so happily for a long time. The dormitory door that was just two steps was open, which means that Zhang Yifan was in the dormitory. He thought Zhang Yifan had already slept and his steps were deliberately slowed down. However, after coming in, he heard the "bang bang" sound and was startled. He thought the dormitory was haunted, and he plucked the courage to go with the math brother Lao Moe.

After entering, I realized that it was not that the dormitory was haunted, but that Zhang Yifan was smashing the wall with his fists. He didn't know what was going on, but now Zhang Yifan seemed to be in a madness, constantly smashing the wall with his fists. Although he couldn't see Zhang Yifan's expression, Lin Haotian could still feel the huge sadness in Zhang Yifan's heart. But Yifan, no matter how unhappy you are, don't abuse yourself like this. There are many ways to vent, why should you choose this stupidest one? You are still the one who hurts like this, why are you doing this?

"Damn it! Are you sick? Stop me!"

The mouse went forward without saying a word to stop Zhang Yifan and prevented Zhang Yifan from continuing to hurt him.

"Rat, go away."

Zhang Yifan's voice was hoarse, his heart was in a deep valley. Is there any light in the world? Maybe there is, but I can't see it.

"Go away? Let your sister go! Do you think you are amazing to do this? Or do you feel very happy? Damn, you look like a fool, do you know? No, it's not like, you are even more stupid than a fool, at least a fool will not hurt yourself like this, and you won't harm yourself! Zhang Yifan said that you are a college student, can you not use such a naive method to solve the problem? What's the use of this method? What's the use of telling me? What's the use of apart from bandaging an extra sign of a disabled person in the hospital? I don't understand." The mouse panted, "Please, what can't be solved well? The sky is about to fall?

As the sky fell, there was still a tall man holding you. What's the matter with you, Zhang Yifan? Are you as for this? Well, even if others don't care about you, we are still there! We are brothers! Brothers! It's been since the first day when we entered this dormitory. Three brothers care about you. Yes, you don't want to say that we don't force you, but have you ever thought about us? If you are unhappy, we can be happy? What kind of bastard logic is this? If you are unhappy, tell us, we will play basketball, run, play games, go crazy, and vent the unhappiness in your heart. Is this difficult? Or is it that Zhang Yifan doesn't treat us as brothers? Ah?"

“Yes…sorry!”

Zhang Yifan was already in despair. To put it bluntly, it is not impossible to jump off the building if he is so autistic. The mouse is scolding him, but Zhang Yifan is not a fool. He can hear the care in his words. These words turned into spring breeze and warmed his heart. It turns out that I am not alone, but someone cares about me. At this moment, there is no need to explain the complex feelings in Zhang Yifan's heart. For a person who is disappointed in the world, you have to let him feel the warmth again and feel the light before he can cheer up again.

At that moment, the resentment in Zhang Yifan's heart scattered. Zhang Yifan raised his head. The mouse was breathing in his mouth because he spoke too quickly. Lin Haotian was looking at himself with a cautious look. Although the Mathematics Brother said nothing, there was no need to say the care in his eyes. These once again turned into spring breeze and warmed Zhang Yifan's heart again. But now he can only apologize except apologize. Haotian Mouse Mathematics Brother, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't know what happened to me just now, but I suddenly hurt myself. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!

"I'm sorry! You can understand!" The mouse breathed a sigh of relief, "Look at your bloody hands, are you happy now? Let's go, the hospital work."

"My..."

I was in grief just now and didn’t feel the pain. Now that I feel the spirit relaxed, Zhang Yifan feels it and it hurts. Is he really sick just now?

"Yifan, your phone." The Mathematics Brother picked up Zhang Yifan's cell phone that he threw to the ground.

"oh oh."

Zhang Yifan, who had returned to normal, looked at the crack in the center of the screen and felt distressed. What phone was thrown? Now, I can't help but use it to repair it.

“Buzz buzz…”

Although the screen is broken, it does not affect the function of receiving information on the phone. Who will send me a message at this time? Zhang Yifan clicked on the information and swept it over, his face changed a lot. The resentment in his heart gathered again, isn't it enough? What else do you want?

"Is it okay, Yifan?" Lin Haotian asked.

"No...it's okay."

Zhang Yifan quickly deleted the text message and changed his smile, so he could no longer worry Haotian and the others. Although he just scanned it, Zhang Yifan swears that he would never forget this message, haha, home? He Zhang Yifan didn’t! Never!
Chapter completed!