Don't walk into that good night gently,

Old age should burn and roar at dusk;

Rebuke, rebuke the disappearance of light.

...

———"Don't walk into that good night gently" by Dylan Thomas

...

"Boom--"

A sudden thunder sound interrupted my thoughts when doing the questions.

"..." I glanced at the messy draft paper and said "tsk" unhappily.

"Damn it, such a big thunder..."

"Scared me-"

"What's the situation? I feel like this thunder is above my head--"

"Quiet! Quiet! Continue to study on your own—"

Looking out the window, the sky was gloomy and terrible, with a storm coming and the mountain was filled with a building...

But... I bit my lip.

Actually, I'm a little afraid of the dark.

As I remember, when I was in elementary school, there was once such a gloomy weather and it rained heavily.

The classmates in the class were picked up by their parents one after another, and before they knew it, I was the only one left.

I was bored and played with my pen, looking outside from time to time, and then continued to turn my pen.

I have finished my homework and I have nothing to do.

"Cancan, aren't you leaving yet? Waiting for mom and dad?" The math teacher saw me when he passed by the door of the classroom and asked, "Do you need the teacher to call them and ask them to pick you up?"

"No," I looked out the window calmly, "I'll wait for the rain to stop."

"Don't you really need to let your parents pick you up?" The teacher was a little worried.

"Need not."

"Okay, I'm in the office. If you have any questions, you can come to the teacher for help."

“…good teacher.”

Two hours later—

"..." Seeing that the rain had no intention of stopping, I stood up and took my schoolbag and walked to the first floor, "Teacher, can you lend me an umbrella?"

...

It was raining heavily and there were no people on the road.

I walked slowly on the road alone, feeling that I was almost about to melt into the rain...

I reached out my hand outside the umbrella and felt the raindrops constantly touching my fingertips...

It's really comfortable, I think so.

I like rainy days, raindrops touch my fingertips, and I like the feeling of giving myself completely to nature.

No wonder... I thought of something and smiled unconsciously.

"What are you doing? The sleeves are wet!"

"It feels so comfortable! Come and try it!"

"No! What my mom wants to say."

"Don't forget it, I'll play it myself!"

"I won't be able to get an umbrella with you anymore Humph! Go in the rain and go!"

"Don't push me-"

...

"You have been living with your grandparents before you went to elementary school? What a coincidence, so do I."

"Then we are all left-behind children? We share the same illness."

"It's okay, this is probably fate."

"That's too destined, almost exactly the same."

"Hehe~"

“?Ya VYa?”

...

"Then are you going to stop talking to her and be like a stranger?"

"have no idea."

"Why did it turn out like this? Have you asked her why?"

"...No. When I realized it, she stopped talking to me."

“So complicated.”

“…”

...

History is always surprisingly similar, and this is not without reason.

From childhood to adulthood, I have been constantly gaining, losing, getting, losing again.

So, from beginning to end, I have nothing.

I don't know what I did wrong, or maybe it was a mistake from the beginning.

Humans are very complex creatures, how can they easily understand them?

Some things are simple but profound.

I didn't understand it before, but now I have to understand it.

Everyone can understand it but only themselves.

After all... I became the person I least want to be.
Chapter completed!