What is my dream
Ding Yi remained silent in the face of Lu Ze's inquiry.
He has not been able to sleep well for many days. He always feels empty in his heart, as if he has lost something very important to him in the middle of his heart.
That’s why I always wanted to come to Shuxiang Yayuan to find the lost things.
Ding Yi was very happy at this party today. He had not experienced this warm feeling for a long time.
The question raised by Lu Ze seemed to put him in the familiar but bottomless abyss.
Because, the abyss is where dreams are severely extinguished.
"I, I don't know."
The boy shook his head in confusion.
At this time, Lu Ze pulled out a piece of yellowed paper from under the seat.
He read in a clear voice, while the expression on Ding Yi's face became more and more confused as he listened.
“I hope to wake up one morning and face the happy smiling faces of my parents, the relaxed greetings of the teacher, and the students before the third year of high school or even the third year of junior high school. , even the innocent and simple look in kindergarten."
"I hope I can never grow up so that I can hold my father's dry hand and lean into my mother's warm arms."< /p>
“I also hope that I will grow up soon and become a real adult who can shoulder all the burdens that feel heavy now. At that time, I might be able to have my own children and make their lives easier. Happiness can help them not be as tired as me and fly further away."
"I hope"
"If I have the opportunity to say these words to my parents, How wonderful."
Lu Ze finished reading the contents of this piece of paper.
After listening, Ding Yi pointed to Lu Ze's hand in a daze, "Can I look at that piece of paper?"
Lu Ze handed over the yellowed piece of paper. When it reached Ding Yi's hand, the latter slowly lifted it up. He looked at the writing and content on the paper, his expression looking very complicated and difficult to understand.
"What I'm looking for seems to be this piece of paper"
"But it doesn't seem to be"
Ding Yi tilted his head. At this moment, he fell into a deeper dilemma. In great confusion.
Suddenly.
A crisp sound brought his thoughts back to reality.
I saw Lu Ze coming to the small blackboard and tapping the word Ding twice hard.
"Ding Yi."
"What you are looking for is not actually the piece of paper you wrote on."
"It is the one you once threw away." Dream."
"You lost yourself."
The curtains fluttered, and a breeze happened to blow, and the one on the table was filled with Ding Yi's dreams. The paper was blown and fell to the ground.
Ding Yi’s two hands were entangled together. At this momentHis heart was in turmoil.
I am Ding Yi.
But am I me?
"Do you have the confidence to pick up your lost dream again?"
"Even if it requires another painful experience A very difficult senior year of high school"
"Even if this requires you to overcome a series of difficulties and obstacles in your heart"
"Ding Yi, do you want to sink into this, or do you want to raise your head and look for it? What about the light of dawn?"
Lu Ze didn't say much.
This is all he can do. The real road must be walked by Ding Yi himself.
Qiao Yingzi's eyes were full of encouragement, "Ding Yi, I haven't told anyone. In fact, I once had the idea of getting it over with. Life is really tiring because I can't do what I want. It’s too painful to live in this way.”
“But this is no reason for us to give up.”
“Death is easy, the real difficulty is gritting your teeth and persisting all the way. Go on."
Lin Lei'er and Ji Yangyang also expressed their own difficulties.
Fang Houhou waved his hand casually in this atmosphere, "What a big deal. Parents' ideas are their own and we can consider them, but the real decision-making power in life is in our own hands. "
"Like me."
"My dream is to become a real an"
A smile appeared on Ding Yi's face.
He stood up slowly and bowed solemnly to his fellow students.
"Thank you."
"Thank you."
"Although I don't know how to take my future path."
"But I think I can't go on like this."
"Because I really want to have a good sleep."
I saw Ding Yi bending down slightly. , picked up the yellowed paper on the ground.
What is written above is his dream.
He gently touched the thin paper, but the dream written on it was full of weight.
"I hope"
Before leaving, Ding Yi's father and Ding Yi's mother thanked Lu Ze and the others.
They personally felt that their son's eyes were no longer as dull as before, and he spoke more.
At this time, they just want their son to be safe.
After Ding Yi and his family left, Lu Ze and others also went back to their respective homes to find their own people
Qiao Yingzi rejected everyone’s request for help and is now cleaning up alone. While looking at the living room after the party, Song Qian, with extremely red eyes, appeared in front of her.
Song Qian heard every word she said during the party just next door.
The girl holding the broom raised her head
"Mom"
Before she could say anything else, Song Qian in front of her hugged her directly, and the woman opened her mouthHe began to cry loudly.
"Mom only now realizes how wrong she was."
"Mom only now remembers how much I hated your grandma's way of educating me, but I put the same The same method was used on my own daughter, and it even got worse."
"I'm sorry Yingzi"
"I'm sorry"
Looking at the former one. Song Qian felt extremely uncomfortable when the high-spirited boy Ding Yicheng turned into such a dazed state.
She simply could not imagine how her mother would live if something happened to Yingzi one day. Song Qian, who was listening to the conversation next door, felt as if her heart was being twisted.
It turns out that the pressure of the entire family has been transferred to Yingzi alone unknowingly, and the conflict with Qiao Weidong made the child caught in it.
Song Qian finally understood how wrong her self-righteous excessive care was.
Qiao Yingzi patted her mother's back gently.
"Mom."
"I want to eat skewers"
When Lu Ze got home, he lay comfortably on the sofa.
The final outcome of Ding Yi’s matter still depends on his own wishes.
There is no real empathy in the world.
Others only give suggestions, and you have to walk your own path.
Lu Ze has not forgotten the great hero of this operation.
WeChat sent a voice message directly to Agent Qiao Weidong.
"Tonight, tonight."
"Your ex-wife and your daughter must both need your shoulder."
"Received Please reply."
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