Crazy Psychologist

The night is clear, but no matter how clear the night is, it cannot make everyone sleep peacefully.

The throbbing of the night urges the sadness that can be hidden during the day, and the loneliness that can be hidden during the day, to rush into the depths of the smoky path.

In an alley where I was clearing my mind, a man was running aimlessly, his steps were heavy and weak, his eyes were empty and tired, everything that passed his sight was like dust embedded in the worn floor, and he himself seemed to see it The world after life is broken and withered.

The sky is drooping and the evil wind is raging. The sorrel on both sides of the alley huddled behind the thick leek-like weeds, disappearing as much as possible, allowing the darkness to engulf the running man as much as possible.

The man no longer has any nostalgia in his mood. Life is a confusing scam.

He remembered this poem that he had read somewhere when he was a boy, maybe in a Chinese book.

The brain on his shoulder was still in place, but the man could no longer feel that the brain was still there. He continued to run aimlessly, continuing to be a lost mouse in the dark alley.

Life is a confusing scam.

Where did you read this sentence? Normally, men are not literary lovers. They play games, watch movies, and are busy doing business and making money. There are so many things worth being busy about, so how can they have time to pick up a book and read it?

After graduating from college, the man stopped reading and occasionally went to the bookstore to read a few best-selling books. When he saw the dense fonts neatly arranged on the white paper, the man's heart was like a ship encountering wind and waves on the sea, surging and stirring. Before the mast was about to be broken, the man finally closed the book in panic, pretending to look at the scholars around him as if nothing had happened, and sighed to himself - reading has really never been suitable for me.

The university is also a small college whose name sounds like a big name, but in fact it is not even ranked in the top three. The study atmosphere in the university is not as good as that in high school.

Thinking about it this way, this poem that is constantly chirping in my mind and turning up the volume more and more unscrupulously must have been read somewhere in high school or earlier.

Suddenly, he thought of Daudet's "The Last Lesson". Maybe it was this poem that appeared in that text? In short, it seems to have something to do with Dude.

After racking his brains, he couldn't figure out where this verse, which could be used as a portrayal of his current life, was and when it entered his memory.

Life is a bewildering deception.

Now he is in this trap, letting his soul return, and is about to die.

A clear and sharp thought penetrated the dark night. When he saw a dilapidated six-story building in front of him, he was sure that his life had reached the last moment of extinguishing.

I will go out, I will go out.

Unexpectedly, before death arrived, he had been running so embarrassed for nearly forty minutes, running wildly along the sea path. Wearing a black sports top and brown sports shorts, he looked like a young man in this city who likes to run at night. people.

Yes, he is still young, he is only 23 years old and his good years have just begun.

No, there won't be any anymore. There won't be any years or future.

He would go out, the moment and the present were painful to him, breathing would no longer come naturally, not from fatigue from running or from some physical illness. He was healthier than the young people he met on the road, and he was young and strong. He was at the age where he could make great plans and move forward courageously to achieve various goals in life.

His breathing was riddled with holes because of a woman, as if there was a cactus in his lungs, and every breath was like someone shooting a "thousand arrows" in his body.

That's right, it was that woman who ruthlessly played this card in his body, that romantic scam, that total defeat in which he planned the whole world but didn't expect to be plotted by her.

He was defeated without dignity, like a thief who had done something bad, a prisoner who abandoned his armor and ran away with his head in his arms.

Damn it, if there weren't so many people running on the Sea Walk, the rolling water would be a bed of roses suitable for death.

However, now, his wish is about to come true. He has to open the Pandora's box of this scam and crush it with his own hands.

Standing under the salty May night sky with the sea breeze, the sky surrounding the sea is as dark and ruthless as the sea in this city, and there is no life in the heart of the woman who is a thousand kilometers away.

Such a woman, she has decorated everything in the past few months so heart-pounding and sweet.

Suddenly, the night fell silently, there was no wind around, and there were no falling leaves. What fell on the stone floor of the alley was the night sky above his head.

Broken, shattered by the dull and ugly lips and the autumn pool rising every night, the last vivid night is about to come to an end.

He wanted to cry. When he knew that the woman he loved was just cheating on him, the first thing he thought about was crying, hugging a tree and crying, squatting on the rooftop and crying, lying on the steering wheel and crying.

But there were people around the big tree, and the silence on the rooftop jeered in the dark night. In the only private space in the car, her fragrance lingered for a long time, and the smell already made him vomit unbearably.

Therefore, the tolling of the death bell is particularly quiet, lonely, and unbearable.

The walls of the six-story dilapidated building have long been peeled off, like a person whose skin has fallen off, layer after layer. The dust on the iron windows in the corridor turned into broken chains. They sang in front of him and lamented behind him.

Life is a confusing scam.

The iron door on the top floor was ajar, and the man smiled. The last force that prevented him from staying in this world quietly disappeared. Hell opened the door for him, and he no longer needed to doubt the arrangement of fate.

One jump and everything was over.

There are enough regrets, falling in love is so pleasant, the feeling of being together is so wonderful, how could love at first sight become a scam.

After driving more than a thousand kilometers to her city, she held him in her arms and expressed her love for him till dawn.

After getting together for just one week, they decided to stay together.

He drove back to the city where he was born and raised, quit his job, and racked his brains to find a new job that would allow him to stay in the city where his lover lived forever.

It won't take long before his flexible business acumen will make their family happy.

But he was wrong. The second time he went to that desperate city with joy, the woman told him that she couldn't. She not only had a family but also children. All this was wrong.

Big joke, isn't it? He became the third party, the despicable person he was most ashamed of.

What about love? What about a lifelong promise? Is it just a game played on her whim?

Life is a confusing scam.

He was vulnerable, yes, vulnerable, and this night, he decided to end all pain.