Chapter 227 This is a tragedy
Looking at the gradually rising moon, Feiying's heart suddenly felt light, as if she had suddenly figured things out.
The feeling is like the first ray of sunshine in winter, warm and bright.
Tao Yao's words were like a key that opened a door deep in her heart.
Those chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear, like moonlight penetrating the clouds and illuminating the dark night sky.
Every question has an answer, and every confusion has a direction.
Even if everything in front of you is fake.
does not matter.
At least......
She has experienced this.
Those warm hugs, those gentle words, those reassuring moments, all really existed.
Even in a dream, these feelings are so real and so beautiful.
At least in this eternal spiritual dream, she can enjoy eternal beauty.
No need to think about the cruel reality or the painful past.
There is no betrayal, no deception, no hurt here, only pure happiness.
And what does that cruel reality have to do with her?
Why do we have to go back to that world full of pain and struggle, that place full of danger?
There she could do nothing, change nothing.
But here, at least she can feel real happiness.
As long as she doesn't care about her friends in real life and doesn't care about Violet and the others, she can enjoy all the beauty of this by herself.
Why did those so-called bonds, those so-called responsibilities, bind her so painfully?
Once this thought arose, it was like a flood that could not be stopped.
Thoughts emerged in her mind one after another, as if a demon Xiao Feiying was telling her: Stay, stay in this beautiful world. Why go back to that painful place? Why leave this perfect world?
Here, she has the company of her closest friend Taoyao.
Here, everything she wants seems to come true.
Here, she can immerse herself in this warmth forever.
Isn't this much better than the pain of reality?
Tao Yao noticed the change in Feiying's expression, she moved closer and asked gently.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Feiying nodded and a faint smile appeared on her face.
There was a sense of relief in that smile, as if a heavy burden had finally been put down.
It's like taking a heavy burden off my shoulders, and I feel a lot more relaxed.
"Ah."
Violet and the others are so powerful, even if they are caught now, they will definitely be able to escape danger.
Besides, the elementary school principal will definitely be able to notice the situation and come to provide support.
With their strength, there is no need to worry at all.
There is no use for her at all.
She was just a burden anyway. It was always others who protected her, and she was always the one holding them back.
Even if she went back, what could she do?
Yes, she could stay in this dream peacefully and never have to wake up.
Even if the world before us is fake, what is the difference between it and the real one?
At least here, she can feel real warmth and experience true happiness.
This thought made her feel extremely relieved, as if the burden of many years had finally been lifted.
She no longer has to worry about things that are out of reach, and no longer has to suffer for things that she can't do anything about.
Tao Yao looked at Feiying and saw that she had regained her smile, and she also showed a relieved expression.
She gently squeezed Feiying's hand, and felt a reassuring warmth from her palm:
"So should we continue shopping or go home? It's already so late at night."
"go home."
Feiying made her choice without hesitation.
Now that I have decided to stay in this world, I might as well immerse myself in it completely.
Why hesitate?
Why are you still wandering?
This is where she belongs, this is where she wants to be.
However, just as she was about to return to that warm home with Taoyao, something suddenly happened in the night sky.
The originally clear night sky began to grow gloomy, and thick dark clouds gathered from all directions, like a huge black net, completely blocking the bright moonlight.
The gentle evening breeze also turned fierce, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and swirling in the air.
The withered yellow leaves were spinning in the wind like a group of lost butterflies.
The branches shook violently in the strong wind, and the thick branches swayed constantly.
The originally gentle fountain water was blown everywhere by the wind, like a fine water curtain, forming streams of mist in the air.
A drop of cold rain fell on Feiying's cheek, bringing a biting chill.
Then came the second drop, the third drop, and more and more raindrops fell from the sky.
The rain gradually got heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, making a "pa pa" sound and stirring up countless tiny splashes of water.
In a blink of an eye, the entire park was shrouded in heavy rain.
Looking at the sudden rainstorm, Tao Yao immediately grabbed Feiying's hand.
The raindrops were already hitting the two of them, and the cold touch made them shiver.
"hurry up!"
Taoyao pulled Feiying and ran towards the nearest pavilion in two steps.
The rain slid down my hair and soon soaked my clothes.
Fortunately, the shell-shaped pavilion was not far away, and its elegant outline was faintly visible in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the big raindrops hit the ground, making a dense sound.
The strong wind, carrying the rain, made the hems of their clothes rustle.
They had to bend down slightly and run quickly in the rain.
Finally they ran to the pavilion, both of them were a little out of breath.
Thin streams of water flowed down the ends of her hair, forming small puddles on the ground.
Tao Yao stood by the railing of the pavilion, looking at the heavy rain outside with a slightly depressed expression.
She looked at the park in the pouring rain, and the originally beautiful scenery became blurred.
"Really? The weather was so nice just now. Why is it raining so heavily all of a sudden?"
She gently twisted the hem of her clothes, and tiny drops of water fell to the ground and merged into the puddle that had already formed.
The fountain in the distance became hazy in the heavy rain, and the light from the coral-shaped street lamps was also obscured by the rain, leaving only blurry halos.
Turning to look at Feiying who was also soaked, Taoyao said with a hint of helplessness:
"Feiying, let's take shelter here for a while. We can go back after the rain stops."
Listening to Tao Yao's words, Feiying didn't say much, but just nodded slightly.
A few strands of hair wet by the rain stuck to her cheeks, and her clothes were wet and stuck to her body, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
Although she also felt that the weather was unpredictable and came too suddenly.
The night sky was clear just now, but in the blink of an eye it was covered by dark clouds, as if the whole world had changed.
But the rain is really heavy right now, and having a place to take shelter temporarily is a good choice.
The pavilion is very spacious, and the Chinese architectural style is perfectly integrated with the shape of shells.
The carved railings are decorated with exquisite wave patterns, and the glazed tiles on the top have a soft luster under the dim light.
Besides them, there were other people taking shelter from the rain, each occupying a different corner.
The two sat down on the mahogany bench near the railing.
The bench is carved with exquisite shell patterns. Although it is a bit old, it is still well maintained.
Through the gaps in the railings, you can see the storm outside.
Sitting in the corner was a girl wearing a mask, a loose black sweatshirt, and a hat that covered most of her face.
She huddled alone on a stone bench in the corner, her hands on her knees, seemingly not wanting to attract anyone's attention.
On the other side was a young couple who looked like college students who had just returned from a date.
The girl was wearing a light blue dress with some rain on the hem.
The boy was dressed casually, and his dark T-shirt was already wet in a large area by the rain.
At this moment.
The two were arguing over an umbrella.
"Did you bring an umbrella?"
The girl asked, her voice full of anticipation.
Her long hair was wet by the rain, but it still couldn't hide her carefully made-up.
"Take it, take it."
The boy took out a folding umbrella from his backpack and shook it proudly:
"I am very careful. See, I have thought of everything, haven't I?"
however.
The moment he opened the umbrella, there was a sudden "snap" and a big crack appeared on the umbrella.
Several ribs of the umbrella were tilted crookedly, like a flower beaten down by heavy rain.
"I told you not to buy fakes!"
The girl immediately became unhappy, with obvious reproach in her voice:
"The fake shoes you bought me last time broke after just a few days of wearing them. How come the umbrella is so fake this time too?!"
“How can this be called a fake?”
The boy defended himself, somewhat awkwardly putting away the broken umbrella: "It's just a little more affordable."
"Besides, fake ones are also good to use. As long as they can be used, it's fine."
"Besides, it's really too expensive and a waste."
"Waste?" The girl frowned, her tone becoming more and more excited. "Fake is fake. No matter how real it is, it's still a fake. Do you think fake feelings can be used?"
"Can this be the same?"
The boy was a little unconvinced and raised his voice:
"Things are dead, it doesn't matter whether they are real or fake. As long as they can be used, who cares whether they are real or fake? They are all the same anyway."
"Why is it different?"
The girl became more and more excited, her eyes were red:
"This is an attitude problem! If you don't even have this bit of sincerity, then what will be real in the future? You are always like this, trying to make do with everything."
The quarrel between the two echoed in the pavilion, but no one tried to stop them.
The heavy rain continued, and the raindrops hit the glazed tiles of the pavilion, making dense noises.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this sudden heavy rain, becoming hazy and blurry.
Feiying couldn't help but fall into deep thought as she listened to the couple's quarrel.
Their every word was like a mirror, reflecting the contradictions deep in her heart.
Those arguments about truth and falsehood seemed to point directly to her deepest confusion.
Where is the boundary between truth and falsehood?
If fake things can also bring happiness, then why must we pursue the real thing?
If the fake world is better, what's wrong with staying here?
The quarrel continued, and the girl's voice became anxious.
She checked her phone, her delicate makeup a little smudged by anxiety.
The originally beautiful dress became wrinkled because of the rain, but she no longer cared about that at the moment.
"It's almost ten o'clock now! How am I going to get back to the dorm?"