Chapter: The Night the Dark Moonlight Went Out
That evening's wind blew through the dormitory window. The sound of the bed linen was blown gently, loud enough to know that there was still a world outside.
Moonlight sitting alone in the room. Open the phone screen with no notification.
Did you scroll through an old message from his - her boyfriend or call it someone close?
The last message he printed...
"Take good care of yourself."
Short. And no more answers after that.
She used to think that just caring is love.
But now she's not sure.
He never said he loved her straight out.
But he used to listen to her every time he was tired.
He used to walk quietly and send a box of milk without saying a word.
She knows he knows she's tired...
Isn't that love?
Or does she just feel good that someone understands?
After school, she walked back to the tower alone in an atmosphere that should have been thrilled - because tomorrow is the day of getting her hat.
But her heart is empty.
She picked up the phone and called him, not sure if she wanted to talk or if he was still there.
Slow receiving end
His voice wasn't faint, it wasn't stiff, it wasn't angry, but it sounded...Away
"We'd better stop here before the moonlight."
"I don't want her trying to be on one side."
She's quiet. Don't know what to answer.
Because he's right.
Because she is tired...Only never accept
She hung up slowly and just sat still.
Tears do not flow, but in the chest, like something is breaking down.
The whole world is quiet.
The clock rang. "Tick...Tick..."It's the only voice in the room.
She went to the bathroom, washed her face and looked in the mirror.
The girl who smiled well in it was gone. Only tired eyes remained.
And then suddenly,
The shadow in the mirror shook gently.
One sound sounded - faint but deeply pricked.
> "She's never enough for anyone...."
The moonlight is backwards. The heart is pounding.
You know... that's not your voice.
But like coming out of the chest
Like what she thought but never dared to say
She rushed out of the bathroom.
Her legs led her to walk outside the tower.
Don't know where you're going
She just escaped.
The elevator opened. It was like it was waiting for her.
She pressed up the top floor - deck.
The weather is cooler than before.
The whole city is under her feet.
But she felt there was nowhere to stand.
The cold wind of the evening clashed in front of the light moonlight.
She sat down on the concrete floor, cold and hard.
The knees were wrapped with both arms.
Purple hair, silver, flick to the wind...
Quiet - so quiet that I can hear my own heart beating slowly, hard.
There's no one here with her.
Moonlight looking straight at the lights of the city below.
The picture blurred as if she were submerged.
Tears flowed down quietly, no sobs.
But the glint looked horribly empty.
As if she was trying to feel something.
But there's nothing left to feel about.
In his head... only the sound of his words echoing
"We can't go anymore..."
"You're stronger than you think."
But why...
Those gentle words cut so deep into the heart.
Like a cold needle dipping down the middle of the chest.
Light... but deep
She didn't want to lose him. - Actually, never.
"Without him... would I still be me?"
That idea slowly floated up.
It was followed by another voice that sounded unaware of its own or who.
"Nobody wants you."
"She's just the shell... the person anyone wants to be, not you."
She huddled her face down to her knees.
Despite how strong they tried,
It still feels like the whole world is squeezing you smaller and smaller.
Like a heart full of light... is slowly being swallowed up in the shadows.
And in that silence... she heard something.
A whisper that sounds like human language.
But it's not.
"Ning bought the grocery money.
You are what was created to fall apart. "
She looked up.
In my eyes... no more sparkle.
Moonlight stands at the edge of the balcony railing.
She doesn't mind stepping over.
But I don't know where to retreat.
> "We don't love him...Or are we just afraid of losing anyone? "
She asked herself.
The sound of that question stayed loud in her heart longer than she thought.
The wind hit her hair, flicked.
Like something's about to fall out
Below. The school building she walks through every day.
On a light-free night, so dark that I couldn't see what was there.
But now...
Like someone staged it for her.
In the courtyard below, lined with tall, silent figures - many people.
Or hallucinations? Or expectations lurking in human form?
They're not moving.
But she felt them looking up, looking straight at her.
No words, no sound.
But in those shadows' eyes. There's something...
Something like "waiting for her" becomes something she doesn't understand.
She can't breathe.
As if squeezing a heart with an invisible hand.
> "That's enough..."
She muttered to herself.
Hardly a strong sound slipped from the throat.
> "I... don't want to be like that yet...."
And then she moved forward.
At that second,
The world is completely quiet.
Like the sound of everything being swallowed by the wind
She let herself out, OK -
No struggles. No screams.
Only a body falls through the void.
Through starless nights
Downstairs, everything was swallowed with dust.
When she fell to the ground -
A body that used to be full of life.
Become a dull white piece.
The breakdown spread on the ground.
Like something that was molded out of someone's hand and left to break.
There's just the soft sound of some cracking debris.
Like hope, love, dreams -
Everything that's her is broken.
And in the silence of a world without her,
Something new...Gradually formed from that powder debris.
Shadow another woman's body
Her face resembles
I was blown in the wind
The eyes are purple and black.
Stand up from where she fell.
No voice to speak.
But that sight can speak for every word
> "She has already been...In a way that no one expects anymore. "
That body shadow stood motionless among the pale powder fragments of the past.
Like a helpless angel, even with elegant wings, but Bill can't.
# Fiction # Light novel # Drawing # Nursing students # Nurse
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