792 Feeling helpless
Erica's whole world collapsed. She cried heartbreakingly and earth-shatteringly. She held Henry tightly and refused to let go. She struggled desperately in the arms of the social worker, trying to break free..
Henry was the only beauty in her life, the first time she felt warmth in her life, and the only support in her life. But now, she had to leave again and was forced to return to that cold and cruel world. inside.
Erica screamed desperately, and the calls were heartbreaking, "Henry, don't abandon me, no, Henry! No, no！”
Every sound is more sincere, every sound is more painful, and every sound is more desperate..
Henry stood there helplessly, turned his head, not daring to look directly into Erica's eyes, and closed his hands cautiously, but his shaking pupils and hard shoulders revealed the struggle and turmoil deep in his heart..
He raised his left hand and tried to tidy up the hanging hair to the back of his head, but before his palm could touch the hair, it just froze in mid-air, his eyes were in a daze, and there was a light rippling in the depths of his eyes. I was enduring the huge pain and hardship, and the fragility between my eyebrows was revealed bit by bit. My left hand slowly fell down and was placed lightly on my hair. I didn't dare to put it down completely. It seemed that I couldn't even put it down. The footsteps of time stopped in those eyes.
Erica left, and her cries echoed in the corridor, gradually dissipating and becoming silent..
Henry stood at the door, grabbing the door frame with his right hand. He should have closed the door, but his movements were frozen in place, leaving only his back to the camera. The deep sadness revealed a deep helplessness and helplessness. , he stood there for a long time, as if his feet could no longer support the weight of his body..
Then, he closed the door to the room. He turned around and leaned against the door panel. His strong shoulder lines were like a castle made of sand, slowly and slowly disintegrating. You could even clearly see the process of the sand falling down. ; The lines of the lips gradually tightened, forbearing and suppressing, dull and tormenting, the eye sockets turned slightly red, covered with a layer of translucent mist, I endured and endured, but the tears still could not be held back, and quietly slipped down..
A tall, strong-willed, restrained and steady man was standing there, at a loss, lost, and in tears. The despair deep in his eyes was rising little by little, but he was still standing strong. In the same place, only a body is left, and the light of the soul is gradually dimming. Suddenly, suffocation.
Mark opened his mouth wide, but couldn't react at all. There were no tears, no shouts, no pain, just a suffocating heat. At this moment, Mark truly understood Henry's soul.：
Under that intact and healthy body, there is a bruised soul, wandering lonely and lonely, unable to leave, but unable to stay. Looking at the devastation and ruins, trying to help, but unable to do anything; trying to be indifferent, but there is something in his heart. fetters; trying to redeem, but unable to do anything.
The faint loneliness was so strong and hot that it almost scalded his soul. Mark's fingertips began to tremble, his shoulders began to tremble, and even his heart began to tremble slightly..
An empty school is like a school in ruins. On the day the parents came to visit, the entire school was empty. Only the teachers were sitting in the classroom, waiting hard for the parents to arrive, but in the end they found nothing. The huge campus seemed like an empty city. , a ghostly place, so empty that it makes people feel panic-stricken, but there is also a sense of sadness permeating it.：
Is it just this school? Or maybe society as a whole is like this.
The whole school is falling apart, the principal has been fired, the teachers are confused, Henry is about to leave, and even the students seem to no longer come to class. Like the current situation of society, like the education system, like... the future prospects, everything is falling apart..
But when they learned that Henry was about to leave, the students in the class expressed their regrets. Even Jerry, who used to swear a lot in the first class, was reluctant to leave. In their eyes, Henry was the only one who cared about them. people, but could not stay and continue to take care of them, so they were abandoned again.
“We need something to help us escape from the complexity of reality and think more or less about the origin of these problems; more or less think about how to work hard to..." Facing the interview Close-up shot, Henry was lost in his own thoughts. When he was stunned, he raised his eyes to look at the camera, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then began to be lost in thought again, "In order to... get rid of the sea of suffering of all living beings..”
After the last class, Henry left the teaching building and saw Meredith who was setting up a stall at the door - she did not attend Henry's last class. At this time, Meredith set up a cup cake stall. , there were piles of cupcakes with smiling faces in front of them, but among the students who were in a hurry, no one stopped..
Henry looked at Meredith, who was looking away, and finally walked forward and said hello, "Hey, Meredith, I haven't seen you in class recently, what have you been doing?"？”
“Baking." Meredith looked at Henry deeply, showed a relieved smile, and replied..
Henry slightly retracted his chin, "I noticed." He pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "I'm glad to see you, because today is my last day at school..”
“How ironic." Meredith no longer cared and said calmly. A simple sentence, but it means a lot..
Henry didn't notice it, but took out a diary from his briefcase and handed it over, "I bought this for myself, but I think it would be more useful to give it to you.".”
Meredith took the diary, but said nothing. She just put the diary aside, raised her head, and looked at Henry stubbornly. The burning gaze made Henry a little embarrassed. He lowered his gaze and changed the topic. , "I think that one looks the best." Henry pointed to a cup cake next to him..
All cup cakes have a white base and a green smiling face; but that cup cake is different, with a green base and a white crying face..
Meredith chuckled and shook her head, "I can't give that to you. That belongs to me." Henry's eyes paused for a moment, and the smile on his lips tightened. Meredith bent down and picked up the other one. Cup cake, "But, you can take this, okay?" He handed it over, "I think this suits you better.”
“Thank you." Henry took the cup cake, looked at the smile on it, and when he raised his eyes again, he finally said, "I'm sorry. If I hurt you in any way, then..." Looking at Meredith's painful eyes were dodging, and there was also a trace of struggle in the depths of Henry's pupils, "I know you are feeling uncomfortable now, but it won't always be like this.……”
“Goodbye, Mr. Bart." Meredith held back her tears, interrupted Henry's words, and said goodbye roughly..
Henry looked at Meredith blankly, the loneliness between his brows falling, and finally he gently retracted his chin to express his agreement. But his steps stayed in place, and the inner struggle and torture never let go of his conscience. , but there was nothing he could do. He raised the cup cake in his hand and gestured, "Goodbye, Meredith.".”
Henry's voice was trembling slightly, feeling helpless..
Watching Henry leave, Meredith picked up the green cup cake and began to eat it. Henry seemed to notice something and turned around. Then Meredith's eyes widened and she raised her chin slightly, as if As if provocative, he took one bite, then another, and stuffed the entire cup cake into his mouth..
That determination, that anger, that loss fell in Henry's eyes, but he couldn't understand it. Suddenly, the conversation just came to mind.：
Today is my last day at school.
How ironic.
For Meredith, today is her best day in the world. That's deadly poison.
Meredith was frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground. Henry rushed forward in despair, hugged Meredith tightly, and kept murmuring, "No, no, no..." He tried to save Meredith. Des, trying to take all the cupcakes out of his mouth, trying to do CPR, trying to breathe, he was just desperately and numbly busy, "Meredith, everything is going to be okay, everything is going to be okay, everything everything will be fine……”
but to no avail.
As he spoke, his voice began to become hoarse, and the confusion, bitterness, and despair slowly and decisively tore through his soul. The whispers and dull eyes outlined the collapse of the world. The vastness and magnificence, and the shock of silence are enough to leave the soul speechless..
“We have the responsibility to guide the younger generation and prevent them from becoming the beat generation." During the interview, Henry's voice was trembling slightly. He tried hard to raise his eyes and avoid the camera's exploration, but the one that broke at the touch of a touch Fragile, but unable to hide it, "Don't let them fall, don't let them become worthless." The hoarse voice stopped suddenly, and there was no water stain in the eyes, but it revealed the most magnificent thing in the world. Sadness, softly and faintly, has left indelible traces in the hearts of every audience..
Henry found Erica again, and the little girl saw Henry's figure from a distance. She burst into tears and was overjoyed. She rushed over quickly and threw herself into Henry's arms like a baby swallow returning to its nest. Holding Henry tightly, refusing to let go, tears wet her cheeks, but a wonderful and happy smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, shining brightly under the sunset.
Time seems to be frozen at this moment.
“How many of you...have ever felt that weight pressing on your chest as I walked down the hall and you were in class? I've felt it." The last class, the last farewell, and the last confession.
Henry's expression is still calm and calm, but the complexity and depth in his eyebrows can be read for the first time. "Everyone? Edgar Allan Poe wrote this more than a hundred years ago This situation. As we read, we can find that the House of Usher is not only an old, decaying, and under-renovation castle, but also reflects the desolation of the world..”
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