Chapter 793

Erica's whole world collapsed. She cried heartbroken and earth shaking. She firmly grasped Henry and refused to let go. She struggled desperately in the arms of social workers and tried to break free.

Henry is the only beauty in her life, the first warmth in her life, and the only dependence in her life. But now, she has to leave again, forced to return to the cold and cruel world.

Erica screamed despairingly, calling heartbreaking, "Henry, don't abandon me, no, Henry! No, no

More and more sincere, more and more painful, more and more desperate.

Henry stood in the same place at a loss, turned his head, did not dare to look Erica's eyes directly, and folded his hands rigidly, but the shaking pupils and hard shoulders revealed the struggle and turbulence in his heart.

He raised his left hand and tried to arrange the hair behind his head. But before his palm could touch the hair, he was so stiff in the air. His eyes were dazed. The light from the bottom of his eyes was suffering great pain and difficulty. The vulnerability between his eyebrows was rippling, and his left hand fell slowly, Light on the hair, do not dare to completely put down, it seems that even the pace of time in the eyes of the eyes stopped in the footsteps.

Erica left, her cry echoing in the corridor, gradually, gradually dissipated, silent.

Henry stood at the door and grasped the door frame with his right hand. He should have closed the door, but his action was stiff in the same place, leaving only a figure of his back to the camera. The deep sadness revealed a deep sense of helplessness and helplessness. He stood in the same place for a long time, as if his feet could not support the weight of his body.

Then he closed the door of the room. Turning around and leaning back against the door panel, the strong shoulder lines are like castles piled up with sand, slowly and slowly disintegrating, and you can even clearly see the process of gravel falling; The lines of the lip gradually tightened, forbearance and depression, dull and torture, eyes shallow red up, covered with a layer of transparent mist, patience, patience, but tears still did not resist, quietly slipped down.

A tall, strong willed, introverted and steady man, standing in the same place at this time, bewildered, dejected, and full of tears, the despair in the deep of his eyes is flooding up little by little. He is still standing firmly in the same place, but only a body is left, and the light of his soul is gradually fading. Suddenly, suffocation.

Mark opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't react at all. There was no tears, no shouting, no pain, just a burst of suffocating heat. At this moment, mark really understood Henry's Soul:

Under the sound and healthy body, there is a soul full of bruises, wandering lonely, unable to leave, but unable to stay, looking at the ruins, trying to help, but powerless; Try to be indifferent, but the heart has fetters; Trying to save, but helpless.

The light loneliness is so intense and hot that it almost burns 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 of the parents' visit, the whole school was empty. Only the teachers were sitting in the classroom, waiting for the parents' arrival, but they finally got nothing. The huge campus was like an empty city, a ghost town, empty and frightening, but also filled with sadness

Is it just this school? Or the whole society.

The whole school is falling apart, the principal is fired, the teachers are confused, Henry is about to leave, even the students don't seem to come to class anymore. Just like the current social situation, just like the education system, just like the future prospects, everything is falling apart.

But when he learned that Henry was about to leave, all the students in the class expressed their regret. Even Jerry, who was so rude in the first class, was reluctant to part with him. In their eyes, Henry was the only one who cared about them, but he couldn't stay to take care of them, so they were abandoned again.

"We need something to help us get rid of the complexity of reality and think about the origin of these problems more or less; More or less to think about, how to work hard... "In the face of the close-up of the interview, Henry fell into his own thoughts. When he was stunned, he raised his eyes to look at the camera, pulled out a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and then began to be absorbed again," to... Get rid of the suffering of all living beings. "

After the last class, Henry left the building and saw Meredith, who was setting up a stall at the door. She didn't attend Henry's last class. At this time, Meredith set up a cupcake booth, in front of which were full of smiling face cupcakes, but the students in a hurry, no one stopped.

Henry looked at the dodgy Meredith. After all, he came forward and said, "Hey, Meredith, I haven't seen you in class recently. What have you done?"

"Baking." Meredith took a deep look at Henry and replied with a relieved smile.

Henry tucked in his chin. "I noticed." He sipped the corners of his mouth and said hesitantly, "I'm glad to see you, because today is my last day in school."

"How ironic." Meredith, however, did not care any more, he said quietly. A simple sentence, but meaningful.

Henry didn't notice it. Instead, he took a diary out of his briefcase and handed it to him. "I bought it for myself, but I think it's more useful to give it to you."

Meredith took the diary, but without saying a word, just put it aside and looked up at Henry stubbornly. Henry was a little embarrassed by the burning sight. He lowered his eyes and changed the subject. "I think that's the best one." Henry pointed to a cupcake next to it.

All cupcakes are white as the bottom, green as the smiling face; And that cupcake is different, green for the bottom, white for crying face.

Meredith shook his head with a chuckle. "That's not for you. It belongs to me There was a slight pause in Henry's eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth closed. Meredith bent down and picked up the other cupcake. "But you can take this, OK?" "I think it suits you better," he said

"Thank you." Henry took the cupcake, looked at the smile, raised his eyes again, and finally said, "I'm sorry. If I hurt you in any way, then... "Looking at Meredith's painful eyes dodging, Henry's pupil also appeared a struggle," I know you're suffering now, but it won't always be like this... "

"Good bye, Mr. Bart." Meredith choked back tears, interrupted Henry's words, and said a rude send off.

Henry looked at Meredith in a daze. The loneliness between his brows came down. At last, he gently closed his jaw and agreed. But the footstep actually stays in the same place, the inner struggle and the torment never let go of his conscience, but, he actually is helpless. He raised his Cupcake and motioned, "goodbye, Meredith."

Henry's voice was trembling, sobbing and helpless.

Seeing Henry leave, Meredith picked up the green Cupcake and began to eat it. Henry seemed to notice something, turned around, and then Meredith widened her eyes, raised her chin slightly, as if in a provocative way, mouthful after mouthful, and thrust the whole Cupcake into her mouth.

That determination, that anger, that loss, fell in Henry's eyes, but couldn't understand. In my mind, I suddenly thought of the dialogue:

Today is my last day in school.

How ironic.

For Meredith, today is her best day in the world. It's deadly poison.

When Meredith frothed and fainted, Henry rushed forward in despair, hugged Meredith tightly, and kept whispering, "no, no, no..." he tried to save Meredith, tried to take out the cupcakes in his mouth, tried to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, tried to breathe. He was just busy in despair and numbness, "Meredith, Everything will be OK, everything will be OK, everything will be ok... "

But it didn't help.

Then, his voice began to hoarse up, the loss, the bitterness, the despair, slowly and decisively tearing his soul. Murmur and eyes without God, but outlines the collapse of the world's vast and magnificent, silent shock, enough to make the soul speechless.

"We have the responsibility to guide the younger generation and not let them become the beat generation." During the interview, Henry's voice was trembling slightly. He tried to raise his eyes and avoid the exploration of the camera. However, his fragile touch could not hide, "don't let them degenerate, don't let them become worthless." The hoarse voice suddenly stopped, and no water stains could be found in the eyes, but it revealed the most magnificent sadness in the world, leaving an indelible trace in the hearts of every audience.

Henry found Erica again. The little girl saw Henry's figure from a distance. Her face was full of tears and she was overjoyed. She rushed over like a swallow homing into Henry's arms and hugged him tightly. She was reluctant to let go of her life. Her face was wet with tears, but a wonderful and happy smile came out from the corner of her mouth, Shining in the setting sun.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

"When I walk through the corridor and you are in the classroom... How many of you... Have ever felt the weight on your chest? I feel it. " The last class, the last farewell, is also the last talk.

Henry's expression was still calm and calm, but the confusion and profundity in his eyebrows could be understood for the first time“ everybody? Poe wrote about this more than a hundred years ago. Along with reading, we can find that the house of Usher is not only an old, decaying and renovating castle, but also reflects the desolation of the present world. "