Chapter 2: The sad life of comics one
Walking alone in the huge campus, I was full of panic. I really hoped that this was a dream and I would be back to the real world when I opened my eyes, but it was no use. I pinched myself hard, but all I got was pain. I lay on the ground, the cold ground hurt my back, and I wandered around the campus in a daze. There were no familiar people, only familiar places.
"Oh, Heaven, oh, Earth! Why are you treating me like this? I can travel through time by drawing a comic book? How unfortunate I am!" I looked up at the blood-red sunset and wailed. Even if I could travel through time, I didn't want to be in my own comic book, not to mention that the person I disliked the most was here!
"Yuyingwu, classmate Yuyingwu, you are here!" A surprised voice came to my side along with the sound of footsteps. I looked over with a bitter face. It was Yan Yimu with messy hair. He ran towards me with a smile.
"Stop! Don't come over here!" I pointed my finger at him and ordered him to stop. I was already very upset and didn't want to see such an annoying person again.
The smile on Yan Yimu's face faded a little. He lowered his head and looked at his dirty shoes, his tone full of self-blame: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'm like this...how can anyone treat me as a friend...I'm too naive, I'm sorry." He sniffed, his eyes were red when he looked up at me, "I just suddenly remembered that you don't seem to be in our class. Are you a new transfer student? I'm afraid you don't know the way. Delan is still very big. But you are so beautiful, there will definitely be a lot of people willing to help you. I'm sorry to bother you." Yan Yimu tried hard to put on a smile that was uglier than crying, then turned and left.
I looked at his dejected look, and for some reason I felt sad, as if I had done something wrong. I bit my lip, and finally couldn't help shouting, "Hey, thank you, I know the way. Well, my situation is special, I am quite familiar with Delan... You don't have to worry about me, go home early."
Yan Yimu stopped, lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at me with a childlike smile: "Thank you, Yu Yingwu, you are the first person who makes me feel warm, thank you." After that, he ran away with his long legs.
I watched his back disappear into the sunset, and in my heart there were only four words: "You deserve it". If I hadn't vilified Yan Yimu, there wouldn't be this comic, and if there wasn't this comic I wouldn't be here, so everything now is my own fault! The sad thing is, as he said, as a person who wasn't originally in the comic, how can I explain my identity? How can I continue to live in the comic world?
I squatted on the ground with my head in my hands. I was now a "three-no person". Even if I left St. Teresa College, I didn't know where to go. As the dusk deepened, my sense of helplessness became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't control my tears.
"Classmate, are you okay?" Just as I was crying, a familiar voice sounded beside me again, "Classmate, why haven't you gone home after school? Do you need me to call your parents?" She squatted down and patted my shoulder.
"Teacher Li, it's great to see you!" I held my head teacher's hand tightly as if I had seen a relative. This person who usually scared me, now made me rely on him so much.
The head teacher was so scared that her glasses almost fell off. She took her hand out to adjust her glasses, then looked at me carefully and frowned. I was really afraid that she would ask who I was, why I came here, and then send me to the police station...
"You are Yuying Wu, what's wrong with you? Didn't you just transfer here? Are any classmates bullying you?" The head teacher took my hand and pulled me up.
I asked with tears in my eyes: "New transfer? Teacher, do you know me?!" What's going on? I didn't draw these things. How could the comics change the plot by themselves?
"Silly child, are you lonely because your parents have been living abroad for a long time? Don't think too much. Teresa is a very warm big family. Your classmates and teachers are all your relatives. Go home quickly. It's not safe to go home too late." The head teacher patted my head gently.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, teacher." I nodded. My parents are abroad? I live alone? It seems that my character setting is quite real. At this point, I can only take a gamble.
The head teacher was very responsible and sent me to the school gate. He watched me leave before returning to school. I looked at the familiar city and realized that the world in the comics was not much different from the real world.
As night fell, people on the road were in a hurry, and I walked home slowly. Although the scenery was the same, this was in a comic after all. In addition to the initial trepidation, I felt a little excited. Most importantly, I wanted to know if I would get sick or injured here like in normal life.
Standing at the door, I felt around and found that I didn't have my keys with me, but I always had the habit of keeping spare keys, so after some searching, I found my keys. I opened the door and looked at everything that was familiar yet strange, and I threw myself on my bed, thinking that maybe a good night's sleep would be enough, and I would find myself back in the real world when I woke up. I pulled up the quilt, closed my eyes, and gradually fell into a dream.
I didn't sleep well that night. Sometimes I dreamed that I was in class at the DeLand College, and sometimes I dreamed that I had returned to a strange ancient time. In the dream, the "dream soul" was looming, and every time it disappeared when I was about to touch it , I felt an inexplicable emptiness in my heart.
When the first ray of sunlight hit my face , I opened my eyes, jumped out of bed, and patted my cheeks.
"Have I returned to the real world?" I twisted my thigh, and the pain sobered me up. I quickly washed and dressed, carrying my schoolbag and ran towards DeLand College. This was the first time in my life that I was so eager to go to school.
The mornings in the city are always so crowded. The breakfast vendor greeted me amiably. I thought this must be the real world. I must have returned. Maybe yesterday's experience was just a dream ? I smiled foolishly, biting my pancake, and continued walking briskly.
"Yuyingwu, classmate Yuyingwu." A familiar male voice came from behind me. I almost choked on the pancake in my mouth. I patted my chest and dared not look back.
"Yuying Wu, what a coincidence, we meet again, let's go to school together!" The thing I feared most happened. I had difficulty swallowing the pancake stuck in my throat. My little face wrinkled into a ball. Looking at Yan Yimu, who was standing in front of me with strange clothes, I had to accept the reality. I was still staying in the comics!
"What a coincidence." My mood suddenly dropped to the bottom, and even my appetite disappeared. I held the pancake in my hand and lowered my head and continued walking. Why am I still in the comic world? How can I go back? Will I never be able to go back? What should I do in reality?
"Classmate Yuying Wu, are you unhappy?" Yan Yimu followed behind me and asked with concern.
"Shut up!" I yelled fiercely. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have drawn this cartoon!
Yan Yimu really shut up and followed me silently. If it weren't for the shadow on the roadside, I would have thought he had left long ago. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Was I a little too much?
"No, Yuying Wu, you can't be soft-hearted! You have to know that he is very annoying in real life, and no one likes him in the comics!" I tried my best to cheer myself up in my heart. I can't be soft-hearted and sympathize with him. All this is fake, he is also fake, this is in a virtual world!
