In Every Life [Jenlisa]

Chapter 6

Late at night, Lisa carried his heavy backpack and stepped into his home.

There was no moon tonight, and the house was pitch black. After hastily washing up, he lay on his wooden bed, feeling a sharp pain in his empty stomach.

He had been busy all day, and the bowl of porridge he had in the morning was the only thing he had eaten all day.

Approaching midnight, Lisa still forced himself to get up and boil a pot of hot water.

The kitchen was filled with steam, and he added some cold water to the boiling water before taking a sip. Finally, the pain in his stomach eased a bit.

He took a few more sips and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already midnight, and he had to wake up early for class tomorrow. He quickly lay back down on his bed.

But after a moment, the strong pain in his stomach returned. He tightly closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly to resist the surging pain in his stomach.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled. In his wandering thoughts, Lisa remembered the warm bowl of porridge in the morning and the girl's clear and charming eyes.

She was someone he had once thought was too sacred to even think about, but now they were so close.

Lisa knew that she had probably forgotten about him, forgotten about the awkward and pitiful stuttering boy he was.

All of her previous kindness and gentleness were simply because she was a good-hearted girl.

But she was warm and passionate, like the winter sun, illuminating his cold and lonely heart.

She probably didn't know what she meant to him.

In the darkness, all senses seemed to be amplified.

For a moment, Lisa could clearly hear his own heart beating loudly, fierce like a towering wave.

The school life was dark for Lisa. He felt like a soulless zombie, wandering around the campus. The mockery of his classmates and the indifference of his teachers were like sharp swords, piercing his already dark heart.

But ever since Jennie came back into his life, he began to look forward to the times he used to avoid. He longed to sit behind the girl in class and catch a glimpse of her back, breathing in the faint fragrance that surrounded her.

That night, Lisa had a good dream.

On Monday morning, before six o'clock, Lisa woke up.

After getting up and washing up, the sky outside was still gray. He sat at his desk and turned on the desk lamp. The warm yellow light illuminated the dark and cramped room. Lisa opened his textbook and began to read the lesson quietly.

He was reading 'Wandering Beyond the Boundaries' from the Chinese textbook, deliberately slowing down his pace, but still stuttering.

"In the north, there is a fish called Kun. Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is." The boy's voice was low and smooth, like a melodious cello.

The ticking of the clock in the bedroom accompanied his intermittent reading.

After stumbling through this short ancient text for twenty minutes, Lisa looked up at the clock with a disappointed expression. He had spent so much time on it.

He recorded the time in his notebook, packed his bag, and prepared to go to class.

This was Lisa's first day practicing speaking.

He had never had any expectations in this area before. Deep down, he always avoided speaking, thinking that as long as he didn't talk, others would lose the ammunition to mock him.