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It was another night when Dai Yue came home late. I walked out of the company gate and ran to the 928 station. It's warm and cold in early spring, and there are few pedestrians on the road, and the coming and going vehicles fly by. Shops on both sides of the street are deserted, and dim street lamps illuminate a row of holly in front of the door. They stood quietly like a pair of loyal sentries.

Here comes the bus, and there are several people sitting in it. I clocked in and nobody spoke. They were busy brushing their mobile phones with their heads down, and no one even looked up at me. Neither did the driver. I found him wearing headphones.

I didn't dare to sit down, so I stood against the handrail at the door. The mobile phone in my pocket buzzed, so I deliberately ignored it. Sure enough, when the bus passed a stop, it finally quieted down.

I leaned there, looking ahead, and my mind was in a mess. Unfinished work on the desk, endless emails on the computer, children's homework, dirty clothes in the washbasin, and dishes piled up in the sink. ...

I am not in tune for talk. It's no use talking.

02

When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright. I fumbled for the alarm clock by the bed and clearly remembered setting it before going to bed last night. Look carefully, be frightened to disgrace, throw it down and run to the bathroom.

It only took two minutes to wash your face and brush your teeth to solve your personal problems. Monday morning company meeting, son flag-raising ceremony, husband smelly socks.

With bread in my mouth, I wonder why the alarm clock didn't go off. Suddenly, someone patted me on the back, and the bread went down, almost choking me to death. who is it? I thought a donkey kicked me in the head last night. Looking back, I dare not say anything. My immediate boss, Master Extinction, is here. She gave me a hard look and mouthed "Get out!"

I slipped into the back corner with my cat hunched, and I didn't forget to take the remaining half cup of milk. The big boss appeared at the door with a serious face, and it was near. I'm a little grateful to my teacher, or I'll be caught red-handed, and this month's bonus will be ruined, and even she will be scolded by her boss. The teacher is very handsome

In the formal meeting, the boss was impassioned on the stage, spitting stars everywhere, and a group of people under the stage bowed their heads and wrote away. Boring, I draw little people in this book. One stroke and one style, this little man is more and more like a man on the stage. I grinned and glanced casually at the seat next to me. Hey, when did the teacher come? An elite like her has been walking in the front row, being baptized by her boss.

She is also sloppy and meticulous. Everything looks like a villain. I approached her. Really? This little man draws very well, just like mine. I almost laughed out loud, swept away by her sharp eye wind, and immediately held back.

I didn't understand a word the boss said on the stage. Sit still and behave, only to see his nostrils facing the sky, red mouth and white teeth. I suspect that there is something wrong with my ears, and people around me listen so carefully.

When the meeting broke up, so did my colleagues. As usual, I stayed alone to clean up. No one noticed my abnormality, but I know that I am different today.

I can't speak, I can't hear others, and I have entered a silent world. Although I didn't like talking before, it doesn't mean I can't talk, just don't want to talk.

03

I was busy for another day without saying a word, and no one thought I was wrong. On the way home from work, the traffic was heavy, the lights were dazzling and the speakers were deafening. I can't hear you now.

Sitting in the car, watching the people in the street with their teeth bared and their feet stamped, like a group of clowns, staged a farce on such a stage.

Take a closer look at the way many people around me, like me, stare big eyes and try to understand. But I know that they are as indifferent as I am, or immersed in their own world.

A person talks to himself, entertains himself and makes himself happy. Fall in love with yourself, go your own way and grow old slowly. The silent world is not so terrible, although it is a bit lonely, but considering that many people can make it clear, but they have remained silent, shouldn't it be more sad?

Nobody wants to talk about it, so let's not talk about it.

04

Maybe one day, when we wake up again, the world is really different.

College students no longer take CET-4 and CET-6. The universal language has been changed to sign language. The most respected profession is a teacher in a deaf-mute school, and people who gradually lose their hearing and language skills flock to it.

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(30 days of micro-writing, scene training 3)