There are three identical dormitory buildings in this courtyard. He must have gone into one of them, but which one,We all have a feeling of being played. 。This child sensed our ill intentions early on, yet remained silent. And with his slow, measured steps, he gave us the illusion that we would always continue like this. 。Then, in a fleeting moment, it vanished. Leaving all our previous efforts to naught. 。The ripple of loss affected everyone. 。I could almost see him standing by the window at home, hiding behind the curtains and sneering at us: a bunch of fools, idiots, morons!,— The tragedy and joy of life are written by each person themselves.。