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The sun was setting, and the classroom was full of people. At the moment when the teacher announced that the get out of class was over, everyone quickly packed up their things, laughed and made noises and left in groups.

Today is the last day of class before the holiday. Others can't wait to get out of school and have fun. Only the students on duty need to stay to clean up the classroom.

"God Dai Wugu? Is there such a person in our class?"

"Ah, I seem to vaguely remember this person, who was in the same class as us in junior high school, but it's too common, and I always forget it accidentally."

"Look, it's the eye boy sitting in the penultimate row."

The three boys who got together to talk were sports students in the class. They had muscles that showed their presence in a group of thin high school students. No one in the class dared to provoke them.

Among the three, Huang Mao walked up to the black-haired boy with glasses who was sitting in the penultimate row, gave him a condescending sideways glance, and said, "Hey, Wugu, it's you and me today." Do duty, but I have something to do later, you have nothing to do anyway."

Komiseiro Wugu subconsciously glanced at the companions next to him who promised to go to the game hall together - two boys who had no sense of presence in the class like him, they shrank their necks in fear, and hurriedly picked up their schoolbags Glancing at Shendai Wugu, he slipped away through the back door.

There are also various circles in this class. These three sports talents who are not afraid of the teacher and are liked by many girls were born in the same circle. People like them who have no sense of existence are the existence at the bottom.

Shendai Wugu looked at Huang Mao and nodded slowly: "Okay, I will be on duty alone today."

"Haha, thanks."

"Hurry up, hurry up, there is a game hall for activities today!"

The classroom was quickly empty.

Kamitori Kiriko sighed slowly, picked up the broom and began to clean up the trash in the classroom.

There is always an extra amount of garbage on the last day, and one does not know when one will do it.

God Dai Wugu, different from his fantastic name, is an extremely ordinary person.

An ordinary orphan, an ordinary appearance that can't be found in the crowd, an ordinary personality with no waves, and an ordinary grade.

To put it bluntly, he is the most common "transparent person" in the class, with one or two friends who can talk, but the kind of person who will be subconsciously missed at parties after graduation for many years.

He lived a peaceful life like a plant, and he didn't think there was anything wrong. His only regret, or defect, was that he was relatively introverted and not good at making friends.

The above evaluation came from his homeroom teacher, and he was not wrong in fact. The only thing that Goddai Wugu could do about this was that he had tried to cater to the topics of his peers, but he couldn't get into their atmosphere.

Every time he walked home from school, he looked at the shadows of two or three people in front of him and listened to the noise on the street, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

As if in a different world, he looked around, and there was no one of his kind around.

It may be because he suffers from a special kind of emotional retardation, and he is always unable to synchronize the emotions of others in time.

This dullness in emotional resonance has troubled him for a long time. He has been to the hospital, and the symptoms are far from the level of mental illness. At most, he is emotionally blank when he should feel angry or joyful. The emotional changes are not as strong as ordinary people.

The doctor has nothing to do about it, only that it may be caused by psychological factors.

Fortunately, this minor ailment did not affect daily life. At most, it made Shendai Wugu gain the nickname of "a wooden man who can't read air" in the class, and became more withdrawn.

When he finally finished his duty, the setting sun had completely disappeared on the horizon. Miguro Kindai walked out of the school gate. On the way back, he saw a cake shop. After hesitating for a few seconds, he went in and bought a small cake.

Today is actually his birthday, he originally wanted to invite those two people who didn't know if they were friends to eat cake, so as to make it appear that their popularity is not so miserable, but who would have thought that those two people would just run away...

Godai Wugu returned to the apartment he called home. It is not far from the school. It is a 10-minute walk away.

After entering the door, he first put the cake on the table, Shendai Wugu thought about it, and knocked on the door next door with a hint of expectation.

His neighbor was a kind young man, and he thought maybe the young man would be willing to come and eat cake with him.

Anyway, it would be too bleak to celebrate my birthday alone.

He knocked twice, no response...

Neighbor, you are not at home today.

Shendai Wugu slowly withdrew his hand knocking on the door, looking a little disappointed, stood blankly at the door for half a minute, and then walked back slowly.

Of course, there is no one in the family. Shendai Wugu is an orphan and has no impression of his parents. It seems that he was abandoned in the orphanage shortly after birth. Fortunately, the director of the orphanage is very kind, so he was allowed to grow up. The three views of health that are common to ordinary people.

It is a pity that even the dean, who can barely be called a family member, passed away a few years ago.

Godai Wugu has moved out of the orphanage since he was 15 years old. He usually relies on part-time jobs and government subsidies to earn tuition fees. Fortunately, the dean introduced him to a part-time job as a waiter in a classical music club. Learn to play an instrument.

However, the club moved away not long ago, so he ended his part-time job there. He is currently looking for a new part-time job. If he can’t find it before next month, it will be a bit difficult, and his savings are almost used up. .

Forget it, today is my birthday, don't think about anything else.

God Dai Wugu put an 18-patterned candle on the cake, turned off the light, and watched the candlelight dance in the dark.

This is a birthday for myself.

A brief look back at my life so far... well, nothing to look back on, mostly ordinary things, hardly memorable.

Although he is used to his ordinary life, occasionally he will feel bored by his life that can't be seen at a glance.

God Dai Wugu thinks that his brain is not very smart, and no matter how hard he works, he can barely struggle above the passing grade, and his grades in public schools are also in the middle and lower reaches.

According to my grades, even if I worked hard in the third year of high school, I would at most be admitted to an ordinary university, find an ordinary job, and then meet an unattractive but virtuous wife through a blind date. Live your life.

Although he didn't think there was anything bad about it, after all, he had long since realized that he was an ordinary person, and ordinary people should live like ordinary people.

But sometimes, I feel unsatisfied.

I heard that you can make three wishes on your birthday.

God Dai Wugu closed his eyes and began to make a wish. The first one was the wish that anyone would want to make.

First, I hope that I don't have to worry about money.

Second, I hope to increase the number of companions.

The third……

An unchanging life, he hopes to change.

Kindai Wugu opened his eyes and laughed at himself, blew out the candles, turned on the light and began to eat cake quietly.

After eating, he watched TV for a while, and waited for the clock to turn to twelve o'clock. Like a set alarm clock, Kamidai Wugu went to take a bath and sleep on time.

The person on the bed breathed slowly and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In the dimly lit apartment, mist emerged and spread silently, and invaded the bedroom through the gap in the door panel in the blink of an eye.

The fog became thicker and thicker, sticky and weird, rustling whispers sounded, sometimes fine, sometimes crazy, sometimes manic, sometimes seductive whispers...

A pair of eyelashless eyeballs opened in the mist, and they all stared in the direction of the bedroom. After a while, the eyes closed again.

The fog receded, as if nothing had happened.

Shendai Wugu turned around on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

Tonight was as peaceful as ever.