A kid sat on the slide alone, lifting up his head to the sun, feeling the wind hitting his face and murmuring, ”How beautiful the sky is. Does heaven really exist? ”He was a student in the isolated campus.
一个小孩独自坐在滑梯上，他面向太阳，感受到了风吹过脸颊。他喃喃道：“这天空多美。天堂真的存在吗？”他是这座孤立校园的一个学生。
If you observed him carefully, you would find a little despair in his green eyes without focus.
如果你仔细观察他，你就会发现他绿色的、没有焦距的眼睛里藏着一点点绝望。
Some boys passed by him, and pressed a wad of chewed gum towards his face, shouting with words like“Come on! Weak fool! ”as usual.
一些男孩们从他身边经过，朝他的脸上扔了一块咀嚼过的口香糖，像往常一样叫喊着“过来啊！虚弱的蠢货！”
The poor boy suffered these unemotionally, with an indifferent look on his face which annoyed those mobs. The leader stepped forward and kicked his belly. Then they saw tears in his eyes with satisfaction and cheered with pleasure.
这个可怜的男孩像没有情绪一样地承受了这些辱骂。他脸上冷漠的表情激怒了这些暴徒。一个老大模样的人上前对着他的肚子踹了一脚，然后他们满意地看到了他哭了，还带着愉悦欢呼着。
The tears shone in the sun, like a rainbow in them.
泪珠在太阳底下闪烁着，好像在里边藏了一个彩虹。
But his tear were fake, which was known only by the boy.
但只有他自己知道，他的眼泪是假的。
The boy knew that only by doing so can they let him go. Thanks to their bullies day after day, he had learned how to cry as long as there was a need.
他知道只有他哭了，他们才能放过他。多亏了他们日复一日地“教导”，他学会了如何在需要流泪的时候流泪。
He stared at them coldly as they left. They were the King in this school — they did everything they liked — no one could control them, instead, it was them who controlled everyone.
他冷冷地看着他们离开。他们好像是这个学校里的国王一样——他们可以做任何他们喜欢做的事情——没有人可以管住他们，相反地，是他们管着所有人。
Suddenly, a screen appeared in front of him. And he heard a stiff voice said, ”You can choose to leave here. Yes or no? ”The boy chose yes and immediately the sun was darkening. Then the boy disappeared with the sun. Seconds later, everything was restored.
突然，一个屏幕出现在他面前。然后他听见一个僵硬地声音说道：“你可以选择离开这儿。离开或是留下？”他选择了离开。太阳立刻开始变暗，然后，男孩随着太阳一起消失了。没过多久，一切又恢复了原样。
In this school, each student who was bulled would have a choice to leave or stay here. Most of them chose to keep far away from here, and what about those who chose to stay? Nobody knew their fate.
在这个学校，每个被欺负过的学生都可以选择离开或者继续待在这里。大多数人都选择了离开，那么那些选择留下的呢？没人知道他们最后的下场。
It was obviously that the population of this school shrank and shrank. In the end, the most powerful bully was selected out as a champion. Soon, many people would be put here again.
很显然，学校的人数会越来越少，最终最厉害的小地痞将被选出来成为冠军。不久，许多人又会被投放到这。
Like an endless game being manipulated.
像一场被控制着的无休止的游戏。
Everyone would start a new round of bullying.
所有人在这开始新一轮的“厮杀”。
No one knows who operates the campus.
没人知道是谁在操纵这所学校。
The sun is still dazzling in the isolated campus.
这座孤立校园里的太阳依然很刺眼。
