Jiang Xiaokui didn't distinguish for herself, and walked to the back of the classroom, her steps were as heavy as when she had just walked to the classroom from the bathroom.

Some of the classmates in the back row also bullied her before class, and from time to time they threw a paper ball at her or laughed at her, which made her uncomfortable and even physically nauseous.

Zhuang Ziping also sat not far from her, and he glanced at her from time to time, always with a mocking smile on his face. It's like saying, "See, that's what happened to me."

Jiang Xiaokui wanted to fight back against them domineeringly, saying to them, "Your tricks are really boring", but she was really not that brave.

She had listened to her father's friends talk about her mother's deeds countless times, and her mother Wen Xun was a very, very brave person.

But why, she didn't inherit a penny of that bravery.

Jiang Xiaokui held the book higher, so that others would not see that she was crying. The emotion in my heart is no longer anger at Zhuangzi and others, but disgust with my own incompetence. She really wanted to cross time and space to meet her mother, and ask her who was single-handedly full of enthusiasm at that time—how did you do it? Why can't you be afraid?

After surviving the first class of the penalty station, there was a ten-minute break in the middle of each class waiting for her. The ten minutes that I had been waiting for to breathe now had become someone else coming to her to vent her emotions, and it was hard every time.

It went on until Friday.

During the lunch break, the girl who took the lead in bullying her before morning class two days ago led a female classmate who was crying to Jiang Xiaokui's desk, she pointed to Jiang Xiaokui and said to the girl who was crying, "You just sprinkle all your anger on her!" Believe me, as long as the temper is out, it will be much more comfortable in my heart. ”

After she finished speaking, she stuffed a bottle of black and blue ink into the hand of the girl who was crying.

Jiang Xiaokui sat in her seat and looked up at them nervously, this crying girl was a very quiet female classmate in their class, one of the few people who did not show any hostility towards Jiang Xiaokui.

Jiang Xiaokui didn't know what she was crying for now, but what was certain was that it was definitely not because of her - after all, neither of them had spoken.

She hopes that the person in front of her will not really do anything to her, maybe this is not entirely out of the psychology of not wanting to be bullied, but the isolation of the crowd causes her to be stimulated from time to time a "I am observing human beings" mentality, a kind of thinking that tends to be divine.

She hoped she could still see kindness in the crowd.

But the miracle didn't happen, and the heart of praying for kindness was poured with ink poured on her face and there was nothing left—the girl really splashed the ink on Jiang Xiaokui's face at once.

Jiang Xiaokui sat numbly in his seat, feeling the cold ink slide down his face, like rolling blood.

The two people in front of them were still talking.

"Well, do you feel better?"

"Like...... No. I don't think that's right. ”

"Why do you think so much! That's what people like her do, you're just too kind. ”

"That's right, I also think that if I was ruthless, I wouldn't be so unhappy, right?"

There should be something to say later, but Jiang Xiaokui couldn't listen to it anymore, she covered her ears and screamed, trying to tear apart the cruelty and coldness in front of her in this extreme way. Because her screams were so terrible, those who loved to bully her, including Zhuang Ziping, did not dare to speak.

Occasionally, the two of them exchanged heads and asked each other, "She can't be crazy." If she's really crazy, do we break the law?"

After a while, there were already many people from other classes who heard the movement and came to see the excitement at the door. Jiang Xiaokui didn't have time to care about any of them, and got up and rushed out of the classroom.

To be honest, the moment she rushed out of the classroom door and saw the open window in the hallway, she wanted to jump. But as she staggered a few steps in that direction, she seemed to hear her parents' voices calling her name in her ear, and seemed to hear her own voice shouting to herself: Jiang Xiaokui!

The hand that had been attached to the windowsill paused at this moment, and Jiang Xiaokui stood in place in a daze, not knowing what she should do next.

Although there was only a window in front of her, she could feel that there were many people watching her from behind.

Really just stared coldly.

Her back seemed to tingle from their gaze, and as time passed, the pain turned numb.

Suddenly, a voice pierced the numbness and ran towards her, as dazzling as the first light of the morning pierced through the darkness.

It was Jing Pengze who shouted at her while pushing through the crowd, "Jiang Xiaokui, what do you want to do?!"

She turned toward him.

When he saw her still stained with ink on her face and collar of her school uniform, he was stunned. Then, he approached her, took her away from the "dangerous position" by the window, and told her to rest in the corner.

After settling her for the time being, he turned to the crowd and asked, "Who did that?"

The girl who splashed ink on Jiang Xiaokui's face obviously didn't expect things to develop to this extent, she hid behind Liang Pan, the girl who instructed her to do so, and didn't dare to say a word.

Liang Pan didn't seem to be frightened, she opened her mouth in the silent crowd and asked Jing Pengze, "My friend is unhappy, I shouted at her to make her happy." Why, the disciplinary committee wants to stand up for her? Okay, then you go to the teacher and find the principal, and I'll see who cares about me. However, I still remind you that this is our class's own business, and you should not interfere. ”

Jing Pengze approached her step by step, and after standing still in front of her, he raised his hand and slapped her hard.

The boys' hands are very strong, and after this slap, Liang Pan, who was originally high-spirited, was beaten a little stunned.

"Let's go, follow me to the office. Jing Pengze didn't give Liang Pan time to react, and reached out to pinch her wrist, as if he was going to crush her bones, "You bullied Xiaokui and I beat you, let the teacher judge and deal with it." ”

Jiang Xiaokui, who was shrunk in the corner, was stunned for a moment, and then it seemed that her numb nerves were stimulated, and she began to cry.

She knew that Liang Pan's family seemed to have a bit of a background, and Jing Pengze beat her probably because she was afraid that the teachers would see that Jiang Xiaokui was not injured and would not take care of this matter. So he simply started beating people in front of so many people - this kind of thing, the teacher can't ignore it.

Once you start to manage it from here, a series of things behind it must also be investigated.

However, when they talked about it by chance many years later, Jing Pengze just smiled and said, "Actually, I was just too angry at the time, and I wanted to beat her up but because she was a girl, I had to slap her." What kind of logic are you talking about...... It's just my luck, and it's just that I'm on the right track. ”