At this moment, my mother saw me coming back and hurriedly said to Village Chief Guo: "Let's just say it first, my daughter is back, let's talk about it." ”

She hung up in a hurry, and both of us were a little embarrassed when we both met eyes.

Then I pursed my lips and said, "Mom, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go back to sleep first." ”

When I entered the house and closed the door, I heard my mother sigh outside.

I couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable, I really felt very sad about this complicated relationship between my mother and the man.

But I know my mom is all for me. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't want to be so self-loving and entangled with those men.

But I think my mom will only hurt herself by doing this, and I really don't want her to do this, but the only thing I can do at the moment, it seems, is to just avoid hearing her talk to those people and leave her some privacy.

It's a sign of respect for her, and it's also an ostrich-like escape that I can't force on.

When I arrived at school the next day, I thought about it again, not knowing what to expect.

After all, so many things happened yesterday, I am afraid that Han Xinrou will retaliate against me, and I am also afraid that there will be an affair between Chen Nianmo and me.

But when I got to school, it was something I didn't expect.

A group of people in the school kept saying, "Is Zheng Xinguang coming back?"

A group of them gathered together and made a lot of noise.

"How is it possible? Didn't Zheng Xinguang drop out of school for that Li Juan before?"

"But it seems like he's really coming back, I don't know why. Maybe he changed his mind again, after all, Li Juan has come to school, hasn't he?"

"Hey, pull it down, Li Juan, that vixen, can she rest assured not to harm Zheng Xinguang?"

The crowd was arguing, and I was carrying my bag and couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Is it true? Zheng Xinguang is really going back to school?

If it's true, I don't know what I should think, I am happy for Zheng Xinguang, and at the same time I feel a little strange in my heart.

Inexplicably, when those people saw me, they all looked disdainful, spat on me, and began to arrange me and said: "At that time, it was Li Juan who harmed Zheng Xinguang, since Li Juan has the face to stay in school, Zheng Xinguang should naturally come back, what can compare to his future?"

I felt a little sad when I heard it, but I couldn't say anything more to them.

Yes, what could be better than my own future, I thought of the previous conversation with Lin Keer, and there was not much surprise about it. Instead, I breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay this way, Zheng Xinguang is finally back on track, his life should be like this, not with me. Maybe Lin Ke'er can really help him. As Lin Keer said, he chose her, and Lin Keer is indeed helping Zheng Xinguang now.

As long as Zheng Xinguang can go back to school for social sciences, I don't think I can mind the rest.

But just when I wanted to leave, the people around me wouldn't give up this good opportunity to gossip.

As soon as I walked together, they immediately gathered around me, stopped me, and asked me all kinds of sharp questions, without paying any attention to the feelings of my classmates.

"Li Juan, why did Zheng Xinguang come back? Did he figure it out? Did you persuade him?"

"How is it possible? People like her won't persuade him to come back, it must be Zheng Xinguang who has changed his mind. ”

"Why did Zheng Xinguang come back to school? It is said that he fell out with his family, so where did he get the money to go to school now?"

I was powerless to deal with these topics, covering my head with one hand and covering my face with the other to move forward, but then someone pushed me and said, "What kind of star are you pretending to be?

I never thought that in the end, I would be bullied because of this.

The questions they asked weren't sticking a knife in my heart.

If I could answer these questions clearly, would I still be subjected to these rumors?

I was both angry and sad, and I knew that I was powerless to cope with the waves of questions that came rushing in like a bee.

I tried to push the crowd away, but the crowd was like a moving stone wall, and I couldn't move for half of it.

They didn't seem to want to see me as a person, but rather as a novelty object, and fenced me around like a monkey, just wanting to know the answers to these gossip.

With their mouths wide open and their eyes wide, it seemed as if they were all looking at me with cold masks, like puppets, very cold.

I couldn't help but whisper, "Don't ask, don't ask!"

But no one listened to me, and in the middle of the crowd, a basketball suddenly came from a distance.

The basketball momentum and the crowd suddenly dispersed, and I was in the middle of the crowd, a little stunned by the questions of this group of people, and I didn't react.

At this time, I don't know who secretly pushed me out with both hands, and the basketball smashed directly into my head.

"Ah——!h

"I'm sorry! it's okay—" The man who came to pick up the ball saw that it was me, and his voice stopped abruptly.

My ears buzzed, and the people in front of me instantly changed from one to two.

When he saw that it was me, he stopped his mouth and pressed the words that he wanted to apologize.

Not only that, but he also squeezed me and said, "You deserve to be smashed!"

When I squinted at him in pain, he said to me, "What? I'm right, people like you deserve to be smashed!"

He gave me a look of disdain, and walked away.

I sat alone with tears in my eyes, very uncomfortable.

My head felt like it was swollen with a big bag, but when the people around me saw me, they only stepped back a few steps, like a plague.

And they also disgusted: "It's really useless, you can be smashed by a basketball every walk." ”

He didn't blame the person who hit me just now, but blamed me for everything.

People are like this, once someone is stigmatized, everyone will think that this person deserves to suffer any bad situation. What can I say about the fact that the world is like this? So in the end, I just endured the pain and got up with my hands on the ground.

At this time, I realized that I had accidentally fallen to the ground, and even my hand was rubbing the skin.

My head was red and swollen, and my hands were tingling unbearably, and I felt uncomfortable for a while, and even felt the urge to cry.

But in the face of the group of people who whispered bad intentions to me, I took a deep breath and knew that I couldn't cry, I had to be strong, in this campus where no one sympathized with me.