It's been another boring day...

The clouds outside the window floated slowly and quietly in the clear blue sky.

Drag your chin slightly with your hand so that your head can be slightly crooked, purse your mouth slightly, and then close your eyes, so that you can really enjoy the comfortable feeling of letting the breeze outside the window slowly blow across your cheeks.

The breeze accompanied by the scent of flowers slowly but gracefully swayed the hair hanging from his ears back and forth.

It can be said that only at this time, only at this moment, one's own heart is the quietest.

Yes...

The wind, the clouds, the chirping birds, and the intoxicating fragrance really make people feel so comfortable!

Seriously, I really want to keep this life for the rest of my life, so that my whole heart is completely empty, so that I can fully immerse myself in this carefree world, occasionally, a familiar melody or two will pop up in my mind, and then I will also follow this sudden melody and hum a sentence, and then accompanied by this refreshing breeze at this time, it is really a fairy day.

But just as I closed my eyes and indulged in the gift that nature had given us, a foreign object appeared in my head quickly and steadily, accompanied by a slight collision, and then I heard a faint pop.

And this faint feeling also made me quickly wake up from my sweet dream.

I know I'm going to be disciplined again.

"Lu Zixu, you go to class and sleep again, and stand behind me holding the book. ”

Sure enough, as I guessed, looking at the teacher's face of hatred, and then looking at the piece of chalk on my desk that had been used up by the teacher, I knew that I would never be able to return to my seat in this class.

By the way, what's this class on?

Why am I not impressed at all?

I saw that Lu Zixu hurriedly showed an embarrassed smile to the teacher on the podium, and then gently hit his table with his elbow, the meaning of which is self-evident.

"Lu Zixu, why are you still stunned? If you can't do it, do you still want me to go over and ask your old man to move?"

And with the heavy lenses full of the smell of knowledge, it is not difficult to see from the sad look on this human teacher that he really broke his heart for Lu Zixu.

glanced at Lu Zixu beside him, and looked at the teacher on the stage with great embarrassment, our classmate of the problem student, so he hurriedly closed the textbook on his desktop that had been filled with various notes, and then looked at the huge word 'mathematics' to Lu Zixu.

Ooh...

Looking at the math book in the hands of the same table, Lu Zixu is really a head and two big.

And as a math idiot, Lu Zixu can be said to have laid a solid foundation for those scumbags, after all, since she started high school, whether it is a weekly, monthly or final exam, her math scores have been stable, and she is at the bottom of the whole grade in every exam, and it is precisely because of this that she can be called a mountain-like strange girl by the scumbags in the school.

Just because Lu Zixu's academic performance is really like a mountain, the last fig leaf of the scumbags is firmly pressed under her ass, no matter who tries hard, it is impossible to shake her position as the penultimate in the school.

Therefore, when Lu Zixu saw clearly that what she was learning in this class was the mathematics she didn't understand the most, she smiled awkwardly at the hard-working math teacher on the stage, and then pulled out a brand new math textbook that didn't even have her name written on it from the stack of frighteningly tall books in front of her.

In this way, Lu Zixu had no choice but to stand at the back of the classroom obediently holding the textbook, and beside her, except for a huge blue trash can, there were empty drink bottles all over the floor.

It's been another boring day...

Holding the textbook, looking at the clouds outside the window, and then longing for the birds flying wantonly in the sky, quiet and comfortable.

In this way, until Lu Zixu got out of school in the afternoon, she didn't know how she spent this day, and when she watched the classmates around her leave together in each other's laughter one after another, she realized that she had never been able to integrate into the lives of her classmates, and she was always alone in her student career.

A wry smile that seemed to comfort herself, and then shook her head slightly in this wry smile, when she looked at the brand-new textbooks on her desk, and looked up at the countdown to the final exam on the blackboard that was being reduced every day, she slowly withdrew her outstretched hand.

Picking up the schoolbag that did not contain a book, Lu Zixu left the classroom in such a chic manner.

As the sun sets, the remnant sun reflects the whole sky reddish, and with the gusts of geese flying by, the silence of the night will begin to play out gradually.

And on the busy pedestrian street, because of a trivial matter, the already chaotic street became even more chaotic.

"Catch the thief... Catch the thief... The man stole my bag... Catch the thief wow..."

Far away, Lu Zixu could faintly hear that from the direction behind him, there was a woman's miserable scream, and following this sound, she saw that a man in a brown leather coat was running wildly in the direction of himself with a small satchel in his hand, and judging from the other party's hideous face, he didn't look like a good person.

Not far behind the man, a sweaty middle-aged woman was holding her knees with both hands, and then stood in place panting, from time to time, the middle-aged woman would reach out to the man's back, and then take a step, calling for help while slowly moving forward.

Although Lu Zixu is not good at studying, she is still very good in terms of being a person, at least in her heart, she can still distinguish between right and wrong, what is good and what is bad, she can still distinguish clearly.

Therefore, when the thief was not too far away from Lu Zixu, he saw that she got off the bicycle suddenly, and then took advantage of the thief's inattention, and quickly put the front of her car across the street.

Sure enough, because of Lu Zixu's accident, the thief who stole someone's satchel hit Lu Zixu's bicycle directly, and even knocked the person and the car to the ground.

Before the thief could get up, Lu Zixu kicked the thief fiercely and scuffled with the other party.

However, when Lu Zixu personally handed the satchel back into the hands of the middle-aged woman, what was waiting for her was just a light thank you.

Except for this 'thank you', there was nothing left.

The police took the thief away, and before leaving, the thief glared at Lu Zixu viciously, in addition, the crowd of onlookers dispersed in an instant, and as for the middle-aged woman who was robbed by the thief, she left the scene early.

With a dumb chuckle, Lu Zixu could only pat his footprints and dust indiscriminately, then leaned down, lifted the bicycle that fell to the ground again, and limped to push the bicycle towards his door.

Suddenly, the street lights on the pedestrian street were turned on, only reflecting Lu Zixu's lonely back.

When she got home, Lu Zixu's father didn't ask her about her footprints, let alone ask a word about her study today, her father would only sit on a small stool alone, and then pour himself cup after glass, paralyzing himself with the cheapest inferior wine in the convenience store.

This is Lu Zixu's home.

This is the home that Lu Zixu relies on to survive, it is her warm harbor, and since her mother is gone, this home has become what it is today.

Originally, this home was still full of warmth and laughter, but all this beauty has changed dramatically because of a critical illness notice, and until this time, Lu Zixu can still clearly remember how broken her father was when her mother was pushed out of the operating room by the doctors.

Holding her mother's hands with both hands, she knelt weakly in front of the surgical cart, and hit her head against the handle in front of her over and over again, while hitting the handle, she murmured her mother's name, and on her father's cheeks, tears were like a kite with a broken string, which had already been connected.

Since then, Lu Zixu's home has become what it is today.