Curled lazily on the side between the off-white hanging chairs, Gan Luo pinned a few strands of short hair behind his ears, the skin color of the fruit-green suspenders was tender and white, and the hanging bare feet gently touched the leaves of the aster, and the tips of the leaves slipped over a little itchy.

Opening the notebook resting on her lap, the sound of the keyboard tapping in the room, she continued to write the story with the wedge she had drafted yesterday.

It was many years ago.

……

Ganluo's family of four, living in Yanghe Town, painting the countryside, has been seven years since leaving the mountains and entering the plains, at the age of 13.

She is in her second year of junior high school, thin and short.

In the self-study class, the head teacher stepped on high heels, lightly touched the heel, quietly walked to the back door and pushed the door open, his eyes turned around, his eyes locked on Ganluo by the back door, and lowered his voice: "Ganluo, you come out." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ganluo went out, looked down at his toes, and stood quietly by the wall, waiting for the head teacher's question.

Legend has it that the "little bee" who spied on the class teacher was her.

However, she is a bit lazy as a "bee".

"In class recently, who are the more skinny? Last time, I made the new Chinese teacher cry, and I was really capable. ”

"The few people who caused trouble last time have been divided, and the atmosphere in the class is much better than before. Gan Luo raised his head and looked at Teacher Xia, "Teacher Zhang, are you okay?"

"It's good. Teacher Xia smiled and reached out to straighten the collar of her school uniform, "Yesterday, I looked at the conduct rating column of the publicity wall on the first floor, and the hygiene of our class was deducted 0.5 points. You are a labor commissioner, you have to do your work carefully, go after class to see what is going on. ”

"Good. ”

"Let's go inside. After Mr. Xia finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the sound of the heels of his high heels was still quiet.

After class, I went to the second floor, the door of the office was open, and Mr. Feng sat on the chair to sort out the documents, and his body of more than 200 pounds still only sat on one-third of the soft leather chair.

Teacher Xia's class, since the beginning of the first year of junior high school, the mobile red flag has not been taken off on the door number of the classroom. Such a performance also made Mr. Feng, who manages the school health and school discipline, pay more attention to this class.

Today, what surprised and surprised him was that Mr. Xia's class had deducted points.

"Knock knock. Ganlo knocked on the door.

"Please come in. Teacher Feng turned his head and glanced at Gan Luo, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hello teacher, can I check the inspection records of the Discipline Inspection Department yesterday?"

"That's what the table opens. Teacher Feng pointed to the desktop with the pen in his hand, "Don't mess with it, read it and put it back in place." ”

"Hmm" Gan Luo walked to the table, didn't pick up the checkbook, just turned the page and looked at yesterday's date, a line of small print, "There is confetti at the staircase in the corridor, -0.5"

The staircase of the corridor, where she had been near class, was clean. Either the student checked the wrong management area, or someone littered when no one was around, but she didn't have the credentials.

Teacher Feng on the side put down the pen and looked at her sideways, the school uniform and school pants were on this girl, it seemed, the big one was outrageous, and the edge of the trouser leg behind the canvas shoes was still on the ground although rolled up, "Which class are you from?"

"The second and fourth classes of junior high school. ”

Gan Luo turned his head to look at the teacher and replied, placing the notebook in one hand, "Thank you, Mr. Feng." He turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't want to be stopped by the teacher suddenly.

"You're the labor councilor of your class?"

"Well, let's take a look because of the point deduction. There was no superfluous expression on Ganluo's face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, trying to keep his face from stiff.

She doesn't really like to talk, especially when it comes to teachers.

"Oh, where are the points deducted?" Teacher Feng looked at Ganluo's expression, and his eyes softened a lot, "It's not easy for your class to deduct points." ”

"There are confetti at the staircase in the hallway. ”

"It doesn't matter if you deduct it once, keep it this week, the score of 9.5, the mobile red flag is still your class. ”

"Hmm" Ganlo nodded and stepped out of the office door, feeling relieved.

Just as he was about to enter through the back door of the classroom, a broom flew out of the back door and crossed Ganluo's feet.

"I told you to wipe the blackboard! Are you deaf, go and wipe it off for me!"

"The guy with a pit in his head, your parents sent you to study, is it a panic that you have too much money! Yesterday's homework hasn't been copied for Lao Tzu......

The sound of scolding and kicking of the classroom desk turned into a pot of porridge by the back door of the classroom.

Ganluo was facing the open back door of the classroom, his temples trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back, and the feeling of déjà vu crept up from the bottom of his heart, and his stomach contracted and tightened.

In front of him, Xue Qian lay down in the corner of the classroom where the brooms were stacked, curled up with his head in his hands, four boys surrounded him, Zhang Qian took the lead, raised his foot and kicked towards Xue Qian.

Gan Luo's hand hanging down at his side was clenched tightly in the cuffs of his school uniform, his feet took a big step, picked up the broom at his feet, threw it directly at Zhang Gan, hit him on the leg that he was about to kick down, stepped into the door and took the mop rod with the broken head by the door with one hand and stopped it in front of Xue, clenched it with one hand, stared at Zhang Gan's eyes tightly, and clenched his jaw and said: "If you dare to kick, I will dare to smoke." ”

The people in the classroom who were originally out of the way turned their heads to look at the back door of the classroom, Zhang Gan's face turned red, and he rushed to Ganluo, raised his hand to poke her shoulder, and yelled angrily at Ganluo's door, "Get out of the way!"

"Ganluo, you'd better leave this alone. The three boys on the side saw Ganluo come in and surrounded her.

"What do you mean, I have to watch him kick it out, don't you?" Gan Luo lowered his voice and turned his eyes to look at Zhang Gan, "A few people bullied him, are you embarrassed?"

"......" Zhang Qian's cheeks bulged, squinted at Ganluo, and swung his clenched fist towards her face, Ganluo gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his palms were sweaty and still clutched the stick, standing in front of Xue Qian without moving.

There was no movement, and when he opened his eyes, Zhang Gan's fist turned into an outstretched index finger, pointing at Ganluo and gritting his teeth, "Lao Tzu doesn't beat women, you have a kind!"

Turning his head to look at Xue Qian's curled position, "Phew, coward, give me the homework you copied tomorrow."

"Is there anything wrong?" Gan Luo turned his head to look at Xue Qian behind him, and the other party shook his head and curled up in the broom pile with his head in a muffled voice.

"They beat you, why didn't they fight back?" Ganluo squatted down and pulled Xue Qian's arm, unable to pull it up, listening to a dull sob.

"Fight back, they beat even harder, if they don't wipe the blackboard, they will be beaten, if they don't copy homework, they will be beaten, and if they return the mouth, they will be beaten. ”

"I don't understand the class, so I might as well help them copy it, and they don't always beat me. ”

"......" Gan Luo's thoughts sank and he was silent.

Reached out and grabbed Xue Qian's arm and pulled it up.

She doesn't want to say more, and it's useless to say more.

"Let's go to class first. ”

"Hmm" Xue Qian nodded in agreement, glanced up at Ganluo, raised his sleeve and wiped the shoe prints on his face, and walked towards the seat with his head down.

"Why do they always bully him?" The two girls in the aisle looked at Xue Qian's torn clothes and muttered quietly, and the girl next to him pointed to her head, "What else can it be, it's not because he's not good, it's pitiful, his grandparents shouldn't have sent him to study." ”

"Gan Luo usually sees Wenwen weak, but today she is so bold as to help Xue Qian? Guess, what is the relationship between her and Xue Qian?"

Hu Mei listened to the discussion between the two girls and joined the topic, and turned her head to look in the direction where Gan Luo was sitting, "She helped Xue Qian, it's not because Xue Qian is the same as she used to be, she is the target of bullying." ”

"How do you know?" The egg-faced girl became interested and took the initiative to give up her seat to Hu Mei, her apricot eyes flashing, and motioned for her to continue.

"She and I were elementary school classmates, and when I was in the fourth grade, I transferred to my class, and I heard that she used to ......"

Hu Mei looked in the direction where Gan Luo was sitting, picked up the pen in her hand and wrote a sentence in the notebook: In short, the silent dog bites people the most, you better stay away from her.

The voices of several girls were not loud or small, and they could be heard by Ganluo just now.

Listening to every word into her ears, she listened quietly like that.

There are some things that you get used to when you listen to them. Whether it was before, or before helping Xue today, she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

She also has a part-time business, a member of the disciplinary committee, took out the notebook in the drawer, and generally wrote when she was idle, wrote and painted, and on the beige line book, she did not write down the name of the girl who kept chattering, but drew a half-open half-lotus in the corner.

Half lotus, not a lotus, is a kind of flower that only blooms halfway, resembling an orchid and resembling a lotus. Growing in the soil, the farmer is the most tired of a kind of grass, not afraid of water and drought, Ganluo raised three pots at home, this month, is blooming.

……

She was writing words, and suddenly a message popped up in WeChat, "Xiaoluo, I heard that he has returned to China." You ......" is a message from Xiaomei.

Came without warning.

Gan Luo's typing hand paused, staring at the screen in a daze, the screensaver is a photo that can't see the years and months, the photo is a lush locust tree like a pavilion, a tree is full of flowers like snow, under the tree, is a teenager.

She reopened the document, the sound of keyboard tapping at her breath and her heartbeat.