There was a mess at my desk.

Xue Xiaotong and Dong Xiaoai began to help me clean up, but they seemed to be very afraid of getting dirty, and their movements were very slow.

I looked at Xue Xiaotong in surprise, she looked angry, like my best friend.

If they didn't do it, who did it?

The two of them found a large garbage bag from the back of the classroom and helped me clean it up little by little. Just after packing up a few, the class bell rang.

Zhang Yang walked in lazily with the bell.

As soon as I took two steps, I saw a group of people working around my desk, and when I came over curiously, I kicked at the desk and said, "Fuck! What are you doing!?

"You don't have that, why are you angry?" Xiao Ai said as she cleaned up!

"It's smelly, it's smelly, damn it! I said Murphy, what are you doing with all this garbage?" Zhang Yang said with disdain, looking at the dirty drink bottles.

As soon as I heard his question, I was even more confused.

He scratched his head, as if he suddenly understood, "That's right, I almost forgot, your father is Lao Mo in the west of the city, right? I inquired at noon today, come on, come on, I'll help you get it! How much can this drink bottle sell for?"

As soon as he said this, Xue Xiaotong next to him was stunned, raised his head after reacting, and asked Zhang Yang puzzled: "You know everything?"

"Of course, I know many, many ......," Zhang Yang looked at me and smiled weirdly.

I've been cleaning up, and I don't dare to go too far, while cleaning up, I thought: He must not know, he must not know that I used to be a street girl, right?

"Of course, I know many, many ......," Zhang Yang looked at me and smiled weirdly.

"What do you know?" Xue Xiaotong didn't move, and asked Zhang Yang with straight eyes.

"I know that his father is a rag...... Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, slightly provocative to her.

When my family situation was publicized and told in front of the whole class, I felt a sense of emptiness in my heart.

Knowing it, they all know it, and they don't need to pretend to be anything in the future.

It's just that when I let go of those psychological burdens, another door opened in my world!

When the door opened, when I heard him say so softly, "His father was a rag picker," and when I looked at the pile of bottles, there was no pinprick in my heart, and there was no great pain.

There was only something called "heavy" that was pulling me down.

That kind of huge pull pulled me down the whole way, like being in deep water, the more I went down, the more I pressed, and the more I went down, the more I felt a kind of oppressive suffocation......

Then, your chest will be stuffy, and you won't be able to breathe!

Then, all of a sudden, you feel that your eyes are not so bright, you start to become cloudy, and you don't dare to touch the sharp gaze of others.

The source of that pull, the name of the door, the muddy thing that makes people can't help but bow their heads is called poverty.

I never thought that poverty could have such magic.

However, this repression is not enough for the next pressure.

When Xue Xiaotong heard that Zhang Yang knew my life experience so well, he asked with an incredulous face: "You, don't you have a habit of cleanliness! Since you know that her father is a rag collector, why are you so willing to help her?"

After Zhang Yang heard this, he didn't pay attention to Xue Xiaotong anymore, turned his head and leaned over and whispered in my ear: "I have a cousin named Zhang Zhen, he is a classmate with you, right?"

Hearing the name Zhang Zhen, my heart trembled.

No, Zhang Zhen is indeed my classmate, but he probably won't tell him, right?

He continued to whisper: "I didn't expect you to do that before, but don't worry, as long as you listen to me, I won't say anything to anyone......"

I looked up and looked into his eyes, and he was smiling very happily and happily. But my heart hurts to death!

After being labeled as "inferior", he has to be so threatened again......

Is it so happy in their eyes to rub salt in someone else's wound?

"What are you two whispering?" Xue Xiaotong looked at Zhang Yang puzzled and asked. The corners of the angry mouth and the excited eyes can see that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

"Xue Xiaotong, after so many years, you still haven't given up, heh, you can still pretend like this!" he said, bending down and cleaning me very quickly.

"Zhang Yang, what do you mean?" Xue Xiaotong was a little annoyed.

"You know a few meanings! I can think of who did this pile of drink bottles with my toes, it can really be filled!" Zhang Yang pointed at her with the drink bottle. That state simply made Xue Xiaotong unable to get off the stage.

However, Xue Xiaotong was surprisingly calm, and looked at her with a very puzzled look and asked, "Am I that kind of person in your heart?"

Zhang Yang ignored her and put the last few drink bottles into a large woven bag, gently tied them, and threw them into the pile of sanitary tools next to him, turned his head and asked me, "Do you have toilet paper?"

I took a bag out of my backpack and went to the back to find a rag and start wiping the table.

I'm not stupid, seeing them so strong, I know that they must have known each other in junior high school, and there have been many stories.

Dong Xiaoai couldn't look at it and said, "Xiaotong, look at it." I'm right! This has just started school, and they have that meaning!"

"What are you guys doing?" said the teacher as he came in, looking at us angrily.

After a few of us sat down quickly, the teacher began to give various explanations.

Zhang Yang next to me began to look at me sideways, holding a piece of toilet paper in his other hand, gently wiping the corner of my desk.

The provocative smile, the seductive eyes, made my heart extremely anxious. I could feel that he was about to start threatening me, threatening me with the story of the street girl.

Xue Xiaotong in front would always look back at him from time to time, his mouth pouting childishly, like a princess who had lost candy.

"Murphy?" Zhang Yang shouted next to me.

I flipped through some of the textbooks I had just sent and started to read them, ignoring him.

He reached over and covered my textbook.

Looking at those hands, I only felt that they were very white, and they didn't feel like men's hands. Excellent maintenance.

"Smack!" he snapped his fingers slightly.

I looked at him with a little anger.

"Look!" he flipped through his phone and pointed the screen at me.

There was a picture on my phone of him secretly taking me.

"Did you pass my permission?" I asked, glaring at him with some anger.

"You used to ......," he said, glancing at Xiao Ai sitting in front of me very cautiously, and when she felt as if she was eavesdropping, her eyes immediately showed disdain, and she put her arms around my neck and directly hugged me into his arms?

Just as I was about to break free, he whispered in my ear, "I passed your picture to my cousin, and he confirmed that it was you." You used to ...... The surname is Li, and now the surname is Mo, right? Hehe, but don't worry, as long as you listen to my arrangement, I will never tell the news......"

He hooked my neck with one hand, and my head was stuck in the crook of his arm, this ambiguous action made me very resistant, and even more resistant to Xue Xiaotong and their jealousy!

I tried hard to put him away, running my hand through the messy hair, and just when I was about to ask something, I suddenly found that Xue Xiaotong and Dong Xiaoai had already seen the ambiguous action of the two of us just now.

"You, what the hell do you want to do?" I glared at him angrily.

Zhang Yang glanced at Xue Xiaotong, and asked with the same undisguised frown: "Do you like me?"

He looked at me with that deep and tender gaze, but unfortunately I was 100% immune. In my eyes, he is as naïve as Xue Xiaotong.

Seeing that I was glaring at him angrily, he shook his head with a smile, "Well, yes, I just like you like this! Nice, nice ......"

He laughed, smiling wickedly.

The kind of evil that will make many girls unbearable and obsessed.

But I couldn't laugh, I just thought his laughter was numb.

If Lu Li or Zhang Liang were there, seeing him smiling at me like this, he would definitely rush up as soon as possible!

"The only drawback is that your family is a rag, do you have any other advantages?"

"......" I didn't respond, because I could feel that Xue Xiaotong and Dong Xiaoai in front of me were already a little abnormal. They sat upright, and they could feel their muscles tense through the thin T-shirts.

"You're so tall, have you considered being a model?" he asked.

"Not interested. I said with some disgust.

"You know what? I'm a model, a male model......" he said as he leaned on the table and looked sideways.

I don't think he made much of a joke, but I don't understand why he used the word "liberation" just now.

Liberation of what?

Relieve so many women from chasing him, or relieve Xue Xiaotong's liking for him?

……

After class, I quickly left the classroom.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang was like a fly that couldn't be driven away, which made people feel bored!

When I leave the classroom, I have an hour to eat, and after eating, I go to self-study in the evening.

After eating, I walked around the campus in a depressed mood, walked on the tree-lined avenue where the sunset shone, and watched the leaves be so moist.

At that moment, looking at the students of the same age in front of me, I stopped. Looking at those immature faces, I suddenly remembered Ah Spider.

I thought of her very inexplicably, suddenly, and sadly.

At the same age as us, she was a mother, a person who sold for her children, and a person who had tasted the pain of the world.

A "girl" who finally committed suicide because of lovelessness.

The difference between people is always so big.

Before I knew it, I walked to the playground and saw the mineral water bottles that many students threw away when they were playing, and my legs walked over without obeying.

I want to pick it up.

Would love to pick it up.

When I went out with my father to collect things, if I encountered a drink bottle or something on the side of the road, my father's body was so inconvenient, he would get out of the car and pick it up.

When I look at the number of bottles in front of me, I can calculate how much they can sell for.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and several bottles rolled on the ground.

Suddenly, I realized that I had actually walked over.

Why did I come to it like I was sleepwalking?

At that moment, I was acutely aware that I had changed.

My heart has become poor.

In my eyes, it's not bottles, it's money.

How did I end up like this?

I walked to the dormitory with a depressed heart, telling myself over and over again to be "normal".

I am a student, and I have to focus on my studies.

Tell myself over and over again that I'm just like them, I'm just a high school student like them!

I'm going to talk about my future grades, or they'll throw garbage in my seat!

I'm going to use my grades to shut up those who scolded me, as I did before!

When I returned to the dormitory, Xue Xiaotong immediately ran up and grabbed my hand, "Why did you come here so late, I got you a meal!"

"I, I've eaten in the cafeteria. "I was a little nervous about her enthusiasm. After the events of the afternoon, I think she is really an inscrutable girl.

"Yes, I don't know who made your desk like that today. Really. It makes people angry to watch! Zhang Yang said that I got it for you, do you believe it?" she asked with her mouth open pitifully.

Looking at her self-reproachful "face", my intuition told me that she seemed to be playing tricks on me step by step.

When he turned his head inadvertently, he suddenly noticed that it was Liu Suyun who was standing on the side like a log.

At this moment, her left cheek was flushed, and four finger prints could be faintly seen in the red place, which was naturally slapped by someone.