The sun was warm, the willow tree drooped its branches, fluttering in the wind, swinging on Mo Wei's shoulders, as if his loving mother was caring for him.

His heart was fluttering, his eyes were slightly red, and he was quite emotional.

The stars are changing, the seasons are leaving, and the five years of time have passed in a hurry.

He came to the city at the age of eight, and five years later, he is already a thirteen-year-old innocent teenager.

He was there, and what caught his eye was a clear facial features, resolute water chestnut, hair hanging down between his eyebrows, black and translucent, and his white shirt contrasted, looking youthful and delicate.

At this time, his face was quietly pale, and his slightly melancholy face seemed to be full of vicissitudes.

Memories slip away, looking back at the past.

His father's strictness intensified, and he knew that it was all for his good, and it was not abuse, "It's okay." He comforted himself.

The stepmother's gentle attitude became more and more hideous, and her hypocrisy suddenly appeared, as if she could no longer maintain her composure.

Mo Wei was beaten mercilessly by her, ran away from home, and was later found by Whaley.

At the same time, he was starved, treated like cruelty, and he hid in a neighbor's house, where he fed.

Later, Mo Lan left, and I heard that he was sent by his father to study elsewhere and was unable to share his pain.

And Mo Jiang was basically outside, unable to understand the truth, Mo Wei was still young at that time, and he was timid and did not dare to tell him.

His memory faded day by day, but his memories of the painful past were still fresh, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help himself, and he questioned silently.

Now, he has been sent to Pudong to continue his education.

He always hates parting so much, whether it is the departure of his sister or the long distance from his own mother, he hates it.

At such a young age, how could he reverse the gears of fate? His only thought was to hope that he could go on steadily.

No why, just for the relatives who were worried about it day and night.

Fortunately, after coming to Pudong, he met his sister Mo Lan again, and the two depended on each other, only relying on dozens of yuan a month to fill the family.

Although the life is poor, the two are very strong, their lives are safe and stable, and they are a little comfortable in the plain.

In September, it was a bit hot, and the morning was warmer.

Today is the school registration day, Mo Lan will report for work tomorrow, and he is sleeping lazily at this time, Mo Wei didn't bother and left the house early.

The morning light was very warm, shining on Mo Wei's face, he dissipated his melancholy and put on a bright smile.

Today is a special day, the first day of junior high school, he stepped on his steps, full of sadness.

He was already familiar with the way to school.

After he transferred from his father to the elementary school here, he often wandered around, and he already knew that there was a middle school nearby, just around the corner three miles from his home.

The birds and warblers are singing, the green is swirling all the way, the mood is very happy, the time is also very fast, and in less than a while, he arrived at his destination.

Standing outside the gate of the campus, there is a strong fragrance of books, mixed with a little plant fragrance, and the air is extremely fresh.

On the right side of the school gate is a long horizontal stone carving, on which four large characters are revealed: Shuyuan Middle School.

The gold-bordered campus name was one word different from the name of the elementary school he attended, and when he looked inside, the layout of the middle school campus was obviously very different from the elementary school.

He walked in, fresh and permeated, very pleasant, like a clear stream slipping into his heart, refreshing people's hearts.

On the left side are two teaching buildings, separated by each other, surrounded by greenery, coupled with the joyful sound of the beginning of the school year, full of vigorous atmosphere.

Turning my gaze back, I saw a small basketball court at the end. As he stepped forward, he saw a wide playground in front of him on the left, and a football field in the center with green grass on it.

Nearby, there are more lush small trees, which surround the playground, and the fresh smell permeates the entire campus.

After a short stroll, he began to set off towards the school building, and when it was time to get down to business, he raised his feet and ran to the second floor.

The campus was full of people, very noisy, and laughter. Even on the stairs leading to the second floor, there were people running back and forth.

Bang dang!

Someone rushed down from above, and he was suddenly slammed into the corner, and the book in the other party's arms spilled to the ground, making a sound.

"Oops, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. A magnetic and nice voice came, and he apologized politely and helped Mo Wei up.

Being hit like this, there was a spicy pain in his shoulder, and it was so sour that Mo Wei inhaled.

"It doesn't matter. Mo Wei kneaded the sore spot, did not get angry, and responded to the other party very politely.

He looked up and saw that the other party was a fat man with a fat head and big ears, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was particularly fat. Standing in front of him, Mo Yu suddenly felt that he was too thin.

"I'm so embarrassed. He smiled and continued to speak, looking a little shy.

The other party was too polite, Mo Wei muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but smile at him.

"It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, this is the corner of the stairs, I didn't pay attention in advance, and you didn't notice that I was going upstairs, this kind of thing happened, it's an accident. ”

"You're right, I'm fine!" he said gently, the other party was very friendly, and he didn't care about being hit.

He is such a person, and whatever attitude others have towards him, he will respond to others with this attitude.

As soon as Mo Wei finished speaking, he found that the other party seemed to have a laser in his eyes, staring straight at him, and handed out his right hand, he was immediately puzzled.

"Reacquaint, my name is Yuan Wuda. He was very serious, his tone was extremely firm, and said, "I like you very much, you friend, I have made up my mind." ”

This was a bit of an accident, which made Mo Wei pause. He was very enthusiastic, and directly grabbed Mo Wei's hand, put it on his hand, and shook it naturally.

Mo Wei was a little confused, what is this, and there are people who make friends like this, without asking his opinion at all.

"You don't dislike me for being fat, do you?" he picked up the book that had fallen to the ground, and suddenly spoke, "Don't look at me fat, I'm smart, I'm a rare all-round fat man." ”

He spoke very interestingly, Mo Wei stared at him, thought he was particularly funny, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hello, I'm Mo Worry. ”

Because Mo Wei is more introverted, he has not had any friends at all for several years. At this moment, there is such a person who is willing to befriend him, of course he is happy, but more happy.

He wiped his hand on his clothes and asked for a new acquaintance, Yuan Wuda was impatient, stretched out his fat palm, grinned and smirked, like a national treasure.

Mo Wei looked at his grinning appearance, his mood was extremely happy, and he suddenly laughed, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

The two of them are fat and fat, and they are simply the most cute and in shape.

Looking at him, this made Mo Wei suddenly think of some past events, fragmented memories, and a sense of déjà vu.

"It would be good that the two of us should have met sooner, is this called seeing each other late?!" he hooked his shoulder and said slowly.

"Probably. ”

Mo Wei smiled and said very lightly, but his heart was not calm, and there were infinite surprises in his excitement.