Chapter 8: Love (4)
The small office was already overcrowded, and Jing Fengshun's mother's hatred of Bai Huan was especially obvious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The principal's tone was tough, and he didn't talk about half of the feelings, "The conduct score is full early, three warnings, five times for minor and too big, plus this time, expulsion from the school." "None of those who were present to testify were willing to intercede for him. The principal handed the transcript to Bai Huan, "If it's all true, then sign it." ā
She looked at the records carefully, one by one, as if she was slowly tearing apart and tearing apart a complete body of the little madman, but he had to pay for his actions!
As soon as the word "white" fell, the woman who had always hated her suddenly shouted, "Classmate, don't..."
The woman groveled, as if she was ten years old, "There are still three months to graduate, if you really sign it, then Xiao Jing has been reading for nothing for the past four years." You're both almost twenty years old, do you know how significant this is? You let him hold a beginner Chinese in the future, how to gain a foothold in society..."
"Auntie, his mistakes are far more than these, my hands, feet, every injury on my body is due to him." Say it all, not just one piece of paper can be written.
"You're going to ruin his life..."The woman howled and cried, and actually knelt down, "Please, take pity on the hearts of the parents of the world." ā
But the little madman stared at her like a vicious wolf, "You still beg her?" If she really dares to sign, I will never forget Fengshun! ā
He's still provoking her!
He didn't even know how to repent!!
The word "ring" was signed ruthlessly.
His mother was almost angry as if the whole world had collapsed. Looking at Baihuan's eyes like bloodthirsty peeling skin, if you say goodbye, you must treat each other with knives and guns!
The principal said that the reason why Jing Fengshun had today's fate was all due to his doting mother. Only after this heavy blow can he understand that there is a law in this society, and it is not easy to survive in this society! It is not heaven or earth that can save him, only himself! Instead of repenting in prison in the future, it is better to come to a great realization now.
I hope so.
Bai Huan kept staring at his phone on the bus, and he didn't reply to any of the text messages he had sent before. She flipped through the address book and fixed on the words "Bai Mu Yang" - he still didn't answer.
After getting off the bus, I walked to the grove at the north gate of the medical school and sat down, and quickly typed on my phone, "I'll wait for you in the grove." ā
The sadness is beyond words, the former alliance is so vulnerable. An hour later, the phone was still silent, and she left disappointed, such a wait was more like a kind of begging.
After walking about fifty meters, a tall, fair-skinned girl approached her, feeling still... Déjà vu?
On the big red list, in the dazzling stage, I still think of the lover's land that I can't get by. That love rival who has appeared in my mind countless times and is blurred!
Baihuan's tongue was like a knot, "King... Wang Tingting?! ā
"Sit over there." Wang Tingting condescendingly ordered, and Baihuan obediently did it.
As soon as she sat down, Wang Tingting went straight to the topic, "There are some things that Mu Yang can't say directly, ask me to tell you, in the future... Don't even come again. ā
Bai Huan admitted that his first emotion was anger, but how could he lose his morale in front of Wang Tingting, "In what capacity do you convey it?" ā
Wang Tingting paused, "He is not in school now, he has already returned to Nanshi, because of the fight, go back to recuperate." ā
"When?"
"Three days ago."
Isn't that what happened to the little madman? Although I hit hard that day, fortunately it was all skin trauma, and the doctor also said that as long as I rested for a few days, it would be fine, so why did I get to the point of going back to Nanshi to recuperate?
It's not that simple.
"Who is he for, and for what?"
"When he came back that night, he happened to see a male classmate pulling at me, he didn't say a word, he stepped forward and punched, and finally fought together."
Bai Huan formed that stark contrast in his mind, the little madman said words like "open a room" to humiliate, he endured it again and again, and in the end it was just a verbal response, and Wang Tingting was just pulling with people, but he was indiscriminate and fist-fighting.
Wang Tingting analyzed: "Fighting is a kind of stress imagination, only when the person or thing you care about the most is violated, the brain will drive the limbs to operate to maximize your own interests." The corners of her mouth couldn't hide the smugness, "I'm not saying to advocate fighting, but from this analysis, we can conclude who is dispensable and who is important." ā
Bai Huan scoffed, "For so many years, I've never heard him mention you." ā
Wang Tingting's expression darkened slightly, and then she suddenly smiled again, "We are on the same stage in junior high school, at the same table in high school, and in the same university in college." Do you know the still water tower? Do you know that love is born over time? Do you know that your fragmentary memories put together can last us a few days? ā
Bai Huan stood up suddenly, as if he had been shot in the heart after dodging a bullet for a long time. She turned her back to her, "I don't want to know about you." ā
Do you want to know, or don't want to know? Don't even dare to know? Or rather, pretending not to know.
About thirty minutes later, after making sure that she really went away and never came back, Wang Tingting dared to take out Mu Yang's mobile phone and delete all the records called "Yang Baihuan".
At the age of twenty, they had not yet learned to empathize, and they rushed forward vigorously, which was a perfect interpretation of selfishness.
The decision to go to Shenzhen was made when Bai Huan stared at his phone for a month, and the contact named "Bai Muyang" still didn't respond. That night, Lara had been sewing and mending on her beloved work, and the needle stuck in her finger, and she finally gave up.
"The relationship for four years has fallen apart every time, and every time I sew and mend like this dress, and in the end, there are too many patches, and I work hard."
Aaron attended another higher vocational school, also leaving school in four years. Graduation is commonly known as the breakup season, and the little feelings in school are far less important than your future.
Lara made up her mind, "Baihuan, let's get out of here and go to Shenzhen." ā
Bai Huan high-fived him, and it coincided like this, "Go to the most developed city, find the best job, and be the most promising woman!" ā
This is the second time in Baihuan's life that he has climbed over the wall, and he and Lala are running in the moonlight and shouting: "Deep City, I'm here!" Tomorrow, I'm coming! Future, here we come! Ahh
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But when you really want to leave, you still linger.
Dragging heavy luggage around the train station, "Lala, we've really finished tossing our youth." ā
"Let's go, we are not urban locals, and the most we can say when we come back in the future is our alma mater."
Yes, I used to think that Nanshi was inseparable, and now I feel that the city is inseparable, in fact, it is all because of him.
Baihuan flipped through the phone and bowed his head once! For the last time!
Prompt power off!
"Ahh ā
Lala hurriedly dragged her luggage and chased after her, and saw her quickly typing in the dialogue window of "Bai Mu Yang": "At eight o'clock tonight, South Railway Station, Qianli Shen City, goodbye!" ā
Three hours, three hours to go by train! If he still doesn't hear back, then she resigned herself to her fate, and she did lose!
At this time, the more you look at the train station, the more terrifying it becomes, just a page of red paper and a place name take people in different directions, and the goal of life is randomly fiddled by the black locomotive... Two little girls leaning on each other with their luggage, why bother?
The broadcast prompted the ticket check, and Bai Huan burst into tears, she was really dispensable.
The mobile phone that handed the ticket to the staff in one hand and no longer pinned hope was ringing loudly at this time, especially in this crowded train station.
She looked at it, but said lightly, "Wicket." ā
It's like after many years, I forgot my original intention and lost my original appearance. Mu Yang's eyes were full of resentment, and as soon as he found her, he asked, "Tell me, why?" ā
Why? Shouldn't she be asking?
"Why are you leaving?"
"Are you here to tell me this?"
"The Shenzhen market is thousands of miles away, are you really leaving?"
He disappeared for a month, heaven and earth should not, shouldn't he have an explanation?
Bai Huan said coldly, "Are you still embarrassed to ask me this?" ā
He shouted like crazy, "Why? ā
Reason is long gone, and neither is the former warmth, "Are you really leaving?" ā
Aggressive! Baihuan shouted: "Yes! ā
She has fantasies!
"Are you really leaving?"
They're all making the same bet!
"Yes!"
"Are you really leaving?"
Does this kind of questioning have a chance that she will change her decision?
"Yes!"
In the game where you chase me, no one will compromise. In the past, they respected each other like guests, but they parted in a hideous face!