8. Chapter VIII
The High School Affiliated to Yunnan University is not only an ordinary provincial key, its online rate is like a golden signboard, even in the country has a high reputation. The various examination papers and test papers issued on the market, as long as they are marked with the signboard of the High School Attached to Yunnan University, they will no longer have to worry about not being able to sell.
However, the students of the attached high school enjoy the same honors, and naturally they are also under the same pressure to go on to higher education, and the life of the third year of high school is even more compact and busy.
Fen Qiao barely left herself time to rest, she didn't know what else she could do but study, she had lost enough, she didn't want to lose even this only advantage. The shame of falling into the middle of the last term, she still doesn't dare to forget it.
The classmates saw her grades declining as a matter of course, as if she had lost her parents, and her fall was inevitable. She didn't want to be the kind of person she looked down on.
In the last mock test, Fen Qiao returned to the top of her grade, and her name returned to the first line enlarged on the red list. Her life seems to be back on track, but the truth is, she is getting farther and farther away from the crowd.
She was calm, even smiling, but the sense of distance was impossible for anyone to ignore, and it was as if she had drawn a trench outside her heart that no one could overcome.
She seems to have completely lost the ability to communicate with people, and closed herself in a world.
The only person in the school who can talk to Fen Qiao is He Kun.
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Compared with other cities, the four seasons of Diancheng are not distinct, and it is not possible to reach 30 degrees Celsius in the hottest time of summer, and the classrooms are still air-conditioned.
Still, the chirping of cicadas outside the window is frustrating.
Zhong Tai commented on the papers of the mock exam on the podium, and the students under the podium whispered uncontrollably. There was a bit of commotion in the classroom.
Zhong Tai finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the roll on the podium with his backhand, and in an instant, the classroom was quiet.
Zhong Tai's voice was filled with anger, "Do you think you did well in the exam?" Hundreds of thousands of candidates in the province, do you think you can be admitted to the key points without fail? It's all ready to fly, look at you listlessly, what do you look like? β
The air pressure in the classroom is extremely low, and Zhong Tai has always been the same in the class, and no one dares to challenge Zhong Tai's anger.
At this moment, there were several knocks at the door of the classroom, and everyone in the first class breathed a sigh of relief, so that someone could help divert Zhong Tai's attention.
After Mrs. Zhong stopped commenting, Fen Qiao buried herself in correcting her mistakes on the test paper, until Mrs. Zhong called her at the door.
"Fen Qiao, come over here."
Fen Qiao looked up, and there was Zhong Tai standing at the door of the classroom, as well as two uniformed policemen.
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"When was the last time Gao Ling contacted you?"
Fen Qiao's fingers clenched the hem of the school uniform, "I don't remember." β
Her voice was low, and the person asking was so close that she could hear it faintly.
Fen Qiao's eyelashes were dense and long, and a piece of the black crow crow blocked the love in his eyes. The facial features are rare and exquisite, and every stroke is so appropriate. Because of his pale complexion, he looked even more delicate and helpless.
Even the most selfless person with an iron face couldn't force her to be ruthless, and the police officer who asked couldn't help but soften his voice a little, "Don't be afraid, just tell Uncle SΓΉ what you know, it won't be okay." β
Fen Qiao nodded obediently and lifted his eyes, his big eyes full of fear and helplessness.
"When was the last time you saw your mother?"
"I don't quite remember, about a month ago? I've moved out and haven't seen her in a long time. Fen Qiao's voice was still low.
Hearing this, the inquiring officer's heart softened a little, how could such a beautiful child be willing to throw away and run away as a mother? He tried to look kinder, "Did your mother leave you a word or something?" β
Hearing this, Fen Qiao suddenly remembered the gift box that Gao Ling gave her before her birthday and was thrown into the drawer by her, and Gao Ling specially told her to open it again on her birthday!
Fen Qiao's index finger shook slightly, and at the same time she spoke, she heard her own voice say, "No, she has nothing left." β
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After the two people who investigated the case left, Fen Qiao returned to the classroom, already in the last history class.
The history teacher was a good-natured, bald old man, and was talking with ups and downs, when Fen Qiao shouted a report at the door. The teacher turned around, but was not displeased, and nodded for her to come in. The students below saw Fen Qiao enter the door and began to whisper. The teacher maintained discipline several times and did not suppress the whispered discussion of the classmates.
For seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, being asked by the police station for questioning can be regarded as a big news, and Fen Qiao, as the protagonist of the incident, is not lacking in popularity in the grade. So, before school ended, Fenqiao's mother absconded with the money and spread throughout the grade.
Yes, the Feng family that Gao Ling married into at any cost is a big quagmire, not to mention the emptiness of her property, but also helped her with a large amount of debt, and she is used to being pampered, how can Gao Ling endure this kind of dire life, seeing that Feng An was taken away for investigation, she simply rolled up the last money on the company's books and absconded abroad.
Fen Qiao, as Gao Ling's only child, was left behind by her like this. Before two classes, Fenqiao could only be regarded as a child of a single-parent family, and after two classes, she became an orphan who lost her parents.
It was already afternoon, and a few wisps of wind were passing through his ears, but it was still warm, but Fen Qiao's palms were fine cold sweat.
The same prompt sound came from the handset of the mobile phone again: "The user you are calling has been turned off......" From the landline at my grandfather's house to my uncle's mobile phone number, none of them could be reached.
The card is spit out of the ATM.
This card is Gao Ling's secondary card, which has been frozen by the police. This is the only source of her living expenses, Fen Qiao's love is chaotic and depressed, her fingers tremble and go to draw the card, she didn't pull it out after several draws, and when the 30 seconds arrived, the card was swallowed back into the machine.
Fen Qiao withdrew his hand, forcibly held back the splash in his eyes, and clenched the straps of his backpack: there was no money in it anyway, and it didn't matter if it was swallowed. Fen Qiao told himself this, but the man stubbornly stood in place, staring at the entrance of the card, until his legs were numb and unconscious, and then he moved.
Fen Qiao was in a daze and walked to the door of his grandfather's house as if sleepwalking.
raised his hand and knocked on the door, but a familiar shout came from behind, and the voice was full of surprise: "Jojo? How did you get back? β
Fen Qiao turned around, and it was Teacher Fu who stopped her grandfather's house, who worked in the same group as her grandfather, and the relationship between the two families was excellent on weekdays.
"Why weren't you with your grandfather?" There was a bit of concern in his voice.
Fen Qiao's nose was sour, and he was about to answer, but he found the point in his words and asked, "Grandpa, aren't they at home?" β
Teacher Fu was strange, but she still answered her, "A few days ago, a group of people came to the community, blocking the door of your grandfather's house, and they had to say that your mother owed them money, and they were beaten and smashed, and your uncle came to pick them up that night, and they have been going for several days, and I don't know where they went, I always thought that you and your uncle were together......
Speaking of which, Fen Qiao still doesn't understand, after Gao Ling, she was abandoned by her last relatives again.
Yes, maybe she is indeed a burden and can only bring burdens and troubles to people, so everyone doesn't want her. Her vain clenched fist loosened weakly, and she pretended to be calm and politely said goodbye to Teacher Fu.
The moment she turned around and went down the stairs, Fen Qiao's tears finally couldn't hold back and gushed out like bursting the embankment, and after walking for too long, she was even a little unsteady on her feet, and the last few steps slipped down directly and fell into the stairwell.
Tears fell into the rubbed palm, the sting hurt, she was not afraid of pain, but she was afraid that others would see her so wolfish appearance, she put her palm into a fist to her mouth, blocking the crying and choking that she didn't have time to exit, behind her was the footsteps of Teacher Fu, calling her name while chasing, Fen Qiao almost staggered, and left this place as if she was fleeing.
Is it because she did too many bad things in her previous life, so she should be punished in this life? But since God wants to punish her, why did he give her such a happy life and then take it away little by little?
"Dad..."Fen Qiao choked up, Dad lied to her, Dad said that God would open a window when he closed the door, but she lost the most precious thing, and the world only gave her full of malice.
Whenever she felt that the frustration and suffering had suppressed her to the lowest point, the reality would hit her harder.
She was only seventeen years old, and she couldn't imagine how she could survive in this cruel world without her relatives. She didn't graduate from high school, she didn't have money, she didn't even know anything......
Back at the apartment, it was already completely dark, and the moment he walked to the door, the street lamps on the street lit up one by one, and Fen Qiao saw that there was a person standing at the door - it was the newly invited sister-in-law Zhang.
She seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time, and the moment she saw Fen Qiao again, the anxiety on her face disappeared, and she spoke to her with a smile and a gentle voice, "Coming back?" Come in and eat. He didn't ask her where she had gone or why she had only arrived home, but smiled and told her to go to dinner.
There are many dishes on the table, and the colors are extremely beautiful, and each of them is only a small plate, and you can eat it in a few bites, and you can see that the people who cook the dishes have put a lot of thought into it.
Fen Qiao turned her face away and wiped away her tears, even if it was for the salary, but this warmth was precious to her, she didn't want to live up to the kindness of others, but she really couldn't eat it.
When she opened her mouth, she realized that her words were extremely stiff, "Sister-in-law Zhang, you won't be there tomorrow." β
"What?" Sister-in-law Zhang was surprised.
"In the future, I will have no source of livelihood and will no longer be able to pay your salary." Fenqiao clenched the hem of her skirt.
"That's it," Sister-in-law Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, "When my wife hired me, she paid me half a year's salary and household in advance, and I can take care of you for another half a year." β
Is that so? Fen Qiao had some doubts in his heart, Gao Ling escaped in such a hurry, did he really have time to give money to his sister-in-law? It's a little sour, since Gao Ling abandoned her, why didn't she abandon her completely, what is the difference between half a year later and now?
"You're hurt?" Sister-in-law Zhang exclaimed, Fen Qiao came back to her senses, and looked down to see the blood stains on the hem of her skirt.
It was rubbed on the palm of the hand.
"I'm going to get the medicine kit!" Fen Qiao didn't have time to stop it, and Sister-in-law Zhang had already taken it back.
Fen Qiao didn't say a word, and Sister-in-law Zhang helped her disinfect and bandage. "After so much blood, don't touch the water, be careful of getting ......"
After Sister-in-law Zhang finished treating the wound and looked up, Fen Qiao was already asleep on the sofa, her black hair was a little messy, her eye circles were red and swollen, and her eyebrows were frowning even if she was asleep.
Sister-in-law Zhang's throat overflowed with an undetectable sigh, and she didn't wake up Fen Qiao, but only helped Fen Qiao cover the blanket she brought.