A week later, the fat man and the others came back to school, and by that time the bandage on my nose had not been removed, and they had not come to mess with me for a week.

When school was out on Friday, no one came to pick me up because the old man went to the front to rent out soldiers. I was bored after school, and when I was walking on the road, I suddenly found the female classmate I liked (I have forgotten her name) and suddenly had a crazy idea in my heart......

With each step, I felt a little more ecstasy.

After about five minutes, she entered a room in a small alley. I thought it was her house, but this house was as dilapidated as the houses of those mercenaries in the execution ground in the valley, and I thought she was poor, but when I climbed the window and peeked, I felt that the world was quiet, a kind of peace that made me uneasy. She kissed the long hair in the house, and the fat man's hands groped over her. I feel that my whole person is dark, her image in my heart is completely destroyed, and there is not even scum left. It feels like everyone is made to bring me despair, even elementary school students, and they don't just cheat their teammates.

I have no choice but to believe the old man's words now.

I spent a long time outside the window, feeling like I had been there for a century, and then my feet subconsciously carried my completely rigid mind and body back to the villa.

I went into the villa and buried myself in the quilt, even though it was summer, I was really cold.

I couldn't hear anything at the time, and all I could think of was the video looping from that time in the house.

The next day, I was one of the first to come to the classroom, and I don't know if I fell asleep last night, because all I had in front of me was that memory. I didn't attend any lectures that day, I just put my head between my arms and pretended to be asleep, although I was very awake. At noon, Long Hair came and scolded me for ten minutes, and I ignored him and pretended to be asleep, but instead of waking me up, he threw all my books in the garbage truck and walked away.

I looked up after the bell rang in the afternoon, only to find that the fat man and the long hair had locked the door, and were gesturing in the air with a steel bar, and saw that I was awake, and my eyes were full of malice. The girl was there, but she was reading. I walked towards the classroom door myself, ignoring the murderous intent in the eyes of both of them. I kicked the door open hard, the hardest kick I had ever kicked before I was 15, and the iron door was clearly indented.

As soon as the door opened, the fat man struck the steel bar on my shoulder, and half of my vision was obscured by the tip of my upper eye, and the resentment and jealousy in my heart were completely aroused, and I struck the fat man in the chest with all his might, and the fat man fell to the ground, and I looked at the long hair, and I could see from his frightened expression that my gaze was terrible. Long Hair finally decided to fight back, jumped up and swung the bar directly above me, I dodged to the left a little, his attack missed, and when Long Hair hit the ground, I kicked him to the right side, Long Hair covered his stomach and fell to the ground, and then I stepped on his head.

I looked at the girl, who was still quietly reading the book.

I sighed and headed outside.

I didn't leave the school, but stayed on a fairly spacious meadow in the school's green belt. I can't stand this mental torture at all, so I have to find a way to divert my attention. I don't know why, but it seems to give me an invisible embrace, so that I can find a place to cry hard in that world without temperature.

At that time, I thought a lot and asked a lot of questions. Why was I abandoned by my parents at birth? Why did I work 17 hours a day in a place without sunlight for so many years, and I was beaten at least twice a day, but I couldn't get my freedom? Why am I being ridiculed and despised by the public when I have an idea of my own? Why did I realize that it was just a dream when I thought I was going to have the light forever? Why am I being ridiculed no matter what? Why am I inferior? Why do I have such a life?

I couldn't help but cry at the thought of this, but I didn't cry out loud, because I had finished crying when I was in the mine. I felt like a ball of paper in the corner, with the sun in front of me, but I couldn't get there.

It was dark, and I didn't plan to go back to the villa, but went straight to the classroom to sleep.

I found that the girl was still in the classroom. I had just sat down when I saw long hair and fat men come in in rugby armor. I was speechless.

The long hair swept a baseball bat hard towards my face, I didn't plan to hide, there was no need to hide, after crying, I was paralyzed by what I cried, and the depression was completely released. But they didn't have long hair, they found that my puppet had fallen off after a fat beating me, and the long hair picked up the puppet and provoked me: "Yo, we worked so hard, and the black killer didn't call it a stop?" ”

I said, "Go on, don't you like to play the people under your feet to death?" Anyway, there is no need to continue to live in a nest, the tide of resistance will be suppressed sooner or later, too lazy to resist, kill me. "I was really in a bad mood at the time, so I had a brain pump.

When the fat man heard this, he grabbed me by the neck and said, "Aren't you very powerful?" Don't you want to die? I'll make you perfect! "He threw his fist at my chest, as if it had hit my heart, and this time I vomited a lot of blood, and then I fell to the ground, and I had no strength to get up again.

The fat man stomped on my face hard and said, "Wasn't it very dragging just now?" Isn't it awesome? Do you still want to come? ”

But I didn't mean to resist, and my eyes looked like they had just woken up. I took a look at the girl, who had already put down her book and looked at it silently.

Seeing that I still didn't admit the pain, the fat man was about to punch me in the chest again, but was stopped by the long hair.

The long hair said to the fat man, "You can't just hit him, you have to hit him." ”

Long Hair throws the puppet to the ground, then crushes the puppet with a click, leaving only the head intact. The sound of the puppet shattering loops in my head as a single song. I stared at the crumbs under my long hair, not daring to accept this reality, and kept repeating in my heart, "Maybe these crumbs are fake, I must be dazzled......"

Unfortunately not.

At this time, I heard a voice that made me even more desperate, and the girl who was watching from the side spoke: "Finally admit it, you cry, why are you pretending to be strong?" You cry, you cry, it's useless to be strong, cry, you cry, cry hard, I want to see how many tears you can shed. ”

My sanity was completely killed by this sentence, my eyes were dumbfounded, my mouth was slightly open, I grabbed the fat man's leg and tripped him, I slowly got up and pulled out my gun.

A mournful gunshot rang out under the blood-red sunset.