Jiawei watched the man in the white coat on the podium take out a needle and prick it into the skin of his classmates, and those classmates showed painful expressions, Jiawei silently thought in his heart that he must be like a man, not frowning or making a sound. Time was passing little by little, and the vaccinated person suddenly stopped and looked at his notebook and said, "Is there still anyone who paid the money and didn't get vaccinated?" ”

"Me." "And me." Zhu Teng and Jiawei raised their hands together.

"Wait, what's your name." The vaccinated person looked up.

"Zhu Teng." "Teng Jiawei." The unanimous answer was mixed with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

The vaccinated person flipped through his notebook to confirm the information, looked up and asked, "There is no name on it, are you sure you have paid?" ”

"Handed it over." "Handed it over." The two unnegotiable, but very synchronized and firm voices of the owners looked at the vaccinated man in unison.

"Okay, I'll ask your homeroom teacher, you two and so on." With that, the man turned and went out.

It should be fine, didn't Zhu Teng remember it. Jia Wei comforted himself silently in his heart.

"Your homeroom teacher said that Zhu Teng handed it over, Teng Jiawei, your homeroom teacher said that you didn't pay it." The man looked at Jiawei expressionlessly and said.

"I handed it in." Although Jiawei's voice was categorical, he suddenly felt a tingling in his legs.

"Then I don't know, you can ask your homeroom teacher. You go over now, I'll leave after beating Zhu Teng. Without raising his head, the man took out the medicine box and began to prepare to vaccinate Zhu Teng.

Jiawei hurriedly ran to the homeroom teacher's office, the teacher was correcting homework, heard the panting voice next to him, looked up and saw Jiawei standing in front of him and said: "The teacher who gave the injection said that you said I didn't pay it, but I handed it in." ”

The teacher frowned and said, "Teng Jiawei, I don't have your name in my book, it's not good for children to lie."

"Teacher, I didn't lie, I handed it to you in the last class that day, you said you didn't bring a notebook, first write it down in a black notebook, and then fill it in for me." Jia Wei elaborated on the scene of the day as much as possible, trying to evoke memories of the woman in front of him.

"Black book? I'll look for it. The woman looked suspicious and began to rummage through her messy table again, finally finding a black notebook in a pile of things. Jia Wei breathed a sigh of relief. The woman flipped through the book at a speed that she couldn't read. Beads of sweat oozed from Jiawei's forehead unconsciously. Until the last page, there are inconsequential things written sporadically.

The woman leaned back in her chair, felt her whole body relaxed, and said, "Look, I don't have your name." ”

"Teacher, I really handed it over." Jia Wei's tone was very firm, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Obviously not, Jiawei is not a good boy to deceive people." The woman glanced at Jiawei, and a trace of disgust suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"I really handed it in." Jia Wei accentuated his tone and looked at the woman without evasion. But I didn't notice that the disgust in the woman's eyes was getting heavier and heavier

After looking at Jiawei for a second, the woman said, "Then call you parents." After the woman finished speaking, she picked up the phone and flipped through the phone book. Jia Wei couldn't hear the woman's voice clearly, and only felt as if the world had suddenly begun to collapse.

I don't remember how to call my mother, I only know that my mother's figure is more embarrassed in front of the teacher, and the teacher keeps telling Jiawei all kinds of things that are not to verify that Jiawei is lying, what is late for class, homework is not handed in, grades are not good, and popularity is not good, these unrelated things have become a powerful argument for the teacher, and he kept saying that he wanted to punish Jiawei so that the wrinkles on the mother's vicissitudes of life seemed to be more, and the mother kept begging, but she was unwilling to give in on her child's lie.

Pleading, pleading, pleading.

Every plea was like a pinprick in Jiawei's heart. The end result was that Jia Wei only had to admit that he had lied, and there was nothing to do.

Why let the person who did not lie say that he lied, and why let the person who did not make a mistake plead.

The green tendons in Jiawei's brain were beating, but looking at his mother's pleading eyes, Jiawei suddenly swallowed what he was going to say into his stomach. "It's because I want to go out to play, so I didn't pay the money but said I paid it, and I was wrong." The rattling of the joints between Jiawei's fingers was crisp, but everyone in the office didn't seem to hear it, and people continued to be busy with their own things, and everything continued to run on its own according to the established trajectory.

"Well, that's right, a good boy is a good boy who makes a mistake and has to have the courage to take it, don't lie in the future, lying is not a good child." There was a serious tone in the woman's tone.

Who lied, who made a mistake and didn't dare to take it.

On the way back, Jiawei and his mother didn't say anything along the way, and returned home quietly. Jiawei still remembers that the memory of the second half of that day is no different from usual, women cooking, men noisy, Jiawei is pretending to study but absentmindedly thinking about things that are in the sky. Jiawei looked at the table and books still messed up, and the insects around the lamp were flying around the lamp tube aimlessly. It turns out that we are really just tiny beings, and life will not cause a ripple because of us, we will only run powerlessly under the rotation of the gears of fate.

The next day, the head teacher announced Jiawei's incident, warning everyone not to lie, between Jiawei has the courage to bear the past is not to blame, but not as an example, I hope everyone will take it as a warning. Then Jia Wei read and wrote a review for the night. The whispering voices below came into Jiawei's ears from time to time. Liars, fools, shameless. These words pierced Jiawei's heart like a needle.

Jia Wei returned to his seat, the teacher continued to talk about the knowledge that may not be used in a lifetime, and the students continued to look up sometimes to listen to the lecture and sometimes bury their heads in learning, as if nothing had happened, as if this was just a small episode of tired study life. Jia Wei even wondered if he was just having a rambling nightmare, but the review on the table told the truth mercilessly. Jia Wei curled up in his seat, could it really be that I remembered wrongly, why no one in the class saw it, and no one stood up to speak for me.

A note came over without warning, and it read. I'm sorry.

Jia Wei looked at the girl in front of him in surprise who seemed to be listening carefully, and was shocked why the girl who had never said anything to each other sent a note and wrote such a sentence, Jia Wei hurriedly wrote on it. Why say you're sorry.

Because I know you're not lying, but I don't have the courage to say it, I'm sorry. There was a slight change in the expression on the girl's face, whether it was apology, sympathy, or something else, and Jiawei was not sure, because the girl quickly returned to listening attentively. Jiawei suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart, it turned out that he was not mistaken, he really didn't lie, it turned out that there were still people who knew that they were innocent.

"It's okay, you're a good student, anyway, the truth of the truth doesn't matter anymore." Jia Wei said with a little anger.

The girl's eyes suddenly turned red, and Jiawei suddenly felt a little helpless, as if he had done something wrong. Hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that I know it's wrong, but I don't have the courage to stand up." The girl sniffed, and her eyes turned redder.

"Teng Jiawei, what are you doing?" The teacher's voice suddenly raised an octave.

"Didn't do anything." Jia Wei reflexively bounced up from his seat.

The teacher hurriedly stepped off the podium and came to Jiawei, bringing the attention of the students by the way.

"It's nothing, look at how Chen Menghan's eyes are red. Menghan, he won't bully you, don't be afraid, there is a teacher, you just say it. The teacher's voice instantly softened a lot.

"No, it's just that my eyes are uncomfortable, thank you for your concern." The girl replied timidly with her head down.

"Teng Jiawei, look at how motivated Menghan is, and insist on listening to classes when she is not feeling well, if you want to be half as good as her, the teacher will be relieved." The teacher's expression was serious.

"Got it, teacher." Jia Wei didn't know what to make an expression, so he nodded dumbly

"Okay, get on with the lesson." The teacher continued to return to the podium and began to lecture, but the classroom changed from the original silence to a faint whisper, guessing and discussing how Jiawei bullied Menghan to cry to relieve the monotony of high school life. And it is also mixed with the voices of Jiawei and Menghandi.

"I'm sorry to let you carry the black pot again." The girl looked apologetic.

When the boy saw the girl's expression, he suddenly felt much better, and couldn't help but joke: "It's okay, I'm used to it, and people send "back the pot man". ”

The girl chuckled and smiled beautifully. Jiawei couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that he couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen such a beautiful smile, a simple and natural smile full of happiness.

"What are you looking at?" The girl's face turned red involuntarily.

Jia Wei was stunned and couldn't help but say: "Your smile is very beautiful." ”

"Thank you." The girl's blushing face showed that charming smile again. didn't notice that Jiawei's lowered cheeks were also slightly red.

The teacher finally couldn't help but interrupt the whispers and coughed twice. The students also tacitly returned to quiet, and everyone continued to continue their unchanging lecture life as always. And Jiawei is also in a daze as always, but he has an extra heart in his heart.

"Jiawei, let's go to the venue now."

Jia Wei suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts, looked at the woman in front of him, who was about a little old, and suddenly woke up. Jiawei suddenly felt very depressed, and the pain of being wronged could not be dissipated, but it was this incident that gave Jiawei and Menghan their first acquaintance, allowing the parallel lines at the two ends to intersect unexpectedly, allowing him to enter another world. Jiawei was suddenly confused whether to be grateful or resentful.

"Okay, teacher."

Jiawei couldn't help but look at the sky, the sky was a little dark today, and he couldn't see the sun.