Looking at the five bad students, who kept bullying the skinny boy, I was silent.

I don't consider myself a bad person.

I don't think I'm a good person.

I am an ordinary male high school student who hopes to live an ordinary life - Zongzheng Si Chen.

So when I caught a glimpse of the brawl inside the toilet, I subconsciously backed away.

Why should I get involved in such a thankless task?

Why should I give up the possibility of an ordinary life?

Rushing in to save the beaten man would not do me any good, nor would it be possible for me to replace the god of love and help the world get back on track.

So my best choice now is to leave this toilet and go to the toilet on other floors to solve my physiological problems.

"Human sandbag, did you even peep into the men's toilet?"

An untimely girlish voice came from behind me.

Wearing a mask and tied up with black hair, Ellie was washing her hands in the sink with her head down. She said without looking up, as if it would be a waste of her time to even look at me.

Ahh Ahh Why is Elle here?!

Because of my surprise, and because of the terrifying aura of Ellie's fight before, I was speechless for a while. Even the words of explanation were all suppressed in my throat, and I could only utter modal words such as forehead.

"Forget it."

Ellie shook her hand and glanced at the men's restroom. The droplets of water from her hands splashed in the mirror and at my feet.

"Anyway, they are all men who have no responsibility."

Elle whispered so much that she left without looking back. I'm pretty sure she knew there was bullying in the men's restroom, and I'm sure she's saying I'm not responsible.

The sweat on my forehead slid down the corners of my eyes, making the corners of my eyes twitch slightly.

How did she know I wasn't responsible? I helped her send those two high school juniors to the infirmary.

I looked back uneasily and looked through the crack in the door into the men's restroom. The boy surrounded by the five delinquent students, with blood on his nose, met my gaze for help.

"Ahh And he caught eye with him. "My heart pounded.

I don't think I'm a good person.

I don't think I'm a bad person.

Even in this situation, I still don't want to give up the idea of living an ordinary life.

Now I want to ask anyone, is it really that easy to live an ordinary life?

Need to endure the contemptuous eyes of others.

You need to endure the unwillingness in your heart.

It is necessary to restrain most of the desires.

Still.. Go against your own good heart.

Ordinary people have to endure more things to live, and I have been very aware of this truth since I was a child.

But if I willfully say that "ordinary life" is a difficult thing. Isn't it too unfair to those who "try to live"?

Shout out at those who are "trying to live" and tell them that it is difficult for us who "live ordinarily" too! Those of us who "live ordinarily" have also endured a lot of irrelevant accusations!

Obviously the people who "try to live" are so desperate, but we walk down the street with a swagger, thinking that we are strong, thinking that we are strong. Isn't that too unfair?

Oh, yes.. We who "live ordinarily" are already unfair to those who "try to live".

"By the way, you are so resistant to beating human sandbags, why don't you go in?"

Ellie's muffled voice wearing a mask, with a little girlish heat and a hint of playfulness, suddenly appeared in my ears. She was supposed to leave, but why did she come back? I do not know.

Followed by.

"Bang".

I was kicked into the men's restroom by Ellie.

The five bad students stopped their fists and looked at me on the floor.

"Hah. Huh? ”

I smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

But when I saw the boy who was being bullied—the boy with a nosebleed and tears in the corners of his eyes. With a look of "finally someone came to save me", he cast a grateful look at me.

It dawned on me that the definition of my ordinary life needed to be changed.