"What the hell is the matter with you?" Shen Aya wrote impatience on her face.

She doesn't have time to act with this kind of little girl.

"It's nothing, I saw you weaving things just now, so I wanted to come and take a look, after all, my craftsmanship is also good, if Aya you don't know anything, you can ask me." Lin Ye leaned over and said.

What's going on with this cocky guy? Got water in your brain?

Shen Aya looked at Lin Ye like a retard.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you don't need to." Shen Aya still gave her a face, and said politely.

"That's for sure, you're definitely better at weaving than I am." Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Lin Ye hurriedly remedied.

"......" Shen Aya didn't want to speak anymore.

"By the way, Aaya, seeing that you are so skillful, it must not be the first time to knit a scarf for your boyfriend." Lin Ye pretended to be inadvertent.

"......" Shen Aya twitched the corners of her mouth and did not speak.

She won't explain anything, let alone follow her words to say that she doesn't have a boyfriend, and the scarf is knitted for her sister.

What kind of thing are you? Is it worth me telling you this?

This is Shen Aya's true thoughts, it's not that she looks down on people, it's that the person in front of her has poor acting skills.

Her attitude towards herself at first was contempt, then disgust, and now it is full of hostility, it is precisely because the emotion in Lin Ye's eyes Shen Aya can see it clearly that she is so unkind.

Although I don't know what the purpose of this girl is so annoying her and holding a smiling face, it doesn't affect Shen Aya's impatience with her.

She doesn't care what the person is thinking, and she doesn't care about the person's purpose.

“…… It's so good, knitting a scarf for your boyfriend or something, this man must be very happy. Seeing that Shen Aya had "acquiesced", the hostility in Lin Ye's eyes increased a little, and she pretended to be relaxed.

"Fortunately or not, what are you doing?" Shen Aya didn't plan to play with this little girl, and her tone was already full of disgust.

It took less than 10 minutes for this Lin Ye to successfully arouse Shen Aya's disgust and break the record of not flowing for a day.

Hearing this, Lin Ye was stunned.

She didn't expect Shen Aya to be so polite, and she didn't care about what "others" thought at all.

"Aya, you ......" Lin Ye was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Shen Aya.

"Don't call it so intimate, do we know each other very well?" Shen Aya looked into her eyes.

"You ......" Lin Ye was speechless.

"I don't like you, do you have to say that to you to understand?" Shen Aya frowned, and the disdain on her face made Lin Ye short of breath for a while.

……

As soon as Lin Ye came in, everyone's eyes were focused on her, after all, she had the title of "goddess", and she was not from their class, so many people were curious about what she was doing.

What was surprising was that Lin Ye actually found Shen Aya, and she looked familiar, but it was obvious that she didn't know Shen Aya's character.

She's covered in thorns, and not everyone can bear it.

Sure enough, after only a few words, the conversation collapsed.

"Hey, the atmosphere doesn't seem to be good......" Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was getting stronger and stronger, a boy said.

"Do you want to go up and persuade me? I feel like the goddess is embarrassed now......" said the fat man.

Unlike these people who watched the excitement, Zhu Xiao thought of something else.

…… What is she looking for Shen Aya for?

And because Lin Ye didn't hide it, many people saw the scene where Shen Aya "defaulted" to having a boyfriend, which made him frown one after another.

Although with Shen Aya's temperament, it is very likely that he is lazy to answer, but it is not ruled out that it is really a default.

……

Although the corners of Qi's mouth were trembling, in order to maintain his goddess appearance, Lin Ye resisted the urge to scold.

"Shen Aya, are you going too far?" Lin Ye said "calmly".

"Excessive?" Shen Aya smiled disdainfully, then ignored her anymore, found herself for fun, and said that she was excessive? I don't know what to say.

"You ......" Feeling Shen Aya's disdain, Lin Ye was completely angry, and was about to get angry, when the class bell rang.

"Hmph." Hearing the class bell, Lin Ye left angrily.

Until Lin Ye left, Shen Aya didn't look at her again.

……

"Sure enough, this is Shen Aya......" The boy looked like this.

"It's been three years, how can anyone still not know this person's temper, and they don't feel comfortable coming here." The other boy shook his head.

"I didn't expect even the goddess to be treated like this, it's interesting." The fat man touched his chin and said.

"She can't really have a boyfriend, right......" The lewd man pushed his eyes: "What do you think, Lao Zhu?" ”

"Me? People have their own lives and ask me what I do. Zhu Xiao shook his head and opened the book to prepare for class.

Unlike the boys' attitude of watching the excitement, the girls are complaining about Lin Ye.

They can empathize.

"It's really excessive, Lin Ye's attitude is so good, she looks like this...... she gives people a look," a short-haired girl said.

"It's just, I don't know what's wrong." Another girl chimed in.

"No way, who makes parents beautiful."

"Pretty like a vixen." The girl pouted.

Shen Aya didn't see all this, because she was used to it.

Taking care of relationships? I'm sorry Shen Aya won't, or what she learned, this is how to deal with interpersonal relationships.

As for where did you learn it? From Qin Zhu, of course.

……

Walking out of the door, Lin Ye clenched his fists and stomped his feet angrily.

"I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do." Lin Ye's teeth are about to be crushed.

However, she was not angry in vain, at least she knew one thing, that is, Shen Aya must also covet Zhu Xiao.

Otherwise, why is it so bad for her? must have regarded her as a rival in love.

"Since you're so faceless, don't blame me, Iceberg Goddess? I don't believe you don't have any unsavory history, so I'll wait. ”

Lin Ye decided to give Shen Aya another ruthless one, as for why he said again, because the malicious rumors about Shen Aya before were spread from her.

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A digression.

While coding this chapter, I remembered something about school violence.

Is only a physical blow considered violence?

Apparently not, sometimes verbal violence is more chilling than physical violence.

Junior high school is really a society, a completely immature society.

All the incidents of school violence I have seen happened during this period, and attention, it is all.

After entering high school, the classmates seem to be harmonious, even if they are dissatisfied, they know how to restrain themselves, let alone college, everyone is an adult.

Let's talk about junior high school, there used to be a boy in my class, there was no shortcomings, but sometimes he liked to talk big, but in the end, he ended up being a joke for the whole class, and anyone could bully him.

At first, the boy will resist a little, but the "abuser" will often say something.

"Are you concerned? I can't even make jokes. ”

In the end, this kind of thing happened more often, and the boy basically got used to other people's ridicule, ridicule, and even personal attacks.

This behavior continued until the boy graduated from junior high school.

And the reason for all this is just because he has a little middle two.

I can't imagine how he spent his junior high school life, and if it were me, I'd rather die.

Another example is a girl from our school.

It's my buddy.

A very beautiful girl.

Because it's beautiful, and it can't speak, it's easy to make people unhappy, so I don't have any friends.

Just like Shen Aya looked like in the class.

She was then beaten, verbally abused, and even stripped of her underwear by the underage girls.

In the end, he was infamous as a "10,000-person rider".

Everyone thinks that she is a girl who has had sex with many men, as the rumors say, and many boys have a disdainful but lewd expression when they see her.

In the end, she transferred to another school, with a wound, and did not even receive an apology.

And what about the abusers?

Circulate criticism.

I almost burst out laughing.

This is probably the protection of the school for them, yes.

After all, one didn't kill anyone, and the other didn't break the law, right?

But what about those who are hurt? Do they deserve it?

"If you want to open up a little, don't worry about them." This is the most persuasive thing I've heard from my friend around her.

Including her parents.

They endured.

I don't agree, I don't agree.

People who have not experienced it are not qualified to say tolerance.

Why forgive? I never knew what tolerance could praise about.

Borrowing the meaning of a song from the haze.

[Occasionally, I want to forget who carved a shocking wound on me.]

However, it is still impossible to face, ignorant and unforgiving sunshine.

The man who hurt me, he's still safe somewhere.

But my blood stained my new clothes over and over again. 】

Why can these people who hurt her laugh, be happy, and be happy every day.

She could only lick her wounds alone, cry hard alone in the middle of the night, and finally there was an absolute forbidden area in her memory.

It's not fair.

"I forgive them, it's all small things." My friend once smiled and told me.

But I know that she didn't forgive, she couldn't forgive, she never forgive.

Again, the first sentence of the smog general.

"I never believed that time could heal all wounds, it was nothing more than a poison prescribed by this numbing world to your [refusal to compromise]."

Buddies are just compromising to this unfair world.

……

……

But what's the use of me saying so much?

It's completely useless, it's all nonsense.

I'm a little sorry to waste your time, but thank you for reading it.

Amway's song [Those Things I Can't Forgive], Station B's AV number is 6207175.

At last.

If you are a student, please do not be an abuser.

Don't choose to be one, like me.

Cowardly bystanders.