As if she was really afraid of reprisals, Zhou Zimeng sent her home every evening from that day on, and came to pick her up from school the next morning. Unexpectedly, Yu Wei didn't trouble them, and Xiao Yuchen's mood slowly calmed down from apprehension. Because of Zhou Zimeng, she can stand on the side of the road every evening and enjoy the sinking sunset, and the corner of her heart seems to be touched by the light that penetrates the clouds, and slowly warms up.

Later, Xiao Yuchen learned that Zhou Zimeng's mother was the principal of this middle school, so her transfer of classes was easily done under Zhou Zimeng's persuasion. Yu Wei was given a punishment, although the real reason was not because he bullied his classmates, but because he hit the principal's son.

She heard about this from a few girls in the third class, and they would often gather around her to discuss some things when Zhou Zimeng was away.

After school today, Zhou Zimeng went to the teacher's office for something, and they gathered around her again and deliberately ridiculed in a loud voice: "If you look at her like that, you will pretend to be pitiful and make Zhou Zimeng sympathize with her." ”

"It's a pity, Zhou Zimeng can't get used to bullying people, so he has to take care of her, and he was caught up in this trouble."

"People don't know themselves, looking at the way she looks at Zhou Zimeng, maybe they think Zhou Zimeng likes her, but in fact, Zhou Zimeng doesn't know how much she wants to get rid of her."

Although Xiao Yuchen herself understood that Zhou Zimeng's kindness to her was only to help the weak, those voices still made her heart tingle. They didn't beat her, but they made her more aggrieved than when she was bullied by Yu Wei.

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So she didn't wait for Zhou Zimeng on this day, but secretly ran home by herself. As soon as she entered the door, her aunt greeted her with a smile and handed her a bag of things: "This is the new clothes I bought for you, quickly change into it, and we will go to my grandfather's house together." ”

Grandpa's house, she couldn't help but shudder when she heard this word. The smile of her aunt, who had never been kind to her, was strange, and the three words of her grandfather's house had long become a code for her, and she would say it whenever her uncle was about to throw her away.

Since she lost her parents at the age of five and placed in her uncle's house, she has been taken far away countless times, and each time she has been left alone, so she has become familiar with all the streets of the city.

At first, her uncle would leave her on the side of the road on his bicycle and walk away. She supported her young body and struggled to find it back with her memory. Later, when she grew up, she thought that she could walk less hard, but her uncle bought a car that could leave her farther away. And the excuse they used to take her out was never changed, and she always went to her grandfather's house.

At least, it would be nice to take her to her grandfather's house once.

She silently put on the clothes given by her aunt and got into the car with her head down. In the car, she secretly looked out the window, trying to remember the scenery on the side of the road, afraid that she would not find her way back in the blink of an eye.

And this time, the uncle seemed to have made up his mind to get rid of her, and after driving for more than an hour in one go, the car not only left the city where they lived, but also seemed to leave Purple City. Xiao Yuchen pinched his arms tightly and forced himself not to close his eyes, because his nervous forehead also secreted fine beads of sweat in winter.

The car stopped at the door of a gas station, and her aunt looked back at her with a smile, and the rose-colored lipstick looked particularly strange in the dusk: "Dust, it's still far from grandpa's house, do you want to go to the bathroom first?" ”

Xiao Yuchen nodded obediently, entered the toilet of the gas station, and then hid behind the door to watch the car speed away.

She knew it was going to be like this, but she had to play dumb and drive the car farther away if she refused to go to the bathroom and made her aunt think she noticed something.

My uncle had just driven for more than an hour, and according to experience, even if she remembered the right way, she would have to walk for at least four hours to get back. The clock at the gas station showed that it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and she hoped that she would be home by ten o'clock, even if she was greeted by her aunt and uncle's disappointed and annoyed faces, after all, there was only one place she could call home.