It was as if he had rechecked the things he was going to bring: the parents' death certificates, the household registers......

The sky outside was a little gloomy, she was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black sweatpants, to be honest, she was a little afraid of the cold, hesitated for a long time, and finally replaced the short-sleeved one with a long-sleeved one.

By the way, I took an umbrella from the balcony to dry, in case it rained for a while.

It's been raining for the past few days, and yesterday there was a rare sun, but it didn't dawn for long.

The umbrella was a little embroidered, and it seemed that it took a long time to close it while standing at the door.

She probably didn't expect that the first time she went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was to get an orphan certificate for herself. She snorted, a feeling in her heart that she couldn't put into words.

Before he had gone far, it began to rain, and he seemed to use a lot of effort to open the umbrella.

From the time she got He Wuhua's death certificate to the present, she has not cried, and she doesn't know how to face the fact that her father is leaving.

He Wuhua was just an ordinary delivery man, and the motorcycle suddenly broke down during the delivery process, crashed into a tree stump on the side, and was forced to hold on until He seemed to run from school, and then he was reluctant to swallow his breath.

The sudden accident made He seem to have had a long, long dream, a dream that he couldn't wake up from.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and her long sleeves were a little wet by the rain, so she seemed to come back to her senses, looked up, and didn't know when the umbrella had broken a hole.

When she entered the Civil Affairs Bureau, she thought about it, didn't close the umbrella, put the umbrella at the door, and ran in, it is estimated that no one will ask for an umbrella that is broken like that.

When she went in and handed over the documents, the noisy atmosphere around her suddenly weakened a lot, and she didn't like others to look at her with pity, which made her always think of the expressions of the adults around her when she was laughed at by other children because she didn't have a mother, which made her very uncomfortable.

It will take some time before the orphan certificate is completed, how can she go out and pick up the umbrella and get into the rain, she doesn't want to stay here for a moment, she is glad that she did not have an umbrella is the right decision.

Maybe it was too early to be proud, and he collided head-on with a teenager riding a bicycle in the heavy rain.

"Eh, you're okay, get up, see if you're okay, do you want me to take you to the hospital."

The boy was a little scared, and the bicycle on his body had not been pushed away, and he kept apologizing.

"Lao Zhuang!" Another teenager was late, and then jumped off the bicycle, and the bicycle was pushed aside, and he ran to help the young man named "Lao Zhuang".

"Leave me alone, you see what's wrong with that girl first."

The young man braked sharply again, turned a corner, half-knelt to help up the half-lying He Xiang, turned his head to look at Lao Zhuang, looked at He Xiang again, and said, "If you don't sit down first, I'll help my brother ......."

"Hmm." In fact, he didn't seem to be injured much, when he was hit, Lao Zhuang reacted quickly, the front wheel of the bicycle turned to the side, and she only had some pain in her calf being scratched by the footboard.

But now I still can't stand, so I have to sit on the ground, lift my trouser legs, and the blood that I just scratched out flowed down my legs and stained my socks red.

Lao Zhuang and another teenager who were rescued looked at the blood in panic, and their faces were whiter than anything.

"I'll take you to the hospital, I'll pay for the medicine, don't call the police, or my mother will beat me to death." Lao Zhuang thought for a long time and held back this sentence.

"Yes, yes, just don't call the police." The other teenager echoed, took a few more steps forward, and subconsciously tried to pick up the person sitting on the ground again, but found that he had no way to do it, so he retreated.

"No, you don't." He seemed to put down his trouser leg, although it hurt a little, but it was still within the tolerable range, and he slowly stood up on the other leg, "My umbrella is broken, do you have an umbrella?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Lao Zhuang turned around and took out the umbrella from the pocket of the fallen bicycle that had not yet had time to open.

Looking at the miserable red bicycle, he felt distressed. This is a bicycle that he just bought not long ago, and he has been asking his parents for a long time.

He seems to have taken the umbrella, this umbrella is much better than his own, although it looks ugly.

I don't know if the big red pig pattern on it was originally there, but it was still painted, and I felt that I had never seen a uglier umbrella than this.

"Eh, are you just leaving?" The two teenagers shouted at her for a long time, tried hard to persuade her to take her to the hospital, and even chased after her, but they were still refused.

The two teenagers had no choice but to go back and clean up the crime scene.

"Lu Qinglin! It's all your fault, what rainy days come out to ride, what breaks attention, now it's okay, it's in trouble. ”

"Then can you be good to me, who let you ride so fast."

"It's my fault that I'm skilled?"

"What a shame."

It seems that when I got home, I took a shower and wrapped up the wound by myself, it was not very serious, but there was a little more blood flow, which was more scary.

When it was almost six o'clock, I changed my clothes, and then I had to get ready to go to work, and I didn't have time to go to the hospital to toss, maybe I also felt that it was really unnecessary.

The place of work is in the barbecue restaurant downstairs, and the job is to help with barbecue, which was originally used to cope with the job found in social practice, but who would have thought that it would become a source of income for the entire summer vacation.

It's raining today, there are fewer guests coming, and she is not tired when she came on the first day, and the smell of raw meat makes her never want to eat meat again in her life.

Ten days later, He seemed to have successfully obtained the orphan certificate, and after a summer of looking for a house, she finally found a rental house not far from the school.

There are only a dozen square meters, plus a toilet, and the empty one can't be empty, but fortunately, the rent of more than 400 a month can make her accept it a little.

The first thing she will do at the beginning of the next semester is to transfer to literature.

"Have you really thought about it, do you want to study literature? I haven't entered the second year of high school yet, so why don't you think about it for another week and tell the teacher. Wang Yao kept persuading her earnestly.

Wang Yao brought mathematics to her, and she was also the head teacher, she seemed to be smart and hardworking, she was Wang Yao's favorite and most proud student, to be honest, she seemed to be a little reluctant to Wang Yao.

"Thank you, teacher, no need, I've already thought about it."

"But your liberal arts are not as good as science, and your logical thinking is so good, it's really a pity not to choose science."

He seemed to lower his head, did not speak, and chose to be silent.

"Don't think that you don't have any advantages in science in the first year of high school, the first year of high school is relatively simple, and in the second year of high school, the teacher believes that your good habits and advantages will be revealed."

"Teacher, I know, but I've already thought about it......"

Knowing that persuasion was fruitless, Wang Yao could only sigh alone, "It's okay, the teacher believes in you, we are not the top student in science, we can also be the top student in liberal arts, although the teacher will not take you anymore, but if you have any problems in mathematics, you can ask at any time." ”

"Hmm."

After switching to liberal arts, he seemed to have retired from the dormitory by the way.

Although the school's accommodation fee for a semester is only 600, she still has to find a way to find a job, otherwise she will have no money to eat.

He Wuhua delivered takeaways day and night, in addition to paying the rent, the remaining money barely saved her book money, and occasionally added some new clothes to He Yi.

All you can do now is plan little by little what you want to do with the money you have left.

It's just started school, and before she even stepped into her new class, she was already overwhelmed by other things.

Sure enough, the liberal arts class is mostly girls. The class was chattering about themselves, meeting new friends, and choosing an empty seat by the window in the last row to sit down.

At the current location, there was no one in front of her, and she silently prayed that it was better not to come to anyone else, and it would be good to sit alone.

In the next second, the stool in the front seat was pulled with a clang, and the three boys started a big battle around the two stools. He seemed to subconsciously lean back to protect himself, for fear of being hurt.

However, there were only two stools, and eventually a boy was squeezed out and sat next to him.

"Lao Zhuang, what did I say, you must be the one sitting with the girl among the three of us." He seems to be at the same table The boy in front of the table turned around and said, by the way, he seemed to add, "I didn't mean to sit bad with girls, I just made a bet, don't be angry." ”

He didn't seem to look at them, but still lowered his head and nodded slightly.

"Who rarely sits like you, and the smell of feet is so bad." He seemed to be at the same table and kicked the front table.

"You're done!" The front table was kicked back, too, but this time the battle was over.

"Hey, hello, my name is Zhuang Wenche, the text of the language, the clear and the clear." Zhuang Wenche smiled and looked at He Xiang, He Xiang, who slowly turned his head and looked at her.

"You...... I know you. Zhuang Wenche was suddenly excited.

He seems to look at him, the person is as his name suggests, clean and clean, and the eyes of the person do not contain a trace of impurities. He seems to feel that the person in front of him is a little familiar, but he can't think of who it is.

She's a bit faceblind and she's been busy for the summer, and she doesn't remember anything except being tired.

"Lao Zhuang, your flirtatious little sister's routine is too low-level." The boy in front of Zhuang Wenche also looked at him, "......"

"Hmm...... I really know ......" The next second, the boy changed his words.

"You're the girl I hit on my bike during the summer vacation." Zhuang Wenche looked at it.

He didn't seem to have much memory of the person who hit her that day, and tried to recall with a little embarrassment, "Oh...... yes......"

"I'm really embarrassed that day, I didn't mean to, you got up that day and asked for an umbrella and walked away like no one, I'm really a little worried about you." Zhuang Wenche saw that no one answered, and kicked the boy in front of him under the table, "Lu Qinglin." ”

"Uh-huh, yes, you went to the hospital at the end, I think it's a bit serious."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Then we will be friends from now on, and whoever bullies you in the future you tell me, I will protect you, and it will be regarded as my compensation for you." Zhuang Wenche patted his chest, he used his strength too much, and coughed lightly twice.

"Compensated." He seemed to move the stool against the wall, it was a little closer, for He Like, it was the first time they had met. She didn't like the distance very much.

Zhuang Wenche glanced at He, and moved the stool to the aisle.

"That doesn't count. Hello, my name is Zhuang Wenche. What is your name? ”

"What a so." As he spoke, he seemed to have written her name on a piece of paper with a pen.

"Hello, Lu Qinglin."

"Hello, He Yang." He seemed to have noticed the boy named He Yang at the front table, and he had been listening to them all the time, and only now did he speak.

"Alright, well, be quiet." Tao Yun walked into the classroom and knocked on the table with the book in his hand, and the classroom fell silent instantly.

Tao Yun is in her thirties, wearing a white dress, she is a little fat, and the flesh around her waist can still be seen faintly. On the bridge of their noses was a pair of black eyes, and a sharp gaze swept over each of them.

"In the next two years, I will be your homeroom teacher, my name is Tao Yun, teach you history......" Tao Yun introduced himself on the podium, and Zhuang Wenche suddenly poked He.

"What a so."

"Huh?"

"Are you a liberal arts student from science?"

"How do you ask this?"

"As a courtesan in the third middle school, I already inquired about who the liberal arts class was last semester, eighty-one people, and there was no you in it."

"Well, school has just started."

"Why do you transfer the text, you haven't heard others say that the selection has no future. Who would have thought that I would have to bear the pressure of public opinion when I chose an article. ”

"Science is too easy for me." He seemed to look at him, full of hope that he would not say any more, because the voice of his whispering seemed to have a megaphone, and he seemed to feel that he was chatting with him.

"......" Zhuang Wenche became interested instead, and changed his posture and planned to ask the real reason, but before the words came out of his throat, he was smashed by the chalk head first.

"The two in the back, I can't finish talking about anything, or you come up and say, I'll sit there." Tao Yun looked at them angrily.

He lowered his head as if he was being watched by the whole class, Zhuang Wenche still looked at Tao Yun with a hippie smile.

"Reach out and don't hit the smiling man." Zhuang Wenche thought to himself.

"You're still laughing! The two of you stand at the doorway. ”

Zhuang Wenche: "......"

What like: "......"

Zhuang Wenche patted He Xiang's shoulder, "Good start, you must be second in this year's exam." ”

"Why second?"

"Because the first is me, I'm ......"

"It's all out there, it's not going to stop, is it?" Tao Yun's voice from inside the classroom gave Zhuang Wenche a heavy blow.

"Stop." He seems to keep his head down.

"I'm a legend......"

What like: "......"

Zhuang Wenche: "I think the past two years will be two years of wits and courage with our sister Taoyun." ”