Generally speaking, when the word "start" is mentioned, it always makes people subconsciously feel uplifted. But for most people, this mood obviously does not appear on the beginning of the week, "Monday". Whether it is a migrant worker or a student party, the arrival of Monday not only means the end of rest, but also the beginning of a new round of torture.

Skipping the autumn carp foam who made up classes on the weekend, in the end, he relied on the cover of weaving to deal with the teacher's call to his home. The latter was obviously also a little disappointed in this "bad student" who had repeatedly taught him, and after seizing the opportunity, he complained to Qiu Limo's nominal guardian Ori and gave up.

If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime after all. When Monday came, Qiu Limo still had to return to the campus where he had been tortured. But this time, he is no longer the boy who will only go against the grain. At this moment, Qiu Limo has completed the transformation under the guidance of Weaving, although it is only a short training on Sunday, it is already very different from before.

When he received his new ID card from Jiang Ziwen, the young man's heart was also full of desire and joy for the future. Although the gender column still indicated male, the falsely stated age and desired name were written on the new identity card. The boy held this thin card, as if he had a new life.

And the next series of blows told him that his life could not be obtained by the charity of others.

The boy standing in front of the classroom door clenched his bandaged fist as if his heart was clenching. He has understood that getting a new identity does not mean the beginning of a new life, whether it is moving out of Villa 6 or entering this private middle school. None of this is his new life, these are just the results of Ren Yuan's operation behind the scenes.

No matter how beautiful and gorgeous it is, it is not your own life after all. What he has to do now is to defend his destiny with his own hands. At this moment, he is no longer a fallen leaf that goes with the flow, he wants to firmly anchor himself to this land. It is precisely because we want to touch the wider and brighter sky that we need to spread our roots deeper and darker underground, rather than turn around and flee and cower.

"Autumn carp! Voice recorder, ready to go! Confident momentum, ready! The consciousness of the battle, ready! The boy pressed the pocket close to his chest, and while checking the equipment according to the instructions he had woven before going out, he cheered himself up, "Everything is ready, Qiu Limo, come on!" ”

After speaking, the young man's eyes were suddenly over, ignoring the light laughter and whispers of the surprised passers-by in the corridor behind him, and pushed open the classroom door and stepped into his battlefield.

At this time, it was the time of the school's morning self-study, and most of the students in the class had already arrived, and there was still more than half an hour before the start of the first class. This gap without the supervision of the teacher is the most chaotic time of the day in the classroom. The lively children were playing with each other and chatting loudly about interesting anecdotes. If you haven't finished your weekend homework, you're in a hurry to borrow from your friends, and you're in a hurry to plagiarize.

Standing on the podium and looking around, there are people who make up for makeup, make up for sleep, sing songs, sing yellow tones, read books, look at paintings, look at scenery, play cards, and make calls. The whole classroom is like a hot sports field, and the sound of laughter and laughter sweeps down the corridor, mixing with the sounds of other classrooms on the same floor, playing the march of youth.

Qiu Limo, who suddenly pushed the door hard, startled all the students in the classroom. The children, who mistakenly thought that the teacher had arrived early today, hurriedly rushed back to their seats, lamenting in their hearts why the homeroom teacher came so early today. While nervously and quickly packing up the contraband on the table, he raised his eyes to see how the teacher who came in the door was feeling today. It was as if a whole cloud of ice and snow had been shoveled into the boiling water, and the classroom, which had been noisy just now, was instantly as quiet as a deep forest. The only sound of breathing left in the classrooms was the extremely muffled sound of breathing, which contrasted sharply with the noise coming from the corridors.

But soon, the children found out that this imposing appearance did not come from the old cat-like homeroom teacher. What stepped into the classroom was just the transfer student Qiu Limo, who was as beautiful as a girl, and the public punching bag that everyone could manipulate at will. The classroom, which had suddenly quieted down, became lively again, but this time it was mixed with a lot of white eyes that glanced at the teenager.

The students who were making up their homework and chasing comics and playing handhelds moved the guys up from the hole in the table again, cursed a few words of "sick" and got busy again. And those students who are busy and bored are not satisfied with simply complaining. Now that everyone's toys have appeared, how can there be any reason to let go of this rare opportunity?

"Hey, I said mermaids. What kind of medicine did you take this morning, why is it so hard? A tall, dark-skinned boy at the back of the classroom sat crookedly on the desk next to him, shaking the silver chain in his hand and shouting in his throat, "Come and touch the uncle, I'll help you see if you suddenly have diao." ”

The black-skinned boy's words caused his friends to laugh one after another: "Touch, you must touch." Sister Carp grew this thing, but it's big news, hahaha. "You're still laughing, didn't you say you had to marry Sister Carp? Isn't it time to switch to fencing? In the face of the boys' foul language, the girls made expressions of disgust, but they all looked at the former's gaze, showing that they did not resist this excitement in their hearts.

Because of Qiu Limo's fair and delicate skin and cowardly and withdrawn personality, coupled with the girlishness revealed everywhere, she quickly won the nickname "Carp Sister" in the class, and then upgraded to "Mermaid". And the black-skinned boy who took the lead in teasing Qiu Limo is a track and field specialty in the class, and he is tall and big. Since the former transferred to this class, he seems to have taken bullying each other as the greatest pleasure.

The students who were not busy at hand all joined in the excitement, wanting to see how Qiu Limo responded. As is always the case, the spectators are cheered by the exaggerated performance of the abuser, and the abuser sees the cheer as encouragement, and often ends up with the abuser hiding in the corner, licking his wounds alone.

Qiu Limo looked at the latter indifferently and didn't say anything. He tightened the strap of his satchel and walked to his seat with a silent but powerful step.

"Hey! Mermaid, I'll talk to you! Seeing that the other party ignored him, the black-skinned boy felt that his "majesty" had been provoked, and raised his voice and shouted, "What? Stayed at home for two days and had a good temper?! Didn't you hear me when I called you over?! ”

If it was Qiu Limo before, he would really walk in front of the other party obediently because of the latter's reprimand. For a teenager who is accustomed to being imprisoned and abused, this is the way he is most accustomed to interacting with others. On the contrary, like Weaving and Jiang Ziwen, the behavior pattern of taking care of him everywhere made him feel awkward.

His tragic fate has shaped his twisted personality, making him afraid to accept the kindness of others and wary of anyone who wants to get close to him. The warmth from all around him naturally carries the mystery of the unknown to him who has been in darkness all year round, which makes him panic and fear. Just like the flames in the cold winter, it can easily burn his lonely and cold heart.

Just like frostbitten hands can't touch warm water, so he will speak coldly to the people who care for him in Villa Six. And in the face of hurt and threats, he is accustomed to relying on patience to face pain, but he does not have the courage to resist and refuse.

But today's autumn carp foam is different, the accumulated warmth will eventually melt the ice and snow, and the young man at this moment has already picked up the sword to defend himself. Under the bandage on his right hand, there are still several huge scars cut by the long knife and Izumi Mori Kaneda. Even though his ability to heal himself far beyond ordinary people, he still hasn't completely healed these wounds in a day, but this is a testament to his growth.

When his fist finally pierced through the cold, hard blade and slammed into Ori's warm and soft chest, he finally understood the difference between fighting and being beaten. is also enduring pain, but the moment the pain is inflicted on the other person, everything that has been endured before is suddenly given the meaning of existence. This made him realize that the pain was not a meaningless accumulation, but to make the abuser pay the price he deserved, and he felt the meaning of equality and resistance that he had never felt before.

At this moment, in the face of the black-skinned boy's reprimand, Qiu Limo did not show the slightest intention of submission. This made the students, who were accustomed to seeing the humiliation of teenagers, very surprised, and secretly said in their hearts that today's autumn carp is really a little different. After watching the old movie several times, a new plot suddenly appeared, and everyone's interest was aroused, revealing an interested look. How can the lively spectators be too much of a deal? The boys who were coaxing worked harder to start the fire

"Eh, it seems that Sister Carp didn't forget those words when she went out today." "Brother Hua, are you okay? Does the mermaid have a new love, and I can't look down on you? "Sister Carp is too rigid today, love love." "What carp sister, shout Brother carp! Brother Li, always dripping gods! ”

The words of the friends made the black-skinned boy known as Brother Hua feel embarrassed and angry. In the laughter of everyone, he strode in front of Qiu Limo, a strong body that was a head taller than the former, and the former's way to the seat was blocked tightly.

"I said mermaid, are you going to give me face today?"

"I don't have the face to give you anymore." The young man raised his face to look at the latter, and his voice was firm and crisp, "If I don't satisfy your bad taste, I will lose face, then mine will be lost a long time ago." ”

"Roar, very good at talking." The black-skinned boy didn't expect to be so directly scolded, looking at the former's eyes, which were completely different from the empty numbness before, he couldn't find words for a while.

Seeing Qiu Limo and the other party fighting, everyone's enthusiasm was instantly ignited. Unilateral bullying can easily make onlookers feel bored, and the struggle and resistance of the weak are everyone's favorite dramas. In this way, whether it is the heckler who indulges in the pain of others, or the Virgin who is moved by his kindness, he can find a good entry point. Even the abuser himself will admit that abusing vegetables is much more interesting than punching sandbags.

The black-skinned boy's surprise only stayed for a moment, and then a vicious smile appeared on his cheeks, stretched out his fingers and pinched the young man's delicate cheeks fiercely and said, "Yo roar, is this little mouth quite good at talking?" I see that there are still a lot of your 'face'? It feels good when you pinch it. ”

In fact, the first time he saw Qiu Limo, he hated this fair-skinned and weak young man. Although his peers are afraid of his fists in front of him, he is well aware that his skin color is often the object of ridicule and ridicule.

At first, bullying the former was just a whim, but after finding that the other party would not resist, he gradually indulged in this kind of behavior of controlling others, and couldn't extricate himself. In the process of twisting the other party's white and tender skin into blue and purple, he experienced a strong pleasure like revenge.

"Can you please let it go?" The boy raised his hand and grabbed the thick wrist of the black-skinned boy, and said in a cold and hard tone that the children in the classroom had never seen before

"If you pinch my face again, I'm going to be angry!"