Because I was an abandoned child, I grew up early with a sensitive temperament, I always either bowed my head and did my own thing seriously, or looked up and smiled at everyone flatteringly, I rarely really cared about and had no time to understand other people's external affairs.

But during the first year of junior high school, I could always feel that there were eyes watching me behind me, and I was a little uncomfortable at first, but after counting his kindness to me, I sometimes timidly wanted to turn my head to say thank you to him behind me.

Later, when I thought that someone was always watching me, I was not so uncomfortable, but happy.

Whether I listen to lectures or do homework, I will be happier and more serious, and I know that someone cares about me, and I am very happy.

Unexpectedly, I received his letter last Friday.

God, it's called a love letter.

At the end of last semester, I saw that my table mate had received someone else's, and she had secretly shown it to me, but the note was only folded a few times by the boy.

Zhong Pengfei's note even contained a white envelope!

I didn't dare to read it over the weekend, and I didn't dare to write a reply. Because my grandmother wanted me to study and become a talent, it was a sin to write such letters to other boys in front of my illiterate grandmother.

So, you see, I'm so early today. I'm going to get to the classroom early, and I'll reply to you when the classroom is over: let's go to class and study hard, and we can go to the back mountain to study hard and study hard in the future, and everyone will keep the first and second place..."

I kept my head down and continued to walk down the road, my mind full of youthful worries.

"Oh my God, am I going to reply to him like that? How do I reply to him? ”

Let's go and do that together, we are often together at this age, and it will be a puppy love at the beginning, I told myself, I can't let my grandmother down, yes, I can't be precocious:

"Liu Zijun, don't think too much, there is still half the way to school, the sky will soon light up, and the sun will rise soon."

I stopped talking to myself and looked back at the silhouette of the mountain in the dark night behind me, seeing how far I had traveled and how far I had left to walk alone.

"Click, Click, Click, Click—" A large truck carrying sand honked its motors and turned on its headlights, tearing through the dark night sky above the mountain road.

"Hey, there's a car coming from behind, it's good, maybe if I go to the township, I'll say hello, if my mouth is sweeter, the driver should be able to give me a ride, maybe I can be the first student in the whole school before dawn, I can reply to his letter well, and I can go to read in advance and finish reciting "Mulan Ci".."

I was on the side of the road, and before I could wave, the truck drove past me with its lights on.

The dust choked my nose, and I was so frightened that I took a few more steps to avoid it, and I stumbled and almost stepped on the big pebble next to me, and the coin in my hand that had helped me all the way to strengthen my courage almost slipped out.

Looking at the truck that was heading away, I was a little disappointed when I was a little disappointed. I patted my chest and squeezed the coin, I stood firm, and comforted myself: "Maybe it's still a little dark, he didn't see me clearly, the rest of the way, I can only walk by myself, and it's still too late to walk by myself." ”

Suddenly, the click of the truck suddenly disappeared not far away.

I felt as if it was on the side of the road not far ahead of me, and it stopped.

I felt him stop in front of me.

My eyes lit up.

"Uncle Driver is waiting for me on a special trip, great, great, I can still get to school early!"

I stepped forward, carrying my bag, shouting, and running forward.

I'm afraid that the kind driver uncle will think I'm too slow, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to wait for me, and then start the motor and run away...

I was so stupid, so naïve.

What I didn't know was that ahead, a man in his thirties stepped out of the truck.

He turned off the lights, got out of the door, turned his head to look at the back of the car, dropped the cigarette butt he was holding, and waited there.

He unbuckled his belt and pulled out his ugly stuff, as if looking at it again and again.

Then, a pair of eyes, as if waiting for prey, stared in the direction I came.