In late autumn, the bleak circulation, the grass is hidden in the mountains, the thousands of rivers and mountains are red and yellow, and the layers are dyed.

Gusts of autumn wind blew in front of the tall and mighty four-story school building, knocking on the classroom door and making strange noises; The surface of the teaching building is paved with orange and white tiles, which is hundreds of meters long, square and stylish; From the winding mountain road, it looks like a huge rectangular building block standing in the flowing water, shaped like a link.

Under the school building is the lawn, the stage, under the stage is the running track, in the center of the track is a spacious playground, and on both sides of the playground are basketball courts. At this time, it was sunset, the wind was urgent, the sky was dark, and there were only a few people on the court;

The sound of a basketball touching the floor blends in with the incandescent light from the classroom windows. On the periphery of the playground is a neat fort bordered by a wide road that leads to the city 30 kilometres away.

The road twists and turns, winding and twisting, like a bond, like a huge long dragon; On one side of the road, the clear green river winds with the winding of the road, with the detour of the mountain bay, occasionally a few egrets, spreading their wings and flying high, more powerful than the eagle; On both sides of the road, the towering mountains and rivers are stacked one after another, one after another, like a giant screen barrier, full of eyes.

On Saturday, the students whose homes are closer to the school have left the school yesterday afternoon, and there are only more than 100 students staying at the school. Students staying on campus are required to provide for their own laundry, bedding, etc.

Luo Yingchun sat by the window, watching the passing vehicles on the road; Under the arm, there are unfinished words.

I just had dinner, dinner was red soup rice noodles and cakes with hot and sour peppers, at this time, she was holding her intestines and stomach, her stomach was distended, and she had no intention of studying.

"Yingchun, let's go, let's take the books back to the dormitory, it's a little cold in the classroom!"

Huang Xinglan, who was thinly dressed, clasped his arms tightly, bent over, and trembled and walked towards Luo Yingchun from the seat next to the classroom door.

Wong was her primary school classmate and one of her few friends. They were placed in the same class - Class 7.

"It's too noisy in the dormitory!" Luo Yingchun turned his head and blinked; "Wait a minute."

Girls who are just starting to fall in love will sometimes whisper around the bed, sometimes laughing out loud inexplicably, and sometimes twisting and turning; Luo Yingchun didn't like all this, she hated the bullying of weak girls in groups.

"Oh."

Huang Xinglan tiptoed and sat on the empty seat behind Luo Yingchun; It was a weekend, and most of the people in the class lived near Mushui Town, so there were only a handful of people in the class who stayed in school.

"Oops, hey!"

Huang Xinglan sighed as she looked at the English words and phrases on the blackboard that she had time to erase, she frowned, and the dark yellow skin on her face was like kneaded yellow paper, wrinkled again and again.

"English is so hard! Spring! ”

Huang Xinglan's family is much better than Luo Yingchun's, and her parents have a shop in the Qingyun Township Market, selling vegetables, fruits and vegetables, as well as all kinds of non-staple foods.

But Huang Xinglan is thin and petite, like a monkey without brains, jumping up and down all day long; Although Luo Yingchun is delicate and lovely, her clothes are plain and dull, and in the campus where love is gradually blooming and flowers are green, she and Luo Yingchun are both bullied and neglected. In the eyes of most people, they are inconspicuous weeds, and they can only be used as a foil for flowers.

"Yes, but no matter how difficult it is, you have to keep learning!" Luo Yingchun looked at Huang Xinglan's trembling body; "Wear more clothes tomorrow, it's getting colder! You see, don't be in the midst of blessings and don't know blessings, there are many peers who want to read but can't! ”

"I know, you're talking about Fang Hongyan!"

Huang Xinglan said weakly, his black hair was messy by the wind blowing from the window.

"Hmmm! Right! ”

"Good! I don't complain about English anymore! ”

It was getting darker and darker, and the people in the school building were leaving one after another. Luo Yingchun and Huang Xinglan returned to the brightly lit dormitory, and at this time, the girls in the dormitory were in groups of three, two in a bunch, sitting on the creaking iron bed and chatting. The bedrooms are large and cramped, but they are still warm.

"Get ready to wash!"

Luo Yingchun came to the bed, and she and Huang Xinglan were bunk beds. The quilt was neatly folded, and on the quilt, there were white plastic bags, in which were the winter clothes brought by Luo Chaoqiantuo and some homemade sprouts, tofu and walnuts;

She has been enrolled for more than two months, and Luo Chaoqian is still worried that she will not be able to get used to her new campus life.

Temporarily escaped from Yue Fengyi, which made her a lot lighter, but this came at a cost.

Luo Yingchun walked to the corner where the toiletries were uniformly placed, lifted the thermos flask and prepared to wash his face;

"It's weird! The boiling water just made in the afternoon, why is it empty? ”

At first, she thought she had mistaken the water bottle.

"It's mine, it's mine, where did the boiling water go?"

The water bottle was marked, and after she confirmed it repeatedly, her mood was like an arrow piercing the clouds, jumping into the sky, and soon, she fell straight into the abyss of cold bones.

"Who secretly ran out of my boiling water?"

Her face was flushed, her lips trembled slightly, and she asked anxiously in a loud voice, her arm holding the handle of the water bottle shaking with breath.

Suddenly, almost all eyes converged, and dozens of pairs of eyes shone with a fiery light.

"My boiling water has been stolen!" She repeated.

At this moment, some people show sympathy, some people show schadenfreude, it is none of their business, and no one really cares about the boiling water that she has no news of.

"Stolen!"

Huang Xinglan took the empty water bottle and shook it vigorously. "Yes, in the afternoon, let's go to the boiling water room to fetch water!"

"Whoever would steal your boiling water for no reason, no one would be poor enough to do that!"

A voice came to mind from the corner, harsh and sarcastic.

"But, it's true, you stayed in the dormitory in the afternoon, did anyone see who used my boiling water?"

Luo Yingchun was desperate and angry, she longed to have divine power, and dug up the person who stole the water and whipped it in public. In the eyes of others, a few cents of boiling water is nothing to worry about, but for her who saves, this is tantamount to a catastrophe, and she cherishes every penny of Luo Chaoqian.

"Who will keep an eye on your boiling water? We're not your babysitter? If you don't have boiling water, you can use cold water, cold water doesn't cost money, and you can't freeze people to death! ”

Fang Cai's voice came again, followed by a burst of laughter. Luo Yingchun trembled with anger, she knew that this was a prank, she felt that there was a fire in her body, a fire that could burn mountains and rivers!

"Hey! Feed! It's hard to say! "Huang Xinglan is angry;" She just asked, can't she ask if she lost something? ”

"She deserves it herself, she can't even hold a little boiling water, it's useless!"

"You're useless!"

“……”

The two argued, and Luo Yingchun hurriedly persuaded them.

"Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way!"

When the argument continued, the arrogant Xue Xiaowen was surrounded by a group of small followers and walked in. Luo Yingchun glanced back, and then turned back indifferently.

"Say you, Luo Yingchun, I say you, good-dog-no-block!"