Chapter 32: The Shadow of Light (Part II)
After the spring outing is completed, it is close to the end of school, and the school allows students with special arrangements to go home directly from school, such as when their homes are nearby, or if they have already been picked up by their parents, others still line up to go back to school.
Although it was necessary to line up, the teachers and students who had walked all afternoon were exhausted, and many of the students had left early, so the whole line was loose.
I bought a bag of snacks at the park kiosk, waited for one class after another to pass by, and then took the opportunity to sneak into the team of class 7 and found Zhang Hong on the tail of the team.
"Zhang Hong, I have something I want to ask you." I handed him a snack and chatted with him as we ate.
"Well, you name it."
"I saw Yan Jinfeng and another boy talking and laughing all the way today, who is that?"
"Well, they're still at the front of the line." Zhang Hong pointed in the direction where the two people were.
Actually, I've noticed that they're still sticking together.
"Well, I don't necessarily remember the name you told me, but I'm more interested in, what about the boy last time?" I asked.
"They're divided."
"Ah, it's only been a few months, and it's as often as you say."
"When did I lie to you? To tell you the truth, from the boy you asked last time to this boy, Yan Jinfeng has changed several boys. Sometimes the boys she was with weren't in our class. Now almost all the students in the whole grade know that she is a slut. ”
"Huh? It's true? I was so surprised that my jaw was about to drop, he thought that Yan Jinfeng would change boyfriends frequently, but he didn't think that her influence had exceeded her class, and she was also named a "slut".
"Absolutely." Zhang Hong casually pulled a classmate next to him and asked him: "Tell me, is Yan Jinfeng a well-known slut in the whole school." ”
"yes, what's wrong?" The man looked at me with disdain, "Is this one of her suitors too?" Don't you know? "He looked at me like a hillbilly who had never seen the world.
"Look, everybody knows it." Zhang Hong pushed the man away and continued to talk to me.
"How so?"
"You are lonely and unheard of, there are many people like Yan Jinfeng in the ordinary class, Yan Jinfeng is not bad, at most he is just hooking up with multiple boys. You don't know there's anything more powerful, that XX middle school has a famous slut, known as 'public toilets'. What exactly it means, you can figure it out for yourself. ”
Maybe I've been closed for too long in the key class, or maybe I'm underestimating human beings. In my cognition, every student should study hard in school, and stay at home when he is not in school, just like myself; Occasionally, a few good friends play together, make jokes, tell meat jokes, and fight, just like classmates in their own class.
I never thought anyone would be coquettish to this extent at our age. Don't they all have feelings? Don't you pay attention to your face? Don't you have the slightest bit of shame? Don't you have a little bit of self-restraint? Or am I too tender? Am I not aware of the rules of the human world at all?
I remembered that I once asked Song Hongyi about Ah Ghost and Xiaoyuan.
"You're obviously bigger than a ghost, why do you always call him big brother?"
"Because calling Xiaoyuan 'sister-in-law' is easier than shouting 'brother and daughter-in-law'." Song Hongyi smiled kindly, his eyes full of wisdom.
Don't look at his usual giggling, he looks cynical, like a living treasure. On some profound issues, he has a different kind of maturity, as if he is standing in a position higher than most of his classmates, looking down on the world with a benevolent heart, like watching a group of children playing, pretending to be stupid and happy with them.
"I admire your airtight defenses." When seeing my agile reaction and superb blocking ability, Song Hongyi once said, "But it's not me who splashes cold water on you, your defense is also a little useful in this kind of small fight, and when you really fight, you can use weapons, and weapons are not afraid of pain." ”
"I know how to use weapons, and I can play with sticks."
"What kind of stick?"
"I often play in the yard with my clothes and forks, but it's so bad that I have smashed several of them."
"What material, how many smashes have been broken?"
"Bamboo."
"Haha, you've never seen a real fight, people are picking big steel rods."
"You've seen it?"
"Well, I'm used to fights. Every school has a group of gangsters, who usually look at each other unpleasantly, often make appointments to fight in groups, and sometimes block the school gate directly. There is one brick, wooden bar, steel rod or something, and no one is convinced by the fight until the head is broken and the blood flows. No matter what age group, elementary school students dare to pick high school students. ”
"Our school has it too?"
"Of course there is."
"You're one of them?"
"Hehe, I'm a ghost and I, so it's not a problem for you guys to make a little fuss."
At that time, my eyes lit up and it felt like the door to a new world had been opened. I didn't expect that I would know a so-called "ruffian", and I didn't expect that people with excellent grades like him and Ah Ghost would also mix with the "riffraff". It's a human I hate, but for some reason I have a little awe of him.
Now, after listening to Zhang Hong's description, I feel that everyone around me may have hidden secrets behind them. As a student, it sounds like an angel who is as pure and full of elegant bookishness. There are even some of them who have a demonic ferocity behind them, walking between blood and fire. The feeling of light on one side and dark shadows on the other is so subtle.
Under the expectations of this society, students should always walk on the road of "studying hard and making progress every day", striding towards the palace of knowledge, where the sun is sprinkled, where there is hope, laughter and laughter, accompanied by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. However, in reality, it turns out that in those dark corners, violence and lust never give up and grow, and everyone can be captured by them.
I used to understand that violence is so cheerful in small fights, and lust is so pure as liking each other; Nowadays, violence has the cruelty and bloodiness narrated by Song Hongyi, and lust has the ** cross-currents depicted by Zhang Hong.
Yan Jinfeng, who I have always regarded as a fairy, has gradually become a succubus under lust.
But what about myself? I'm actually not a completely pure soul anymore, the strong kiss I gave to Shen Yun that day has become a stain that I can't erase, it will always hover in my mind from time to time, and it will be a nightmare that will never go away.
In this way, how can I not be the kind of person who walks between good and evil?
Holding the Holy Light in his left hand and the Shadow in his right hand is a truly charming feeling, how intoxicating.
However, I still find it difficult to accept what Yan Jinfeng did. Not only because Yan Jinfeng played with my feelings, but also because she played with the feelings of so many boys. Such a Yan Jinfeng, am I still willing to chase it? Why should I chase it?
"The rest of these snacks, you can take them for me and give them to Yan Jinfeng." I said to Zhang Hong.
"Take it yourself."
"It's inconvenient for me to be in front of so many people, especially in front of the boys who are pursuing him now."
"Okay." Zhang Hong still took the snacks and went to find Yan Jinfeng.
I watched from afar as Yan Jinfeng reached into the bag and took some snacks and stuffed them into his mouth, looking greedy. Zhang Hong laughed with her, that is also the fact that I have never had a friendship with Yan Jinfeng, it looks like he also likes Yan Jinfeng, which makes me feel sad in jealousy.
Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong, can I trust you?
As for Yan Jinfeng, let's just assume that she accepted my love and happily ate the snacks I specially bought for her.
I clinged to this humble giving, like living with a faint campfire in the cold night of the icy snow