One evening when Zhou Moruo was twelve years old, she came home from school with her schoolbag on her back as usual, and she was still wearing a beautiful white dress.

However, when she pushed open the door, she saw glass slags on the ground, pots and pans scattered everywhere, and the man sitting on the sofa with his head hung saw her, and shouted with red eyes, "Get out of here!" ”

Zhou Moruo was stunned, she stood there at a loss, not knowing what she had done wrong.

Until Lu Li dragged the box out, leaned over to hold her hand, and asked softly, "Ah Jin, is it okay to go to another place with my mother?"

Zhou Moruo glanced at the man behind her with red eyes, like some kind of beast, she pursed her lips and nodded,

They moved to a place far away from their home, with blue tiles and white walls, a vermilion iron gate, and a small yard where many beautiful flowers could be planted.

Zhou Moruo liked this new home very much, she walked in the dark but quiet alley next to her in her skirt for a while, and took a deep breath,

It's a lot better than her old home, but it's a little sad not to see her former friends, but she always makes new friends.

So Zhou Moruo couldn't wait to go to school, Lu Li went through the transfer procedures for her, and the next day, he led her to the new school.

The new school is small and looks old, with bare walls everywhere, and the tables, chairs, and benches are still wooden, and they are wobbly and creaking when they sit down,

Zhou Moruo introduced himself a little shyly on stage, but he didn't see the looking and unkind eyes of the people below.

She raised her feet and walked down, and the people next to her were staring at the skirt on her body.

New students always get attention, especially when she is still wearing beautiful clothes that they have never seen before, and her face is also white and pure, when she sits there, she is like a quiet blooming little daisy, tranquil and beautiful,

At first, everyone didn't dare to approach her, and their eyes were curious and timid, but Zhou Moruo didn't like to talk, and when she saw someone coming over, she smiled kindly,

Everyone relaxed their vigilance, gradually approached her, and took the initiative to talk to her, especially the girls, who pestered her and asked her where she bought her dress.

Zhou Moruo told them about the place where he used to live, the wide asphalt road, the classroom that had to walk a long staircase to get to, and the department store with the stereo.

The children's eyes showed envy and yearning, they pulled Zhou Moruo to play together, Zhou Moruo didn't like to move, so he followed them and watched them play,

The days passed like this, Zhou Moruo wore a beautiful dress every day, sat quietly in the seat, listened to the classmates next to her chattering and discussing something, or watched them play games together, she felt that she had become friends with them,

But she slowly found that after the initial curiosity, no one gathered around her to listen to her about the past, and when they were playing games, they would not call her again, and even when they saw her coming to see, they would suddenly run to the side.

Zhou Moruo inexplicably felt a little lonely,

After the results of the midterm exam, Zhou Moruo took the first place in the class, Lu Li was naturally very happy and rewarded her with a very beautiful white dress.

Zhou Moruo wore a new dress to the classroom, but her tablemate packed up her things angrily, "I don't want to sit with you!" ”

The girl can't say that she hates her for stealing the limelight from the first place in her class, and she can't say that seeing her dress makes her feel that her clothes are ugly, she can only yell, "No why, I just hate you!" ”

Zhou Moruo was very sad, she could only move to the corner of the classroom silently by herself, reducing her sense of existence.

But she didn't want to be in the limelight, but she couldn't stand the teacher always calling her up, and the teachers liked this transferred student very much, with a well-behaved personality and good study, and always liked to call her up to answer questions

It was a music lesson, and the teacher asked her to go up and play a few times to do a demonstration.

Zhou Moruo hadn't touched the piano for a long time, and she was very excited to finish playing a familiar tune and won the praise of the teacher.

And some people's eyes have completely changed from envy to jealousy, and in this music class that made her shine, it turned into jealousy.

That was the source of everything, and it was the first time she was beaten, but not the last.

Since then, Zhou Moruo has never touched the piano again.