By the time of the senior year, everyone was anxious to get busy with future employment issues.

Because I was famous, I had the opportunity to intern in the editorial department of a magazine, and my supervisor and colleagues recognized me, and I felt that I could get this job.

On this day, I finally had free time, I was lying in bed boringly watching the news, and the first place in the hot search caught my attention.

Its name is "A woman's suicide note is popular all over the Internet, causing people to think!" ”

I suddenly remembered what Zhao Lin said before that made me ruined, and I was very nervous, but I comforted myself that Zhao Lin was a person who paid attention to herself, and she couldn't end her life like this.

I didn't click on the hot search, I just swiped the news on Weibo, and then a comment with a high number of likes caught my attention:

"Just wait for the whole network to be black!"

Well? As a public figure, some people may attack you, I know, so many likes, is it a water army?

I scrolled down, and I saw that those who used to be my loyal fans, changed their usual begging, and they all became:

"I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person, black all your life."

"Didn't you feel disgusted when you wrote this kind of article?"

"Qi Ji get out of the literary circle!"

How, how could this be. I opened that hot search.

The victim, Zhao Lin, was often coerced by the well-known writer Qi Ji in high school, and had no choice but to drop out of school, and finally died of depression, which made people think deeply about the horror of campus violence, and attracted the attention of relevant departments to oppose campus violence, starting from me.

Those suicide notes were full of accusations against me, but the perpetrator became me and the victim became her.

"I didn't, I was the victim back then." I angrily tapped at the keyboard.

"People are all ending up because you are depressed, and you still defend yourself! Can't you be respectful of the dead! ”

At this time, the hot search that followed was to investigate the matter and specially interviewed the student who was at the same level as me back then, but the interviewer turned out to be Jiang Rou, she already had an opinion on me, she naturally said that this matter was true, and while feeling sorry for Zhao Lin's death, she was angry at what I did.

At this time, the head of the editorial department sent me a video with the text: "You're on the news." ”

I opened the news, which was dedicated to anti-school bullying, and I was treated as a counterexample.

"You don't have to do an internship."

No, it's not like that! I opened my phone's address book and called Addison.

"Addison."

"You know, that news is pure nonsense, can you help me come forward to prove it......"

"I'm sorry, I'm going to study abroad the day after tomorrow, and I don't have time."

"I know you're doing it for your studies, but can you show up, just for a while, it doesn't take much time."

"Toot toot ......" he hung up.

I sat on the ground, feeling very uncomfortable, at this time I called Qi Yao, Qi Yao didn't answer, he didn't answer for a reason, I said don't contact me in the future.

I covered my eyes and cried, but as soon as I closed my eyes, it was all what Zhao Lin said to me that day:

"I'm going to make you ruined."