Xia Xue stood stiffly at the door of the bedroom and saw Xiao Zhi standing by the head of the bed, bowing his head and playing with the special hair cover. It was a stiff helmet covered with long shawl hair, to be exact.

As night fell, Koji didn't turn on the bedroom light. Through the thin light that came in through the window, he stared intently at the hair cover. Xia Xue stood at the door in fear, not knowing how to deal with the scene in front of her.

Xiao Zhi should have heard Xia Xue's movements, but he didn't even raise his eyelids, let alone hug Xia Xue as close as before. Xia Xue was just like this, being embarrassed to hang there, and her heart was desolate.

This feeling reminded Xia Xue of when she was a child. That year, Xia Xue was in the second grade of elementary school. There is a beautiful girl in the class, and the family is very rich. She often carries colorful sweets with her, and during recess, she gives them to her good friends. Whoever is good with her will be able to eat her sweet candy. Everyone is vying to please her, except for Xia Xue.

Every Sunday, the parents of this beautiful girl invite the teacher in the class to her home. In the beautiful name, it is said to be a home visit. At that time, the teachers were all young girls in their twenties, and their families were out of town.

The parents of this beautiful girl warmed the homesickness of the teachers at the right time. This beautiful girl was nominated by the head teacher to be appointed as the class president. In fact, her academic performance is mediocre, and many classmates dare not speak out.

Later, the school required that the class leaders of the class must be voted for by everyone. The class teacher had to re-elect the class leader at the class meeting one afternoon. There was still no public voting, and the teacher asked everyone to stand up, row by row, on the podium, and asked everyone to raise their hands to vote on whether to agree with this beautiful girl to continue to serve as class president.

When it was Xia Xue's turn to stand on the podium, the beautiful girl was also standing in this row. When the teacher spoke and asked everyone to raise their hands to vote, the classmates who were close to the beautiful girl immediately raised their hands. The girl standing in the other position did not raise her hand in agreement at first, hesitated for a while, and raised her hand with a reluctant face. Xia Xue stubbornly put her hands on the sides of her thighs, determined not to raise her hands. However, her heart was filled with inexplicable fear.

Everyone was afraid of that beautiful girl for no reason. Knowing that her family is very rich, the parents who have seen her have a good relationship with the teachers, and I usually hear and witness the teachers' love for that girl. Xia Xue was also afraid of that girl in her heart, she couldn't tell if it was because of her inferiority complex, or because of her own cowardice and incompetence?

The teacher called Xia Xue's name and asked her why she didn't say anything? Sharp-eyed and unscrupulous. At that moment, Xia Xue met the teacher's gaze, stared straight at each other, and ordered herself not to dodge and escape. Later, the teacher looked at her with disgust and turned her head away. In the end, Xia Xue just didn't raise her hand. Many of the students in the seats timidly cast admiring glances at Xia Xue.

On Children's Day that year, the teacher asked the students to rehearse the program and prepare for the school-wide performance. The must-have program for June 1st is the school-wide radio gymnastics competition. The teacher asked everyone to wear white shirts, blue pants, and white sneakers.

There were several female classmates in the class, and there were no pure white shirts, including Xia Xue. That beautiful girl, there are a lot of pure white shirts, I wonder if she went to buy them on purpose? She lent her white shirt to her classmates who didn't have a white shirt, except for Xia Xue.

Finally, before the day of the performance, the teacher said to Xia Xue, who had been participating in the rehearsal, Xia Xue, you should not participate in this radio gymnastics competition. If the attire is not uniform, it will affect the overall mental outlook of the class.

On June 1st, all the teachers and students of the school gathered on the empty playground to start a theatrical performance. The first opening program was a radio gymnastics performance by each class. When Xia Xue's class came to the stage to perform radio gymnastics, Xia Xue was the only one sitting alone in the audience.

The surrounding classmates all looked at Xia Xue with a strange gaze, with indifferent expressions. The female classmates in the outer class nearby were chattering quietly about something, and their eyes never left Xia Xue.

Xia Xue sat in the middle of a field of mazazi, and fell into an extreme loneliness in her heart. Only the breeze of early summer blows the broken hair in Xia Xue's ears from time to time, as if to soothe her isolation.

The beautiful girl who was indulging in the performance on stage showed a sweet smile with deep intentions towards Xia Xue. Xia Xue glanced at the girl indifferently, swept the surrounding eyes one by one disapprerovingly, and snorted coldly. Cut! What's the big deal?

At this moment, Xia Xue was isolated by Xiaozhi and ignored her, just like the situation she experienced as a child. Xia Xue's heart ached slightly, tangled and uneasy, and she felt clear pain. That kind of despair and loss, unspeakable, wanting to cry without tears.

Xia Xue thought of a question indifferently, if she remained single and did not marry Xiaozhi, would Xiaozhi treat herself like this? Does marriage make a man privatize his wife? is no longer as fearful of his girlfriend as he was before marriage, and his heart is always filled with a high sense of crisis.

Xia Xue plucked up her courage and walked over to Xiaozhi. Just like when she was a child, she bravely faced the isolation from the collective alone.

Xia Xue walked up to Xiao Zhi and reached out to grab the hair cover. But he was treated by Xiaozhi, and he grabbed his wrist tightly and felt very painful. What is it? Where did it come from? Xiaozhi approached Xia Xue's eyes and glared at her indifferently and fiercely.

Xiaozhi's gaze made Xia Xue's heart cold. She tried her best to hold back her tears, and said indifferently, this hair cover was given to me by impermanence, just last night.

Xiao Zhi pulled Xia Xue closer so that Xia Xue's face was attached to Xiao Zhi, and his mint smell was clearly audible. I heard Haruko say that the woman that Bu Shiren's ex-girlfriend killed on the pier looks exactly like you. How can there be such similar people in the world? Could it be that that person is you? You design to have that crazy woman, kill you, and then arrange a substitute for the dead. As a result, she committed the murder for herself, and she was in a panic, and finally went mad and committed suicide.

Xia Xue shook her head in pain, unable to suppress her sad tears any longer, but she couldn't say a word of justification. She pushed Xiaozhi hard, trying to break free of her wrist, and walked away. But no matter how hard she tried, Xiaozhi just refused to let her go.

Snow, why don't you speak? It is said that the mad woman slammed the head of the woman who looked like you with a stiff stick on the pier at night on the pier. Afterwards, when she told Haruko, even she couldn't remember how many sticks she swung out? You must have been wearing this hair cover on the pier that night, right? No wonder you're out unscathed. After Xiaozhi finished speaking, he raised the hair cover in front of his eyes again with his other hand, and examined it with a smile.

Xia Xue's heart fell apart in an instant and shattered to the ground. The two ears made an inexplicable roar, but it was as if they heard the sound of heartbreak.

Xia Xue burst into tears and said, Xiaozhi, how can you stop believing me? How can you speculate on the truth? How can you maliciously slander me as you like? Who gave you this right. Is it that just because I am married to you, you can ignore my feelings, not care about my pain, and arbitrarily impose trumped-up charges on my head? Why don't you ask Haruko, why does Bu Shiren's ex-girlfriend hate me so much! I have no grievances with her, why did she suddenly kill me?

Xiao Zhi angrily shook off Xia Xue's wrist and shouted angrily, Enough, Xia Xue! Haruko, for the death of that crazy woman, she feels guilty all day long. Haruko thinks that it was all her fault, that she hurt the woman who insisted on going her own way. Therefore, Haruko didn't want to live anymore, so she didn't hesitate to commit suicide to apologize! But what about you, have you ever felt a little uneasy in your heart? Since that incident, have you ever said that you were at fault?

When Xia Xue heard Xiaozhi's reprimand, she couldn't help but laugh angrily. Hahaha, Xiaozhi, I'm not wrong, why should I admit my mistake against my will? I didn't kill people. In fact, I was there for that madwoman when she committed suicide, and I was on the verge of dying with her! Are you complaining to me that you shouldn't have survived? If I had died, you wouldn't have accused me like that today, would you!

Xia Xue, you are simply unreasonable and difficult to communicate! Do you have any empathy at all? Haruko, she escaped death, if she is sent to the hospital a little later, it will be difficult to save her life! If she is not innocent, how can she choose to commit suicide for someone who has already died?

Good, good, good, small treatment! I see what you mean. I'm not going to explain anything to you, because, I don't know how to explain it? I don't know, what is wrong with me in this incident? You think I'm at fault, it's because I'm alive and not dead. I'm not going to die, I'm going to live well. I have no reason to risk my own life for your reckless and irresponsible distortion of the facts. I don't need to confess to you, and I don't try to prove anything to you. Xiaoji, let's get a divorce! After Xia Xue finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the closet.

Xia Xue squatted down in front of the closet, opened the bottom drawer, and took out two marriage certificates. She squeezed the book that belonged to her tightly in her hand, and said to Xiaozhi, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to go through the divorce procedures, I am fed up with you! I love myself so much that I won't allow myself to be hurt in the slightest! If I don't feel sorry for myself, there is no second person in this world who will feel sorry for me!

After Xia Xue finished speaking, she took the marriage certificate and ran out the door. Xiao Zhi strode after him, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed the marriage certificate in Xia Xue's hand. Unexpectedly, Xia Xue waved hard, and a intact marriage certificate was torn in half in an instant.

Xia Xue's eyes were red and swollen, and she tore the half of the marriage certificate in her hand into pieces, and threw her hand into the air. She cried and shouted, I can still get a divorce without a marriage certificate!

After shouting, Xia Xue ran out of the door. Taking advantage of the fact that Xiaoji didn't chase after him, he locked the door tightly. She cried as she ran to the road, asking herself countless times in her heart, why did she get married? Then, she silently muttered over and over again, Long live singleness!