Sun Xiaohong stared blankly at the distant body, her eyes were burning with anger, thinking about the feeling of being bullied so angry that she couldn't speak, she was very aggrieved. She stood there stiff, her nose aching, tears almost falling. It is said that good people have good rewards, and evil people have heavenly rewards, but those who do evil and disobedience are commonplace to do so many perverse bad things, and they don't see that heaven is intolerable!

Thinking of this, she shook her head helplessly, threw her backpack behind her, and was just about to step forward, when she suddenly found that the zipper of her backpack was open. She looked into her bag with wide eyes. "Oops!" The wallet inside was missing. Her mind immediately flashed to the sneaky tablemate. When she went out to meet a thief, she still had a deep understanding.

"This woman is so hateful, she must have stolen her own wallet! That's right, it's her! Thinking like this, Sun Xiaohong stomped her feet, her face flushed with anger, her whole body trembled, and she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. But you are weak and weak, even if you find that woman to ask for a wallet, people may not return it to you, maybe you will be beaten and beaten.

After this lesson, for Sun Xiaohong, who is not deeply involved in the world, it can be regarded as a little more insightful: the rivers and lakes on a bus cannot be underestimated, it is really sinister and difficult to distinguish between good and bad. Speaking of kindness in the shallow crowd is simply playing the piano to the cow and blowing the flute to the tiger.

People are like this, looking at their faces and looking like people, I don't know how dirty their hearts are. After Sun Xiaohong lost her wallet, her brain suddenly sobered up, and she was angry, she spent money to buy a lesson today.

She also knows that there is no reason to talk about quality for a person who is messing around and has no humanity. This empty wallet should be selflessly dedicated to the victims.

She patted her coat pocket and snickered. Fortunately, when I bought the ticket, I stuffed the rest of the money into my pants pocket, and the woman stole only an empty bag. If I hadn't had an extra eye at the time, I wouldn't have the money to take the bus home today.

She opened her eyes today, except for this shrew with three hands, when she thought of those evil faces in the car, she didn't get angry, and Sun Xiaohong hated the root of her teeth. But so what? In the face of such suffocating heat, indifferent circumstances, and remorse, she stood there at a loss, and her whole person was about to collapse. However, she is much stronger now. I thought: There are many things without public morality in this world, if everyone is angry to death, how many times will you have to be angry to death in that life!

When she stabilized her mind and squinted her eyes to look at the sky again, the sky, which had been clear just a moment ago, suddenly became dim, like a miserable white dream, floating in her vision, becoming more and more blurred.

Sun Xiaohong looked for directions on the side of the road and walked towards the school with her legs raised. The dark clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and the cool breeze suddenly rose, and a flock of noisy sparrows swept overhead and quickly went to the horizon. A rain was coming, and she shrugged her backpack over her shoulders, lifted her legs, and quickened her pace.

Xinfeng Street is a large remote village, and the villagers are more poor and less rich, and they are polarized. Many capable people have gone to other places or cities to work hard, and most of the villagers are still living a life of not wanting to make progress and being at peace with what happens.

After all, the gap between the rich and the poor is too great, and the housing architecture here is also different. Most of the houses that have not been renovated still retain the style of the blue window lattice and the same sunny face. Rows of low mud walls, piled up in the wet rainy season, exposed with potholes, like a group of unkempt left-behind old people, with sloppy labels, stubbornly holding on to the crumbling façade, in the gray and yellow courtyard, showing the vicissitudes and obsolescence.

The hardest thing to change is the roads in the village, which, despite years of disrepair, still unchangeably detour under the wheels of priority, quietly bring in many different faces, and send them out silently.

In order to make it easier for children in rural areas to go to high school, with the assistance of the township government, the local education department specially organized the masses to build a school integrating junior high school and high school on the east side of Xinfeng Street. Although this middle school is not big, it is like a golden signboard in the village, which just right attracts the attention of ten miles and eight villages.

Every year when the school season comes, the village will be very lively, and the new students from several surrounding towns and villages, accompanied by their parents, will come to the school to report like a market. Therefore, Xinfeng Street is also famous for this school.

Now, the doors of the school are open. The fragrance of flowers emanating from both sides of the road wafts to every corner of the campus and becomes the faith of youth. Some people use this as a springboard for life, and some people hide here with their parents' hard-earned money to waste their time. For a dispensable rural high school, the number of successful students is far less than that of those who are indiscriminate.

It's still early to leave school, and the empty campus is deserted, with few figures, swaying back and forth in the sun, like a music score that is about to end, pulling a long tail note, and wandering in the time that never returns.

Some of the students who came to receive their diplomas were still whispering in the thick shade of the trees. However, no matter how much discussion and imagination there is, no one can predict what the future will look like. They didn't linger long on campus before leaving. They left the school gate and immediately went their separate ways.

An annoying gust of hot wind, blowing directionlessly through the air, no one cared about its arrival, and no one cared about its presence. Only the grasshoppers scurrying in the grass were still jumping lonely; Pairs of butterflies flew leisurely through the gaps in the leaves, and a few large dragonflies flew around the flowerbeds in full bloom, and flew over for a while, and then flew over again, refusing to leave for a long time.

It seems that these small and weak creatures do not have too high ideals, they are short-sighted, and if they do not have a strong attachment, it will be difficult to fly to the sky.

When Sun Xiaohong rushed to the school gate out of breath, it was already more than eleven o'clock. Seeing that the school was about to close the school gate, she hesitated to walk into the school gate, she didn't see an acquaintance, and she didn't know the situation inside for the time being, she stood at the school gate blankly, covered her thumping chest with both hands, looked at the school gate, and saw that there was no one going out again, so she mustered up the courage, timidly walked her feet, and walked a few steps forward very unconfidently. But she hadn't taken a few steps before she was stopped.

"Hey, Sun Xiaohong, why are you here! I've been waiting for you at the door all morning! You're going to come a little late, the school doors are locked, see how you get in! This startled voice came from Gao Zhixian's throat, and Sun Xiaohong didn't have to look back to guess how rich the expression on her face was.

Gao Zhixian's family is not far from the school, in a neighboring village. In the morning, her brother rode a motorcycle, dropped her off at the school gate and left, saying that he would pick her up at noon. After Gao Zhixian finished obtaining his graduation certificate, he saw that Sun Xiaohong had not yet come, so he had been standing in a supermarket at the entrance of the school waiting for her. But she waited inside for nearly two hours, and she didn't see Sun Xiaohong's shadow, and was wondering, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Sun Xiaohong standing at the school gate with her head down, and immediately walked out excitedly.

Just now, Sun Xiaohong was holding her breath in the car, and now that she finally met her friend, she was in a good mood suddenly, and all the unhappiness just now was thrown out of the clouds. Rush forward in everything, and always fall behind others.

She hurriedly turned around and said to Gao Zhixian with a wry smile: "Thank God, I finally met a relative!" Whatever you say, I'm not late, am I? I'm about to be sunburned to death now, and I finally met once, not only did you not sympathize with me, but you also said cool things to sarcastically mock me, and you are still my best classmate, and now you are all too serious, and you still make fun of me! Sun Xiaohong deliberately said with disgust.

Sun Xiaohong said, her clear eyes, quickly glanced into the empty campus, the campus was quiet, let alone an acquaintance, not even a panting mouse, she quickly put her anxious gaze back.