"After the evening self-study, a few of us are going to block people."

I asked, "Who?" Will she let you block it? Did something happen? "Maybe I'm having a lot of problems, and my friends are staring at me with resentment.

"There are a few of us blocking one person, so we don't have to worry about not being able to block it. And you, do you want to join us? "My friend told me everything that had happened.

I hesitated for a few seconds and agreed. It's not as scary as it sounds, but when it comes to implementation, it must not be easy.

At 9:45 a.m., all the students from the other classes downstairs and upstairs had gone to bed, and only the lights were still on in the classrooms of us and Class 5.

Lightning and thunder were thundering in the distance, and they were approaching our building at a rapid speed, but it didn't affect the few remaining students in the classroom at all.

At this time, I was standing at the entrance of the stairs, looking at the window of the fifth class, as a sentry, I was very incompetent, and my clumsy body language made me confused.

I also admire it, so late, don't go back to the dormitory and stay in the classroom to rub the net, what is so attractive?

Among them is also the one who is going to be surrounded tonight, a person who intervenes in other people's feelings, and her appearance makes people never imagine that she will be such a scumbag.

This definition was far beyond my expectations, just because we had a year of sleeping in the same class, chatting all night, laughing and mingling.

Agreeing to participate in this ridiculous "rape" thing, subconsciously I want to see it with my own eyes and know whether she is good or bad?

She was smiling when she came out of the classroom, but she quickly walked into the classroom and walked out with a black umbrella, and the boy standing in front of the door was my friend's boyfriend.

I was amazed that things were going in a way that was getting closer and closer to what my friends were saying.

It's not so much a group of friends, but a group of friends who want to get up and sleep together until the end of the college entrance examination. It's tragic to say this, but it's actually more cruel, isn't it?

The other aisles had been blocked beforehand, and if it weren't for the confusion on my side, there would have been almost no classmates walking.

As she was leaving, she inadvertently turned around and saw me, and the look was complicated and fleeting, and I couldn't think about it.

"You said you knew her, if you want to see the scene after that, you can watch it, if you don't want to, we don't force you, be careful when you go back to the dormitory."

I let out a sigh, and at this moment, the thunder was deafening, the lightning pierced the sky, and the sound of rain and smashing on the ground was clearly audible.

"It's raining, and I don't want to go back yet."

My friend saw that she had gone downstairs and did not look at me again, and after saying a few words as she walked, I followed her downstairs.

The latter situation seems to appear in a novel or a youth movie, however, it is not a group of bad girls looking for trouble with the heroine, but a thunderstorm night when a group of righteous people want to find out the scumbags and scumbags for their friends.

That friend's boyfriend is in a science class, one of the few girls in the class, and there is no relationship between men and women looking for a love partner in their own class, and she rarely thinks about this kind of thing, or she never thinks about it.

No one wants to be tied to each other, and anyone who is the same gender as themselves is a rival in love.

Just yesterday, we also heard from a friend that her boyfriend kissed her, because it was the first kiss, so it was unforgettable, and it was also because of the first kiss, and it was sad to find that her boyfriend came home with other girls.

It is said that it is not once or twice to go home together, and the relationship in the class is also more unusual, and it used to be just a matter of feeling, but now it can't help but accelerate the amplification.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water on the ground soon overflowed the soles of my shoes, and my socks were already soaked. I held an umbrella and silently chased after me, and saw my friend crying in the rain.

I helped her hold an umbrella, put my arm around her, and wiped the rain and tears from her face.

I saw my friend pressing towards the retreating man and woman step by step, and my friend's boyfriend still protected her behind her from time to time.

The matter could not be clearer, and the two of them simply did not have the confidence to stand up and say: We are nothing but classmates at the same table.

When we went back to the dormitory together, it was already late, and the thunder outside still rang out from time to time, followed by a burst of screams, and finally the voice of the dormitory manager.

Then one day, I met her friend, and because of her, I had a familiar classmate.

I told me about her in general, and the familiar classmates were not very surprised, but told me why she saw it.

"My relationship with her is not as good as you think, I tried to get to know her better, but she wouldn't let me, and I thought I was troublesome. I'm also helpless, now that I'm in a different class, I have fewer opportunities to talk together. Thinking of how good you used to be, so ......"

"So I broke her, didn't I?"

"It's not, you're not doing anything wrong, you're just misleading. Of course, I know you don't have any other heart than to help your current friend, after all, you and her have nothing to do with now. ”

We were and we are not being treated equally, and a choice must be made.

It's just that I don't know why she is so different from my impression?