I thought that Qi Zhengli's resentment towards me was only there. I damaged his image, and he caused me to bite my lower lip and tear it flat, so there should be no more entanglement.

I didn't expect Qi Zhengli to be so difficult.

It's late May, and seeing that primary school is about to graduate, some sentimental people are thinking about parting every day.

At that time, there was no guest book specially designed for graduation and parting, so some students bought very delicate notebooks to preserve the traces of the years, and quite girlfriends also exchanged photos.

I'm indifferent to any of that. This parting is almost pediatric to me. After experiencing the parting with my brother, the life and death parting with my grandfather and mother, and the parting with my entire hometown, this parting can only be pediatrics.

That's why I'm still "concentrating on reading only the books of the sages."

On this day, there was news that we were going to take graduation photos, and the teacher told us in the morning to dress neatly in the afternoon and leave the best memories in the lens of the camera.

Some of the tiny atria beat more violently.

On that day, the weather was fine. There was not a single dark cloud in the sky. The sun had already turned behind the big camphor tree near the two-story teaching building of the No. 2 Primary School in Qijiatun County, when the class leader told us to go to the playground to gather.

The girls chirped and flew to the playground like little sparrows, the boys carried benches and pushed each other around, and several class leaders went to the teacher's office to bring their office chairs to the teachers.

The photographer was busy directing everyone to form a formation.

We were lined up in four rows. The smaller girls squatted in the first row, the teachers sat in the second row, and I sat in the second row with a few tall girls. The boys stood behind us in two rows.

The photographer adjusted the focus and began to count. He said one and stretched out one finger, and he said two and two. Everyone quickly calmed down. We all thought he would hold out three fingers, but he didn't, and pressed the shutter instead.

"Do it all over again! Listen, I said three and then take a picture, and your eyes should look at the camera," said the photographer.

We waited for the photographer to say three with rigid expressions.

Just as the photographer was saying two, I suddenly felt a small thing fall on my neck, the kind of thing that has feet and crawls. I subconsciously grabbed it, it was slippery and greasy, and it was cool. As soon as I touched the skin of that thing, I immediately got goosebumps.

It's a little frog!

I screamed and threw the little frog out. The photographer pressed the shutter at this time.

I was frozen in that moment, and all my classmates and teachers were frozen in that moment, because it was the last piece of film.

The head teacher criticized me mercilessly. The "best memory" of my classmates was ruined by my screams, because at that moment, everyone's heads (including the teachers' heads) turned to the place where they spoke.

I walked back to the classroom with tears in my eyes. Although I was wronged, I also felt that I was "deeply sinful".

I don't want five or six boys to laugh as soon as I show up at the door of the classroom. They laughed and leaned back.

Qi Zhengli was forced to be calm in his position.

I understood it all at once.

This little frog that fell from the sky was given by Qi Zhengli!

He was standing behind me when the picture was taken. I said how he managed to move behind me from another position.

I quickly walked over to Qi Zhengli's side, "Is that you?" You did this prank, right? ”

"What do you say? Hao Junqi, I don't understand what you say? Qi Zheng always pretends to be calm when dealing with things. The calmer he is, the more ghosts he has in his heart.

"Say what? What do you say when you put the little frog around my neck and ask me? ”

"Hey classmates, look at it, look at it, you just wronged people because of good grades. Would I be a villain who would do such a thing? ”

There were more people who burst into laughter.

"You're right, you're such a villain!" I'm angry.

"Hey, don't spew blood. How dare I do such a thing to you? Am I not afraid that a villain like you will sue? Qi Zhengli said with a cold face.

"You, woo, I'll tell my aunt to go, woowoo......" It was clear that the little frog was caught by Qi Zhengli. He's still holding a grudge against me for reporting him for copying homework.

I can't tell you how aggrieved I am.

"Go, you go, just go back, okay? How can you live in my house with such peace of mind if you don't sue a few times? Hurry up and sue, hurry up! Qi Zhengli waved his hand, as if I were a fly flying in front of him, and he was in a hurry to get rid of the fly.

Brother, do you think Qi Zhengli can stand this kind of thing? He saw my supervision of his studies as a quid pro quo for me to live in his house in peace. This is also too aggrieved.

I grabbed my bag and ran out of the classroom. I ran across the playground and down the stairs to the level ground at the school gate. I didn't see the figure of Qi Zhengzhe who picked me up at a fixed point.

Normally, at this time, Qi Zhengzhe had been waiting here for a long time.

From the day I went to the second elementary school to study, Qi Zhengzhe made four trips a day and couldn't help but send me to pick me up. When I walked out of the school gate after school, all I saw was him sitting on a bicycle mat, his feet on the ground, waiting for me leisurely.

When Qi Zhengzhe saw me, he opened his slightly wider mouth, called my name, and waved to me, and I heard his voice calling me, so I trotted towards him.

Today, maybe his shop was too busy, so he hadn't arrived at this time, so I kept running.

When I got to the middle of Qijiatun Road, I continued to run. I was really wronged. Tears poured out like a spring. I wiped my tears with my sleeve as I ran.

Instead of running home (the Qi family's old house), I ran to that passage.

I don't know when I got into the habit of running to the passage where I stayed for two nights whenever I was wronged.

I don't know why, as soon as I arrived at the passage and saw the crumpled newspaper or paper shell on the platform of the passage, or saw the homeless beggar or wanderer sitting on the platform looking helplessly at us, all my bad feelings immediately drifted away, as if the rain had been evaporated by the sun.

It should be the contrast between the heart and the invisible.

How hopeless and helpless it was to spend the night in this passage.

And now? There is food, drink, shelter, and study, what is it if you are wronged?

But this time, I also saw the newspaper and paper shell on the table, and I also saw a yellow-skinned, unkempt beggar sitting on the table with a blank face, but my bad mood did not drift, and my tears still overflowed.

It was Qi Zhengli who hurt me too much.

The passage is dark and shady. The expressionless beggar glanced at me from time to time, and it scared me.

As a last resort, I returned to the county seat.

Qi Zhengli's words replayed in my mind over and over again, prompting me to constantly reflect: Is my supervision of Qi Zhengli's study really like he said it is to be able to live in his house with peace of mind?

Brother, in a situation like ours, is it called "sending people under the fence"? I think the first year was about the same, but now my father can't talk about the monthly rent and food expenses.

What I hold is a kind of reciprocal mentality.

I think the only thing I can repay my uncle and aunt for their kindness at the moment is to urge Qi Zhengli to study hard, not to mention that this is still the greatest wish of my uncle and aunt?

Maybe Qi Zhengli doesn't understand this, right? He probably thought that we had been cheating and cheating for so long, and thus had a prejudice against us.

However, even if he has prejudices, he can't put a little frog on my neck, and even if he wants to put a little frog on my neck to relieve his anger, he shouldn't choose to take a graduation photo.

When I thought this, the tears that had stopped flowing overflowed my eyes again.

It was at this time that I realized that I had taken a fork in the road.

A wide river appeared in front of me. It's a wide river. It's twice as wide as the river back home. The water is so deep and quiet. The water also seems to be faster than the river back home.

I wonder if my brother can swim across this river? It occurred to me that question. He's a good swimmer. When my brother saw such a wide river, he must have a desire to jump down and swim.

However, I haven't seen my brother for five years!

I don't know if there is a river in the big city. If you don't even have a river, won't you forget how to swim? If my brother even forgot to swim, he would definitely forget me.

My tears came again.

When the sun sets, the sky in the west is red, and the clouds on the horizon are reflected in the river, and the river is glowing, which is really beautiful. But my mood is the opposite.

I chose a lawn and sat down. Memories related to the river flashed before my eyes.

Suddenly, I remembered the bridge - the wooden plank bridge. In a trance, there was also a wooden plank bridge over the river in front of me, and two children were pacing on the bridge holding hands. The trembling girl is me, the boy with a concerned gaze in his eyes is my brother, it should be a frosty morning, you see, there is a couple at the end of the bridge, isn't it Teacher Zheng and Teacher Yan?

"Brother-brother-" I couldn't help but shout as tears flowed freely.

Just when I was immersed in this thought and couldn't extricate myself, someone suddenly hugged me. I was really shocked. As soon as the man hugged me, he put his head on my face to kiss me.

I immediately understood what was going on.

An unspeakable terror struck me. I struggled, I screamed as I struggled. But this man held me so tightly that I couldn't break free from his hands.

He threw me hard and I fell to the turf, and then the man lay on top of me, his mouth trying to reach my face, and his hands began to pull at my clothes.

It was late May, and the temperature was already relatively high, so I wore a single coat.

I was terrified, and I had a thought in my heart: I couldn't let him succeed. So I pushed him in the face with both hands. I pushed his face away, and he soon came closer, and I pushed again, and he simply grabbed my hand and pressed it against the turf. I thought to myself: this is really over!