Chen Ping's home is about a 40-minute walk from the school, and although the school does not officially start classes until 8 o'clock, 7:30 to 7:55 is the time for early reading.

Therefore, Chen Ping usually gets up at half past six, brushes his teeth and washes up before going to school, and always enters the classroom a few minutes early, and if it is his turn to be on duty, he has to get up at six o'clock to rush to school.

Walking alone on the deserted streets, occasionally seeing students roaring past on bicycles in twos and threes, or sanitation workers cleaning the streets, you can see mobile stalls selling breakfast everywhere in the streets and alleys you pass, but Chen Ping lowered his head as if he didn't see it.

As an important age stage of physical development, teenagers are often more hungry than adults, Chen Ping is no exception, he can basically eat six big steamed buns for breakfast, but he has not really eaten breakfast for a long time.

He only had five dollars in his hand.

Although five yuan is far from the amount of protection money Huang Zhao demanded, at least there is room for relaxation after handing it over, even if Huang Zhao is beaten, he will not be heavy-handed, in his words of boasting to fox friends and dogs, the amount of money is secondary, and the most important thing is attitude.

If Huang Zhao deliberately didn't pay the money and lost face, he would beat the other party like crazy.

And this kind of thing really happened twice, and fortunately, the victim was not Chen Ping.

At that time, there was a lot of trouble, and the parents of the students found the school, but the result was that Huang Zhao was not expelled, but only carried the punishment of probation and continued to be at ease, some people said that Huang Zhao's family gave gifts to the principal, and some people said that Huang Zhao's brother came forward to settle the principal, and the real reason is probably only known to the parties.

Since then, Chen Ping has never dared to take chances.

In fact, the beating is small, Huang Zhao will pay attention to proportions most of the time, only when he is angry with his emotions will he kill regardless of the pain, if you resist more fiercely, the harder he beats. What is really painful is that if you don't pay the protection money, he will do everything possible to interfere with your school life, throw notes at you in class, slap you around after the teacher leaves, throw books, hide stools, glue, put dead rats in the cabinet and other disgusting behaviors.

For this reason, Chen Pingcai has endured humiliation.

Because he needs a safe learning environment, offending Huang Zhao is obviously an act that outweighs the loss.

Every time he was bullied, he would silently comfort himself, wait, wait, and after graduating from junior high school, they would never have anything to do with each other again.

Entering the school classroom, most of the students in the class ignored Chen Ping's arrival, some were chatting with the front and back tables, some were looking through textbooks, and some were copying homework; while Huang Zhao and those poor students who didn't like to study did not come as always, usually they only arrived at the classroom before 8 o'clock class, and when it was serious, they directly missed class and skipped school.

Teachers may have been accustomed to this kind of thing, and they basically have a laissez-faire attitude, even if they come to class, they are lying on the table to sleep and play, or even interfere with classroom discipline, maybe teachers are eager for them not to come to class.

Chen Ping's tablemate is a short girl with a restrained personality and short hair, with an ordinary appearance, but her academic performance is very good, and she ranks in the top 20 in every exam, which is deeply valued by the class teacher, and the position of the study committee member is appointed.

"Sun Yun, homework for you. ”

The first thing Chen Ping does when she comes to the classroom every day is to hand over her homework to her desk, after all, as a member of the study committee, she is responsible for collecting homework.

"Hmm. ”

Sun Yun casually took Chen Ping's homework and put it on the thick pile of homework books accumulated on the table, answered without raising his head, and continued to look at the content of the textbook that he needed to learn today.

Chen Ping is not surprised, Sun Yun does not like to talk, and it has become common sense among classmates in the class.

At half past seven, the reading bell rang.

Hou Wenjun, the class leader, walked to the podium with the textbook and prepared to read it, and the students in the audience began to rummage through the textbooks.

"Birds can't do without the sky, they need to spread their wings and fly there, there is their way to live......"

With Hou Wenjun's clear and beautiful voice, the class resounded with bursts of reading aloud, Chen Ping put the textbook on the table with both hands, and read aloud in his mouth, his eyes would always glance at Hou Wenjun intentionally or unintentionally.

Hou Wenjun is not only a good student in the class, but also the most beautiful girl in the class, but all the boys in the class are more or less in love with her, but unfortunately she has a cold and serious personality, not easy to get close to, plus there are boys in the second year of junior high school who boldly show their love After she was notified to the teachers and parents, no boy dared to confess since then.

Even Huang Zhao is no exception.

It is said that her family background is not ordinary, even Huang Zhao, who is like a little demon king of the world, does not dare to provoke her.

Sometimes Hou Wenjun maintains classroom discipline, Huang Zhao will even speak to the classmates to listen quietly, if it weren't for the fact that the two don't have any intersection on weekdays, I'm afraid it would be inevitable to be gossip, even so, the class still rumored that Huang Zhao had a crush on Hou Wenjun in private, otherwise why would he defend Hou Wenjun?

Chen Ping knew that Hou Wenjun's family was either rich or expensive, because he had seen Hou Wenjun get into a luxurious private car.

He did not deny that he loved Hou Wenjun in his heart, but he knew better that he and Hou Wenjun would not have results, so he decided to bury this affection in his heart forever, as long as he could see her every day, he would be satisfied.

At the end of the morning reading, Huang Zhao still didn't come, but his fox friends and dogs in the class came during the morning reading, and Huang Zhao was late until the end of the first class.

After quietly glancing at Huang Zhao, Chen Ping no longer dared to peek at the other party, he seemed to be looking at the textbook seriously on the table, and actually prayed in his heart that Huang Zhao would not come to him.

However, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

A minute before the bell rang for the second class, Chen Ping, who thought he was going to escape and breathe a sigh of relief, was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, which frightened him all over his body, and then the voice he didn't want to hear came from his ears.

"Chen Ping, you don't need me to say anything. ”

Huang Zhao smiled and leaned his face to Chen Ping and said softly.

"I know. Chen Ping trembled and reached out and took out five yuan from his pocket. "But that's all I have ......"

"Five yuan?" Huang Zhao saw the money handed over by Chen Ping, and his voice instantly turned cold. "Chen Ping, have you forgotten what I told you yesterday?"

"I know, but I really don't have any money......" Chen Ping explained in a panic. "Why don't you give me a few more days, I'll be able to scrape together the money for you by the end of the week." ”

"It's next week again, hehe!" Huang Zhao sneered a few times, and slowly put one hand on the back of Chen Ping's neck and gradually tightened it hard. "Chen Ping, did you really take Lao Tzu's words as a fart?"

"Huang Zhao! I don't! I really don't......" Chen Ping, whose neck was tightened and his face became red due to blood congestion, hurriedly said.

Jingle Bell –

Huang Zhao was about to say something, who would have thought that the class bell suddenly rang, he suddenly let go of his hand, his eyes first looked left and right, and then nodded to himself and whispered.

"Chen Ping, let's have a good chat after school!"

After speaking, he returned to his seat without even taking the money in Chen Ping's hand.

Huang Zhao's blatant blackmail, the surrounding classmates buried their heads as if they were blind, as if the textbooks on the table were full of great magic to attract their attention.

No one speaks up, no one meddles, no one wants to get into trouble.

Everything is so calm, everything is so harmonious.

Only Chen Ping was like falling into an ice cave, feeling the endless biting cold around him.

He knew he was done.

The worst happens.

For the rest of the lesson, Chen Ping spent the next class in a state of confusion.

Huang Zhao didn't look for him again, as soon as class ended, he left the classroom with his fox friends and disappeared, and did not come back until class.

Every time Huang Zhao walked into the classroom, he didn't know if it was psychological, he felt a poisonous snake-like gaze staring at him from behind, and he felt chills all over his body.

When the bell rang for the last class, it was like hell was open for Chen Ping.

When he was slowly packing his schoolbag, Huang Zhao had already disappeared.

But he knew that the other party must be guarding him outside the school gate.

He's afraid, he's afraid.

At this moment, he couldn't move at all, and he didn't want to leave the fragile shelter of the school.

It's useless to run away after all, he can't stay in school forever, once Huang Zhao is angry, maybe he will directly press him in the corner of the classroom and beat him up in front of the whole class.

Carrying his schoolbag, Chen Ping seemed to have mustered up the courage to stand up and walk out of the classroom.

The hot midday sun poured down on his body, why was he so cold?

One step, two steps.

Walk down the stairs, out of the school building, and walk on the campus path planted with camphor trees.

At this moment, there are few students on the campus who can no longer be seen, and they have already gone home after school, except for those who live on campus, there are very few students stranded on campus.

When I came to the school gate, it was empty outside the door, and I didn't see any trace of Huang Zhao.

Chen Ping was overjoyed in his heart, could it be that Huang Zhao was impatient to wait and leave first?

With a sense of rejoicing, who would have thought that as soon as he stepped out of the school gate, Huang Zhao and others, who were squatting on the side of the gate and smoking a cigarette, immediately saw him, especially Huang Zhao, who threw half of the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, and the whole person quickly pounced on Chen Ping.

He didn't do it immediately, but grabbed Chen Ping's neck with one hand and dragged him towards the nearby alley.

"Chen Ping! You really made me wait! Do you think it's useful to delay time? Hehe, see how I will clean you up!"

Huang Zhao dragged it and said fiercely in his ear.

When he entered the alley, Huang Zhao let go of his hand, and then kicked Chen Ping's body violently, directly kicking Chen Ping to stumble a few steps and almost fall.

Chen Ping didn't say a word, tried his best to protect his head with both hands, and let Huang Zhao pounce on him again and punch and kick.

"Liang Bin, give me the iron rod, see if I don't kill him today!

After beating Chen Ping violently for a while, Huang Zhao, who couldn't vent his anger, called out to the fox friends who were watching the play behind him.

"Next!"

The tall and thin boy who called his name took out an iron rod from his schoolbag and threw it to Huang Zhao, and said with a smile on his face.

"Be careful, don't really kill people!"

"Hmph!

Taking the iron rod, Huang Zhao jerked towards Chen Ping, shouting incessantly.

"I'll let you hide! Let you dare to disobey Lao Tzu's words......"

It's a fool not to hide!

It's no joke that the iron rod smashed his body, in addition to holding his head for protection, every time the iron rod was smashed, Chen Ping blocked it with the side of his schoolbag as much as possible, and he only thought that Huang Zhao would quickly vent himself and go home, who expected that the more he dodged, the more energetic Huang Zhao became, and finally he was so angry that he accidentally smashed a stick on Chen Ping's head.

Bang –

The moment the iron rod smashed on his head, Chen Ping's eyes suddenly went black and he fell to the ground motionless.

"Damn!?Huang Zhao!Are you making a fuss?!"

"Huang Zhao, are you sick?!Why are you smashing his head!?"

"Don't really kill anyone, do you?"

"I'll take a look...... Damn?!Dead?"

"What? don't scare me!"

"I'm out of breath! Why are you still stunned, hurry up and call an ambulance!!"

"I, I, I...... Don't do my business! I'm ...... I'll go first!"

"it, huh, why are you gone!"

"People are dead, call Mao an ambulance! And I didn't kill people!"

“......”

In his remaining consciousness, Chen Ping seemed to vaguely hear a panicked and chaotic voice.

And then—

No then.

"I ...... Where is this?"

Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes and woke up, only to find himself in a familiar white space.

"You're here. ”

A familiar voice rang in my ears again.

Chen Ping followed the prestige in a daze, and suddenly saw him sitting in a chair reading a book again.

"I ...... Dreaming?"

"If you want to understand it that way. Chen An closed the book and stood up from the chair mountain, looked at him straight and said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Chen Ping said.

"Look at yourself now. Chen Andao.

Chen Ping was puzzled, but he still subconsciously looked at his hands, and in an instant, his eyes revealed horror.

"What's the matter with my hands?Why did my hands become like this?!"

Yes, Chen Ping is now like atomization, and it is a fogging that is gradually dissipating.

"Because you're dead. Chen An told a horrific truth.

"What? How could I die?!" Chen Ping shouted in horror. "I'm not dead, I don't want to die......"

"Do you have any last words to say? Because your time is running out. Chen An said with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"How is that possible...... How could I die...... You must have lied to me......"

Chen Ping was spinning around like a headless fly, still not believing the absurd fact that he was dead.

Chen An just looked at him quietly, watching "his" atomized body become weaker and weaker.

Finally, Chen Ping didn't move.

He raised his head to look at Chen An, and a line of tears flowed from his eyes.

"Take care of my mom ......"

After speaking, Chen Ping's consciousness completely dissipated.

Poor and wretched man!

Chen An was silent for a long time and sighed lightly.

Sixteen years!

He was finally able to come back to life.

And the poor and pathetic person is not himself?