The whole thing looks ridiculous and ridiculous, originally I was a victim, Zhang Xu came to provoke for no reason, and came to beat me for no reason, but in front of this Li policeman, Zhang Xu actually became a weakling, and actually became the sympathetic person, and I was like a perpetrator from beginning to end, as if I was a heinous bad person in front of him.

The attitude towards Zhang Xu was very polite, and the attitude towards me was to slap the table except for glaring. Zhang Xu didn't go for a while, and the police let me go. It's a shame that I let the one who sent me go, and if I let him go, I'm afraid it will be really hard for me to take a taxi again.

When I came out of the police station, I was very moved to see that the driver's car was still waiting for me.

Sitting in his car, because he sent me here when he came, so he naturally knew the way back and knew how to go, but I was sullen and depressed to the extreme. Why is it that again and again it is clear that I am justified and that I am a victim, but everyone is facing Zhang Xu? Even if he can say it, but if he can say it again, the facts are there, can't they see that Zhang Xu is bullying people?

The lawsuit of the machine obviously thought that I was in control, but I lost, and this time Zhang Xu beat me again. I was the only one who was counted out the whole time. Zhang Xu didn't suffer any grievances.

The same plane was silent at first, but then he began to chat with me: "You came out quite quickly." ”

"yes, I signed it there and came out." I replied.

"In the future, if you are in a hurry, you will squeak in the car, and I will call me whenever I want, including in the middle of the night. But if there's nothing urgent, don't call me too late. ”

"Thank you so much." Although I said that I gave him the money for the car, I am grateful to him from the bottom of my heart for being able to say this. Now, I've probably been suffering from unequal treatment, so if I have a little care or warmth, it's like meeting a good person.

"It sounds like the accent you speak with is from Hebei."

"I'm not from Hebei, I'm from the Northeast."

"Didn't you come here when you were young? Did you marry here? The driver asked me again.

I didn't want to answer his question, I just wanted to sit quietly, but because I was grateful for the driver's kindness, I couldn't ignore them. But I couldn't tell him the truth, so I could only answer him vaguely, "Yes." ”

"Then you're a Pekingese."

"I'm not from Beijing, I'm from Northeast China." I never thought I was from Beijing. So when he said this, I hastened to deny it.

"Didn't you come with your account?" He asked me something like this out of the blue.

"It's coming." He asked me a question, and I replied, although it was somewhat verbose to his question, but out of politeness, I couldn't help but answer. But the answer was just an answer, and I didn't take the initiative to ask him anything.

"Now that the hukou has come, it is a Beijinger. How nice. ”

"I've never considered myself a Beijinger. Although I have a hukou, I grew up in Northeast China, not Beijing, so of course I am from Northeast China. "Maybe some people think that Beijingers have advantages, think that Beijingers or Beijing hukou are good, and even Zhang Xu has always been proud that he is a Beijinger, but in my heart, who will laugh at the relationship? It's just a difference in the place of birth. No one needs to have any sense of superiority. Besides, in this society, as long as you are willing to work hard, no matter where you are, you can succeed, even if you are a Beijinger, if you don't work hard, you won't be able to do well, just like Zhang Xu. If I hadn't worked hard with him over the past few years, he might not have been able to afford a house and a car.

And those who have made great achievements, and how many of them are old Beijingers?

After listening to my words, the driver did not refute me, but he did not ask me any other questions, and soon arrived at the entrance of the village, there are sentry boxes at the entrance of the village, and foreign vehicles have to register and scan the code or something when entering the village, which is very troublesome, so I said to him: "You just stop here, I can go in by myself." ”

"Why don't I send you to the village?" He said.

"No thanks, I'll be there in a while. It's quite troublesome for you to enter the village and register something. I said to the driver.

After listening to my words, the driver didn't say anything more, he did as I said, parked the car on the side, and after I paid for the car, I got out of the car and walked home.

Because my house is not far from the entrance of the village, I arrived at home quickly. When I got home, I sat down in a chair all of a sudden, as if I had collapsed. I sat back in my chair and calmed myself down with my eyes closed.

After calming down for a while, my brain started to come alive. I thought about what was happening, from beginning to end. Suddenly I had a strange idea. Who is this driver? Is he really a taxi driver? Did he pass by there by accident?

Did someone deliberately ask him to go there to pick me up? Otherwise, why didn't I wait for a taxi for so long? Just when I was in a hurry, and not long after someone from the police station finished calling me, he came? And he seemed to know that I was waiting for the bus there. What if someone intentionally asked him to come and pick me up? So who is this person, is it well-intentioned or has ulterior motives?

Now I feel like I'm mentally wrong, and I think a lot about whatever it is. I'm always afraid that someone will calculate me, and I'm afraid that someone will deliberately frame me. I know that all these things are related to Zhang Xu, all because of the lawsuits with him again and again, all because I have suffered losses again and again, so I am always afraid that someone will calculate me, and someone will dig a pit for me and make me jump in. I think now I am not only depressed, but also mentally ill. I'm even a little scared if I'm going to go crazy one day.

I continued to think about it. Thinking of some of the things that the driver asked me, he must have asked him to pick me up, and by the way, he asked me to say something. I thought about everything he had said to me. He also once said something like this to me, he said: "When you go to the police station to talk, you must be careful, you have to tell the truth, if you should not say what you should not say, otherwise you will bear legal responsibility." I'm a law student, and I know that. "That's what he said to me when he took me to the police station. At that time, I didn't care, I just thought he was kind, and replied to him, "Thank you." However, there is no need for me to tell lies. And then nothing more.

Now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, since he is a student of law, why doesn't he work in law? Why did he drive a taxi? And his car doesn't have a rental sign either. He must have been arranged to pick me up. So who is it? Is it Zhang Xu? It was he who knew I didn't get a taxi, so he asked someone else to come over. Because he grew up in Beijing, not only the people in the village, but also the people in the surrounding villages knew too much, and it was too easy to find someone to come and pick me up.