I don't know why, when he is eating, there will always be these inexplicable people to disturb him. Although I am very grateful to them for disrupting the eating activities that they don't like.

But it's also very uncomfortable to be disrupted like this every time.

So now it's a little unpleasant to look at the person in front of you.

"I said you ......"

He grabbed the somewhat ramsical Muzi and shook his head.

Such an annoying person! I'll have to deal with it for him.

"Classmate Yan, we have been friends for so long, you can't look at my face and let go of a snow, she didn't mean to embarrass you."

"You see, she already knows it's wrong. Drop out of school or something, forget it, okay? ”

……

Hua Yimin is really a little lotus! Such righteous words are really eye-catching.

I'm really a good friend who does my best for other people's things.

Tan Yixue, who was cowering next to her, didn't dare to speak, because she had just arrived at school today, and many people pointed at her and shouted at her to take the initiative to quit school.

She thought that some time had passed, and her classmates had almost forgotten about it. But I didn't expect them to remember it very well.

This morning made her tremble, for fear that she would be dropped out of school if she was not careful.

Xi glanced at them disdainfully, they made such a fuss, and there were more and more people around them. Watching the lively people whispering, they are all praising Hua Yimin's tolerance and kindness.

Analyze his lips, why is he so unhappy!

"For your sake, who are you?"

"Friend for so long, how did I not know?"

"Forget it, why?"

Xi picked up a glass of water on the table, slowly brought it to his mouth, and looked at the group of people standing in front of his table, without stopping at all.

is so faceless, which makes Hua Yimin's eyes red. Speaking of which, Little Lotus's nirvana is to shed tears of grievance at every turn.

This is not looking at Hua Yimin, who is raining pear blossoms, our flower messenger Yuan Qishan is busy taking her into his arms and comforting her softly.

"Yan Liangxi, you are almost done, Tan Yixue didn't mean it, what if you let her go?"

"Yin Yin, you dug a pit to let Yixue jump down, let her go! Dropping out of school is too serious. ”

Yuan Qishan is a little unshady, why has the teenager changed so quickly in the past few days.

"Yes! It's too serious! Isn't it just a bet, is it necessary to care so much? ”

"Be generous and not lose a piece of meat."

……

"Huh! Be generous and not lose a piece of meat. But why should I be generous to you? ”

"That's right! I'm just a selfish person. Don't say it's your face, even if the principal is standing here today, I will tell him that he is willing to gamble and lose. ”

"If I didn't do well in this exam, and I lost the bet, you would also say that we are good friends so righteously, let me go, forget it?"

"No, it won't! You're going to want to kick me out as you see a rat crossing the street. I'm not a good person by nature, but there is one thing I do, I am willing to gamble. At least I won't shout that a large group of people will come to find someone to settle accounts and find someone to settle accounts. ”

"What if I designed the pit? I didn't tell her to jump down. It's my fault that I can't control my hurtful heart? ”

"For your sake, heh! To be honest, I don't know you well, after I was bullied by you, I didn't plan to let you go, and as a bystander, I didn't know each other, so I asked me to let Tan Yixue go.

"You, why?"

Analysis is angry, there are such people in this world, they take advantage of other people's sympathy, do things that seem righteous, but are blatantly hurting others.

And the injured person looks at everything around them, sees that they are isolated, and will also fall into a state of self-doubt, so they close themselves off and embark on a path of no return.

It was dark, no one on the road reminded them that there was a cliff ahead, and they didn't have lights.

……

I love you here, in the dark pine forest, the wind unties itself, the moon shines like phosphorescence on floating water, chasing each other day after day, the snow flutters in the wind, a silver seagull slips down from the west, sometimes a boat, high in the stars.

- Neruda