One-third of the classrooms in the fourth class of the first grade are already occupied, and most of them are resident students, and it is not yet morning reading time.

Chen Jinhua also came to the classroom early, the dormitory was too cold, and the thin quilt could not bring him more warmth, but it was better to go to the classroom and enjoy the heat brought by more people.

He complained a little in his heart: Now that it's almost winter, why don't the family send him a thicker quilt, at least a cotton coat for himself?

He rubbed his wrists, his thumb was still a little sore—his hands hurt from his self-study last night, probably because he was used to pinching a short pencil with three fingers, so that he was still a little unaccustomed to using a normal pencil.

He hadn't been able to write so freely for a long time—he couldn't let go of writing with his short pencil, thinking that he should save more and write less, after all, he would have to spend some money to buy it when he ran out.

Thinking of this, Chen Jinhua picked up the pencil that Bao Guowei gave him yesterday, held it in the posture of holding the brush, and looked around, hoping that some classmates could look at him and pay attention to the pen in his hand was a good pen.

But the answer is obvious, no one pays attention to what Chen Jinhua is doing.

He had some pain in his abdomen, I don't know if he was cold or hungry, but he hadn't eaten last night or this morning.

Chen Jinhua could only pray that Guo Chun and Bao Guowei would come sooner today: if they could eat a few hot buns and a few eggs, their stomachs would be comfortable.

"Where's my pork belly stuffed bun?"

"What about my big pork belly stuffed buns?"

Chen Jinhua clutched his rumbling stomach and began to rehearse Guo Chun's own question when he came - how to make himself appear to be more amused when he spoke.

At any time, Chen Jinhua is willing to be a clown, trying to make a funny appearance to please others, and when he sees others smiling at him, even if he is ridiculed, he will laugh along.

……

"I forgot to bring it."

When he heard Guo Chun's answer, the smile on Chen Jinhua's face froze on his face, this answer was different from what he thought during the rehearsal, he looked at Guo Chun's bag, hoping that he was joking, maybe the next moment he would take out a bag from the bag, which contained hot buns.

"Why did you forget to bring it?"

"Forget is forget, just make up for it next time!"

Guo Chun stuffed the bag under the table, he never took Chen Jinhua seriously, he forgot it - forgot, at least he didn't mean not to bring it.

"You don't talk about credit."

Chen Jinhua whispered accusations, hoping that Guo Chun could say something like "bring it to you next time" and "invite you to Songhe Tower for dinner in the future".

But he saw Guo Chun pick up the book and start reading.

The meaning is obvious – don't bother me.

didn't even apologize, which made Chen Jinhua feel a little aggrieved, especially the pain in his stomach, which made Chen Jinhua feel more and more uncomfortable.

He remembered a phrase he had learned in Mandarin class, which Charlotte Brontë mentioned in Jane Eyre.

He has always liked it, so he also saved money for a long time and bought books related to it.

This time, with the help of the grievances in his stomach, or perhaps the grievances accumulated in the school in the past two years, he finally mustered up the courage and spit out the words that he wanted to say in his dreams:

"Guo Chun, our souls are equal, as if the two of us walked through the grave and stood at the feet of God, equal to each other."

Hearing Chen Jinhua's inexplicable words, Guo Chun took his face away from the book, glanced at him, turned his glasses to the book again, and looked at the book listlessly - ignoring people, maybe he just wanted to be in a daze.

This made Chen Jinhua feel a little angry in his heart - he felt that he had dedicated all his energy to currying favor with everyone - at least he felt so.

He even wanted to peel off his heart and show it to Guo Chun or those who used to be—behold, I really want to be friends with you.

But no one has ever cared what he thinks, everyone treats him as an insignificant little person, and maybe they don't treat him as a person.

"I'm a human being, I'm a living person, why am I always different from you? Why do you never take me seriously, never care about my dignity, is it because I am poor? I ......"

Chen Jinhua spoke a little loudly this time, attracting several people to turn their heads to look, but he got stuck after saying a few words - he was not Jane Eyre, after all, he did not have enough literary literacy to support him to continue.

Besides, the reason seems to be said.

"What are you mad about? Isn't it just a bun? Why don't I bring it to you next time? ”

Guo Chun frowned this time, especially when he found that a few classmates had noticed this, and if he let Chen Jinhua continue to talk about it, he would be a little embarrassed.

Chen Jinhua suddenly felt like a blunt knife was stuffed in the back of his neck, stabbing back and forth in his head, and his anger burned.

……

Bao Guowei trotted all the way to school, and the cold autumn wind poured into his lungs, pulling out the cold.

When he came from the back door, he saw Chen Jinhua and Guo Chun beating each other: Chen Jinhua was lying on the ground, being pressed by Guo Chun and beaten on the ground, and several classmates were fighting again.

"Don't fight anymore!"

Some classmates shouted like this.

……

After the two were separated, Chen Jinhua lay on the table and covered his face, did not speak, he tilted his head slightly, and some blood stains were revealed on his sleeves.

The corner of Guo Chun's right eye was also purple, there was a lot of bruising, and he bared his teeth, but he never understood, is this little follower who has always been obedient is crazy today?

There were still people whispering in the classroom, presumably discussing what had just happened.

"What happened?"

Bao Guowei was a little curious, these two people could still have a conflict, and as soon as he sat in his seat, he asked Guo Chun.

"Just because I didn't bring him a bun, he beat me!"

Guo Chun looked in the mirror and touched the swollen corner of his eye, baring his teeth and cracking his mouth.

Bao Guowei naturally didn't believe this—I think there were some additional reasons.

However, Bao Guowei didn't bother to inquire carefully, this matter had nothing to do with him.

Two eggs were inadvertently placed on Chen Jinhua's table.

Since the husband promised to bring eggs to Chen Jinhua yesterday, Bao Guowei will not rely on it, although making this move now may cause Guo Chun's unhappiness.

Chen Jinhua smelled a smell and lifted his buried face.

He took two eggs and ate them, and put one in his mouth, and even ate it with the shell, and put the other in his mouth.

This made Guo Chun next to him look a little dumbfounded: When did this Chen Jinhua become so ruthless?

At this moment a man of about thirty or forty years old came outside: he was dressed in the costume of the Political and Religious Office, and he was standing at the back door.

He looked at the photo in his hand, and then at Chen Jinhua, who still had blood on his face - but the gentleman from the Political and Educational Department didn't care, because there was something more important, he shook his head and sighed.

Probably afraid that this classmate would faint directly after hearing the news, he chose to walk in directly, told him in his seat, and leaned over Chen Jinhua's ear:

"Your name is Chen Jinhua, there is a quilt brought by your family in the communication room, and several clothes, but there is one more thing...... It's your father who died, and you have to mourn. ”

This Chen Jinhua's father is a talent, afraid that his son is too cold, afraid that winter will come too early, afraid that his son is not warm enough, so he took off two pieces of warm clothes on his body and handed them over to the communication room, and the people in the communication room were frightened at that time.

Sure enough, he died on the west road of the city after walking for a short time.

"Woooooo

When Chen Jinhua heard the news, he suddenly made a sound like a puppy barking - as if someone had stepped on his tail fiercely.

He looked at Guo Chun and then at Bao Guowei.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but one mouth closed one by one, and the egg dregs fell out with broken shells, but he could only utter this strange and short syllable:

"Woo!"

Bao Guowei saw that he wanted to say something, but Chen Jinhua didn't say anything after all, and he walked out tremblingly.

……

Later, a dark shadow flashed by the window, and Bao Guowei looked to the side, and it turned out to be Chen Jinhua jumping down from the building.

This may soon cause a stir in the class and even the whole school

He was finally able to fulfill his wish before he died—to be taken seriously.

However, the building seems to be only three stories high......