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Am I going to die? I heard that before I die, people will look back on the life they have lived······

I was sick and groggy. An internal force entered my body very slowly······

It seemed to be the same way that day.

Am I reminiscing, or am I experiencing, am I just dead?······

“······ You won't die, sleep in peace······" A very gentle woman's accent sounded softly in her ears. The unfamiliar voice, the tone as if a big sister was taking care of her sister, was very distressed. Never had such an older sister take care of me······

Tears slid down the ······

I was caught up in the memories······

At that time, I didn't ask Sister Mu Yun how Sister Hui was, because as a priest, she was the only woman who attended the sacrifice ceremony besides me, and Mu Yun naturally knew that we had a close relationship, so Sister Hui should be okay?······

On the eighth day of the third month, the news shocked the empire that Ye Zi'an Sheng'an had been murdered in a dark grass hut.

So in the face of this kind of news, the news of a woman named Liu Ru's suicide is insignificant.

Liu Lianyue's aunt.

I went to live in the school, and Liu Lianyue also settled down in Huanliangfang.

The people who go to school are all aristocratic boys who are about the same age as me, and the content of the course is nothing more than those four books and five classics, etc., I have already read them several times, and it is easy to master, as for the spells, the guards have given me nine volumes of the Hanyu Sutra and let me practice on my own, and I did not think that practicing Hanyu Gong is as simple and natural as learning to breathe.

Mr. Xuetang is a guy who doesn't smile, Mr. doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know his surname, and there are four poplar trees on the side of the house, because he thinks it's a name. There are many good things to say, very much admiration for fame and fortune, reciting "learning and excellence", although it is dismissed as vulgar, the heart is very good. A self-proclaimed scribe, with a high talent, he failed many times, and he was whipped in anger.

On the first day I came, he dragged me into the hallway, looked at me with disgust, scolded me, and forbade me to swear.

He spat and flew, and the ring ruler in his hand waved threateningly in the air: "Tang Di's Hua, is it not Su Yong?" (refers to me wearing tailor-made silk clothes?) Although the fox fur is covered with hair, how can you hide your squirrel is not new? Your lizard is sexual, rotten wood can not be carved, adults are still in the market, you should be grateful, if you slander again in the future, the old man will re-flog you, do you know?"

I'm only a promise, and in this environment, I won't curse casually, right······ I didn't have any trepidation, and soon mingled with those noble boys who were above the top.

In the past few months, I have achieved a small success.

When I came to the classroom in the morning, I saw Tang Xuehui.

A lovely girl in Yuxue is wearing a gorgeous skirt, Wenwen is quietly sitting in the center of the front row reading a book, a very thin mole in the corner of her eye, which is even more charming, and she has two deep dimples when she laughs, but she doesn't smile often, and she already has a gentle and gentle lady demeanor at a young age.

Everyone whispered to each other, not knowing who she was.

The first class was finally over, and the husband went back to the office to rest, and I was playing with the teenagers, but I kept an eye on the girls' movements.

The girl looked up from the book and looked in our direction with displeasure, as if she thought we were childish and stupid, too noisy, and she lowered her head again, pointed to the words on the book with her slender fingers, and read slowly, line by line.

We stopped talking, and I walked up and said, "Hello." “

The girl raised her head, pursed her lips and smiled softly, two round dimples on her rosy cheeks, but the smile did not spread to her eyes: "Hello." ”

"What are you reading?" I asked, unimpressed by the fact that she had just stared at us, pointing to the book.

She silently used her finger to fill the bookmark, closed the book, and showed me the cover, with a slight smile on her face, this smile was real. With a smug sneer.

I looked at it and smiled, "Spring and Autumn Wow?"

Perhaps for a twelve- or thirteen-year-old, this kind of book is difficult and boring, at most forced by parents to use their fingers to count word by word, but I have read it a long time ago.

"I ······ early"

The smile on her face disappeared, and she squinted her eyes slightly at me, and I changed my words: "What a difficult book, would you like to be friends with me?"

She smiled sweetly: "Well, my name is Tang Xuehui." ”

Tang Xuehui's ladylike temperament strongly attracted me, and I occasionally learned from her demure appearance, she was my best friend in the school, but sometimes I was very close to her, but I felt that she was extremely far away.

Tang Xuehui almost immediately became the crush and pursuit object of all boys, but she always had an indifferent look that could be watched from a distance and could not be played with.

Of course, there will always be people who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

"Hey, Lun Ran," a young man Zheng Hao smiled evilly, "Do you know what that girl surnamed Tang is about?"

"Sister Hui?" I threw my schoolbag on the table angrily, "You want to call Miss Tang!"

"Huh, just her?" the boy laughed, "I'm afraid you don't know she's Liu Ru's daughter······, right?" Haha," the boy was looking for words," ······ Dusty Woman······ Living in that kind of filthy place, and pretending to be so tall······"

"Fuck you!" I was furious and rushed up with my fists, "······ the fuck"

Zheng Hao stretched out his hand, and the two of us were shocked and each took half a step back.

"Green onion!!" I looked back in shock.

The gentleman was so angry that his face was flushed, his goatee was trembling, and he beat me headless with a ring ruler, and said angrily: "People are rude, Hu Bu die······? Thou ······"

I couldn't help but say nothing.

"Sir, sir!" pleaded in a delicate voice with a crying voice, "It's not her fault, it's all me, it's all my ······" Tears flowed down Tang Xuehui's snow-white cheeks, and a trace of deep resentment flashed in her eyes, but it was only for a moment, and she was covered by sadness and self-blame.

The gentleman looked at such a gentle girl, and also felt that his behavior was too rude and rude, so he stopped beating me and yelled at me: "You can't feel the stubborn stone, treat it as your friend, gentle and polite, why don't you change it!"

I snorted and didn't answer.

Mr. Wen Yan comforted Tang Xuehui a few words, glared at me angrily, grabbed the books on the desk, sandwiched them under his armpits, and strode away angrily.

Zheng Hao couldn't help it, and came over and patted me on the shoulder: "Green ······" I shook his hand away: "Get out." Reaching out and grabbing his bag, he rushed out.

I don't like to cry in front of people.

Am I wrong, and why should I be blamed?

"Bang-" I slammed the door of my room.