A rose trial.
The day my brother died, his notice of withdrawal was sent to his home.
The mother had a heart attack and her father had been in a car accident on his way home.
And my brother used to lick his dog, and he was just showing off in the bar with two men fighting for her.
I ran into the bar with a fruit knife, and I stabbed him in the middle of nowhere.
I went back to my senior year, when my brother was still at the top of the class of clean grass.
Nothing has happened yet.
It’s just a moment, and the noise in the bar becomes the bell of the class.
My body still holds the original knife grip, but it has a neutral black pen.
This is the moment when you stick it on another boy’s uniform.
It’s Zhou Silent, it’s the school’s default, and it’s one of the many pursuers.
On the day of the incident, for the sake of Wynzú, he had a group of people who had me brother surrounded the alley.
Finally, my brother died under one of the gangsters.
He was stabbed in the chest by a forensic examination.
Zhou Zhou Zheng, by simply saying, “I don’t know if he will carry a knife”, chose himself clean and clean as the son of a high-ranking official.
He looked at the lid of his cap and looked at me again, with no face.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
The brother’s body, the mother’s crying, and the father who never saw the last face.
A scene of memories hit my temple.
I was staring at him dead, trying to keep my hands from shaking, so I could not help but pounce on and snap his neck.
The silent eyebrows were twisted and he was about to say something, and the schoolmaster shouted to silence everyone.
“Clear time! What’s going on back there? I’m sorry.
I looked around like a dream, and I saw the girl from the podium, who was with the headmaster.
“Chou Silent, Jiang Di, you two go back to your seats.
“I’d like to introduce you to our new classmate, Wen-ru. I’m sorry.
I came back to my seat like a corpse, and I saw my eyes pouring on Werru.
She’s white, thin, and she’s a five-man student.
The sun swung on the podium longs her twirling, twirling.
The laughter in the mouth, the light in the eyes, the good manner of self-presentation, was pointed to the empty seat next to me.
I was not convinced that I was really going through time until she did what was in my memory and came to me with everyone’s eyes and smiled and said, “Hello.”
It’s also the beginning of all bad luck when you go back to your senior year and you’re transferred to our school.
In the days to come, she will be taken to the position of a colonel with enviable beauty and tenderness, and she will haunt my brother in a luminous manner and live in his heart.
She turned from the white moonlight of many boys into my brother’s moth.
And my brother, Kang-jin, who fell in her mouth, walked down the altar and died for her, her greatest trophy.
This time, I just took a look at her with my head.
Look at her eyes, look at her eyes, smile without smiling and hook her lips.
“Please. I’m sorry.
It’s time to start over.
In the classroom, Weinzou had a mirror of the size of his hand, and I was staring out the window.
I’m the kind of student who’s going to go to school, no matter what.
I’m always behind him, even if he’s doing well.
Back to senior year, the point of knowledge that the teacher speaks, I just need to take a look at it.
And that’s why I knew he was in love, and I was just curious to say something.
After all, there’s nothing to dispute about.
Even when he learned to smoke and drink with Weinzul and his grades slowly faded, I made a mockery of it — the end of love.
As a result, Kang-thong died on our eighteenth birthday.
Mom said I was only a minute away from him when he was born.
That day he called me last.
He said it took an hour to get my favorite cup cake from the Culomi series.
By the time I got to the scene, the body had been removed.
In that alley, in addition to the broken cupcakes, there was a whole bunch of dirty stars.
That’s my favorite flower.
There are millions of people in love in the world who are lost and deranged, but who are never going to die, and even if they are, they cannot be my brother.
Destiny gave me a chance to start over, and I want to change the end of the whole family.
And We shall bring back my brother, Jiang Thong, out of the abyss, to his 18-year-old, with a strong and puffy wind.
As soon as the bell went off, Wen-ru and I were surrounded by people who, without exception, came to show warmth.
I was caught between the warmth and her fans.
Among them, Zhou Silento stood on my desk, crossed me, knocked on the soft table and said, in a self-righteous and casual way:
“Will we have lunch at noon? I’m sorry.
I’ve got a white eye, a “sb” inside.
And the next second, the cold and silent sight fell on my face.
I didn’t think about what he thought after seeing my eyes and whether I offended him.
I have more important things to do.
And I stood up, and drew the crowd from the siege, and went in the direction of the next class — one of the teams where Jiang Chen was.
Standing at the door of the first squad, I turned my eyes and looked for the image of Jiang Jin.
The shoulder was shot cold and a familiar cold sound fell in my ear:
Looking for me?
Turning around, he stood before me with a bottle of water, lazily picking his eyebrow.
I’ve never seen him so closely.
And now this Kang-hong is alive.
His short-sleeve school uniform was wrapped in a bloated bone, two buttons of his neck were tied in order, with a prominent larynx and a clear jaw line, and a shadow of the sun fell on my back to cover me completely.
Seeing me don’t talk, he frowns in his eyes and shakes his hand:
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
My nose is sore, my head is down and my eyes are rubbing, and then my head up is full of tears.
Brother…
I’ve been holding on to the urge to hug him, and I’ve had an open mouth, and I can’t feel my voice.
He was shocked, and then he wiped my tears and his fingers were cold.
“Tell me what happened.” I’m sorry.
I sneezed and laughed worse than I cried, but I choked and said:
“Nothing. Come home early tonight. I miss Mom and Dad. I’m sorry.
“Are you in kindergarten or not? I’m sorry.
Then he held me with one hand behind me, comfortingly hugging me: “Well, we’ll leave as soon as we get to school.” I’m sorry.
After confirming that there was no anomaly, my heart fell, and I simply spoke to him, turning around and getting ready to go back to work.
But when I turned around, I was groaning:
“A table! I’d like you to come with me to the office. I’m sorry.
With a pear vortex, she grabbed my arm and blinked at the river behind me:
“Is this your boyfriend? So handsome, can you take me with you? I’m sorry.
I looked back at Keung and he wrinkled and even looked at me with a confused face.
Apparently, the word “boyfriend” struck me.
I smiled at him and turned my head and said to Werru without an expression:
“No way.
“My brother doesn’t like girls like you. I’m sorry.
The sound of the voice is coming down, and the warm face is as constipated as it is, and the smell of itself is almost invisible.
After confirming that she didn’t smell like anything else, she turned her mouth off and turned cold, but still showed weakness:
“Today is my first day of transfer to this school and I hope to get along with you.
“If there is anything wrong with you, say it and not attack me for any reason.” I’m sorry.
An honest look, polite speech, no indignity.
It’s like a little White Lotus that’s shaking in the cold and still standing.
I learned her gestures, and I said with my face:
“Aah! What did I attack you for? It’s smelly.”
He even blinked at Jiang Jin:
Don’t you smell it? I’m sorry.
I was suddenly overwhelmed by Cue’s eyes, and I couldn’t help but follow my words:
“Well, it seems a little…”
“Yeah, it’s just like the old green tea in our corner. I’m sorry.
I smiled at her.
The tenderness of the face is already so difficult to see, even with tears coming out of the eye, that there is no light in the eyes of Jiang Jin.
She turned red on her cheeks and went back to class.
I watched her back hum in cold, and I was struck with a light chestnut by Jiang Jin.
He had a slight look, asking:
“What’s wrong with the new guy?” I’m sorry.
I have understood this as some of the pre-temperatures of Jiang Zhong’s instincts to protect his warmth and flash back in his mind, and his gruesome feelings of aversion and resonance:
“What’s wrong? Are you in pain? Why did you sing with me? I’m sorry.
There has been a resurgence of confusion in the face of Jiang Jin and a cloud of confusion.
A moment later, his face was dim and his voice was down:
“You’re weird today.
“That girl just smelled a little snout, I’m just being honest.
“If you suffer, tell me. But if you’re going to be so angry for no reason, then whatever. I’m sorry.
After that, he turned around and wanted to go back to work.
I had my own breath fixed, and before the bell rings, I said the last thing to his back:
“I just don’t like her. If you love her later, you’re not my brother. I’m sorry.
I went back to my class with my soul.
We have rarely, since the beginning of the memoirs, spoken against each other like we did earlier.
It is also clear to me that it is the next step to attack the warmth in the face of Jiang Zhong, after all, that I am the only one in the whole world who has taken a God’s perspective.
I was the one who put Windsor in front of Jiang Jin.
One was the first time she came to a friendly school house and asked, “Will you take me with you later?” When I said that, I accepted her without hesitation.
From then on, she followed us to school, at lunch, day after day.
And when he saw my brother’s eyes he became more obstinate, and even took away from him a love letter from another girl, and then read it to him with a sweet, obstinate voice, and looked at his red earlids, and said a word or two that seemed like nothing.
The number of times they go out on weekends is increasing, and my brother’s grades are falling behind.
And I’m just trying to get into a learning ivory tower, and if I don’t know it — talk about it, I’m the only one who does it, and the bigger the reward my parents give me.
How could I think of this ending?
The bells have been ringing, the next class is physical education, and the class has left the classroom with little or no attention.
I was going to take a roll to the playground and I found a man sitting in my seat.
Zhou Zheng was bored to look at my papers, and I came to him and he didn’t even lift his head.
I reached out with my hand out of his papers, and I said two words in cold air:
“Get up. I’m sorry.
It’s only time to look up at me.
“A schoolboy? So cold. I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk to him. I said two words:
“Get up. I’m sorry.
I’m even more reluctant to get up, and I’m leaning back, and I’m all over my bag and I’m laughing:
“I hear you’re good at it, and you make new students cry.
“That’s how it got my attention? I’m sorry.
I looked at him for two seconds and laughed:
“Yeah, I like to watch her cry, and I like to watch her cry and lick dogs and bite.
“There’s a strange feeling of sighting a lowly creature? I’m sorry.
As if it were a frost, he stood up and held my chin to death, and worked with his hands.
He looked at me, looked at me with a strange look, and suddenly he smiled with a complex smile:
“It seems like we’ve never known each other before.
“I suddenly felt that from now on we could get to know each other again. I’m sorry.
The next second, his hand was cut deep by the sword I had taken from the table, and his hand was sorely loose.
I pushed him so hard, I pushed him all over the stool, I looked down at him:
“Sorry, I don’t deal with stupid X. I’m sorry.
Then he picked up the roll, drew a pen and put it in his pocket and turned his head.
When I was in gym class, I felt the sincerity of my desire to “reconnect.”
Despite the fact that he had broken a hand, he was still known on the field as a hero.
I ignored the cold-eyed look that he had from time to time, and I was only thinking about the solution of the last one on the paper.
But the basketball that flew to me often forced me to turn my attention to the field.
For the last time, I looked around, and then, with the shoelaces, I softened my position.
The basketball in the silent hands came to me with a half-a-perfect parabola radians, and one side of me was in hiding.
The next second, the sound of blunt pain in the body from the back of a basketball hit was accompanied by a grim scream.
“Aah-aah!”
A few small groups of girls came behind me, and the boys stopped running and looked in my direction.
And the source of the horrifying screams — the tenderness — is now sobbing with its face.
In this case, almost the entire class was surrounded and busy consoling the wounded little flower.
It was silent, stopped a few steps away from the crowd and looked at me in silence.
I was looking at him, and he moved his mouth, and he said clearly:
“On purpose? I’m sorry.
The girls have begun to speak out for the sake of peace.
“What idiot plays basketball, it’s also six, why don’t you go for NBA? I’m sorry.
“It’s Zhou Sil. I watched him throw the basketball here on purpose. I’m sorry.
And the boys are still defending the “brother” in their circles, deliberately trying to open the door:
“Don’t say so much. Let’s get Weinzul to the infirmary. I’m sorry.
“They’re careless, okay…”
Zilong’s hands were cuddled to the chest, without saying a word.
He looked at me again in a strange way, and finally, a few steps forward, and stopped in front of the warm:
“I’ll take you to the infirmary. I’m sorry.
The eyelashes that Werru had just cried were red, and a smile was gruesome.
“No, I’m sure you didn’t mean it. I didn’t hurt. Don’t talk about him. I’m sorry.
“What’s not meant to be, are you sorry? I’m sorry.
“It’s just, there’s a lot of work going on in front of you, and what’s going on here?” I’m sorry.
A “unintentional” line blew up a little bit of gossip, and you girls put a line on me and a line on the silhouette.
In the end, Zhou Silently said, “Shut up!” to silence the whole place.
Even with the warmth, he looked up and looked at him.
The silhouettes, with frosting frosting, went straight over the warmth, bended over and stretched their arms, pulled up the basketball on the ground and turned back to the field and followed him back with most of the boys.
I watched the warm and disappointed look of her eyes and the faint shadow of her eyes, and I laughed.
She thinks that by putting herself in a low place, she can raise a sense of guilt and thus give herself an innocent, white and perfect person a sense of kindness.
He apologized only because he wanted to apologize.
He was reluctant to apologize for being abducted in a moral setting.
It’s just his primitive instinct for male creatures.
He will be pushed to the top of his head, and he will be in a position of desolation. He will only be bored.
It’s just a disgraced son of a bitch.
Unable to receive a silent apology and concern, Wienzuso is no longer in the mood.
She stood up as if there was nothing wrong with her, and if she looked in the dark, she didn’t know what she was thinking.
After school, I’m still in my seat, and Kang-thong has been waiting for the entrance to our class.
He leaned on the front of our class, and many people’s attention was drawn to the past.
He had no Bking. He waved in my direction.
I took a one-hand look at the warm seat — no one.
He walked out of the door and found that he was not in a hurry to leave, and he was still leaning against the door and looking at me in cold.
And We hastened: “Why not go? I’m sorry.
“Who are you?” I’m sorry.
It is only then that I realize that he is still obsessed with what I said this morning.
So I nod at the place, and I turned around, and I went to my brother, bye. I’m sorry.
It’s when he put down the shelf, followed me behind him, took the bag off my shoulder, and carried it to his shoulder.
Then stretch my arms around my neck and bring me in my arms in a more brutal manner.
His voice was also a little angry: “You’re having trouble with someone and your brother doesn’t want it.
“I don’t even know that girl. You’re just saying what I like about her. I’m sorry.
I’m a little heavy, I’m a little hairy.
I’ve always feared that the time and time balance would go back to the same thing, but ignored that he was a human being.
I hesitated to ask, “What did you think of her when you saw her?” I’m sorry.
He said, “It’s a normal girl.” I’m sorry.
He’s got a nice face. It doesn’t look fake.
Winjour is by no means ordinary, but Jiang Tung is not a type of person based on appearance, and he has received numerous gestures of opposite sex from an early age, and there are also beautiful women.
He says it’s normal to prove that Weinrou hasn’t been impressed yet.
After all, in the last life, he was also in love with her in a warm sugar shell — even I led the wolves into the house first.
Get his answer, I’m relieved, and the whole person is temporarily relaxed.
I grabbed his arm and jumped down the stairs step by step — just like we used to play when we were kids.
Jiang Zhong suppressed his anger and laughed at me as a childish ghost.
However, I jumped and accidentally hit a man.
Zhou Silent, holding a basketball ball in his arms and standing in front of me with some sweat, seems to have just finished playing.
He looked at Eu-hong in his face and cleaned my hand on Ei-hong’s arm.
“Being a player?”
I was reflecting in front of Jiang Zhong, but he was behind me.
He laughed and said to him, “Sorry, classmates. I’m sorry.
Pull me and try to go around him.
Quiet but stood in front of me and said, ‘Will you not apologize?’ I’m sorry.
I stabbed him on the back of his hand.
He was wrinkled and wanted to say something, and I laughed and said, in a good manner:
“Sorry, Brother Zhou. I’m sorry.
Zhou Silent, I don’t seem to think I’d be so good.
I blinked a sarcasm in my eyes, held his hand in his hand, touched his wound gently, and then my fingernails fell into his flesh.
I suffocated the wounds, and then I dipped in blood.
I’ve been holding on to it ever since I tried to shake my hand.
Does it hurt? It’s one-tenth of my brother’s original.
“Fuck! I’m sorry.
I let go of my hand when Zhou Silent threw the basketball in my arms and about to raise another hand.
I looked in my eyes and looked at him, and I saw poison in my eyes, and whispered:
Zhou Silento must walk more carefully and not be hit again. I’m sorry.
Perhaps I have no intention of concealing my hostility, and I am more surprised and lost in my silent eyes than in my anger.
He did not seem to understand why a long years of silence and cynicism, with little transparency that had not spoken for two years, would be sorely angry with him.
I stopped looking at him and got pulled away.
Those moves weren’t widespread, and he didn’t notice anything.
“How can you shout at anyone? I’m sorry.
I was humming, happy and didn’t answer him.
Outside the school, I went to the alley near the school, and I clearly heard some unusual noise coming from the alley.
Crying, scolding, and crumbing.
I’m wrinkled. Something’s wrong.
He looked at me and left me standing there and walked into the alley alone.
How can I walk in behind him?
The alleys were long and narrow, and the walls were linked to many old, broken and single residential buildings, moving in motion and laughing and crying.
Eventually, in a yard with a derelict double-tails, I saw the warmness of the sobbing on the ground and a few of the little ladies around her.
The warm hair was scattered, peared and rained, and a young lady headed by her poured a can of coke over her head, and the drink fell down along with her hair, was drained by a carefully modified and short school uniform, strewn to her body and showed a good body.
The girls crouched in front of her, slapped her in the face and laughed.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
He didn’t leave it. He took a short steel pipe from the ground, covered in cement, and said calmly:
“I called the police. The police will be here soon. I’m sorry.
As if he had seen a life-saving straw, he fell into the arms of Jiang Jin and held his waist tight, with his face sobbing on his chest and acting like a scared little rabbit.
The girls, who had been so arrogant, had been sorely extinguished that they often looked in the direction of the turning points and seemed really afraid of the police coming.
One of the big girls who ended up pointing at you and saying, “You’re lucky this time, don’t let me touch you.” I’m sorry.
He left in a hurry with a bunch of girls.
I was standing behind Jiang Tung, and I saw this bulldozing faceless.
I looked at that big sister’s head in silence, and I sneered at her, and I smiled at her and whispered:
“Long time no see. I’m sorry.
She looked at me for no reason, didn’t say much, and left in a hurry.
Of course, I can’t forget that this is the girl who laughed the most when she was standing by the bar, listening to her “the Queen’s Heart”.
He looked at the warmth in his arms, and he could only gently slap her on the back, and he said, “It’s all right, don’t worry, they’re gone. I’m sorry.
Her face was still delicate, and there was no red slap marks, not even a swollen spot.
“Can you take me to the hospital? I’m sorry.
He’s obviously a little hesitant. He’s coming back to see me.
I laughed, “Go to the hospital, go straight to our house, be near, and examine you.” I’m sorry.
I was obviously surprised by the fact that I was willing to “release my kindness” and bring Weinzou home.
But he didn’t say much, like I didn’t stop him when he came up to play hero.
For our brother, the weak are protected by the Book.
He could have met the demands of my little beating, but he would have been increasingly disappointed if he had been prevented from saving his life.
It turns out that, despite the fact that I’m driving the temperature away at this point in time, she’s doing her best to design an “accidental” to get close to Jiang Jin.
On the way, it seemed as if there were no bones, as if it were close to the river, either tripped by rocks on the road, or fell flat on flat steel and concrete.
Hissing from time to time in his mouth is as painful as it really is.
And finally, I paused and said to her, “Look at you, you’re not well. Should I carry you?” I’m sorry.
I’m serious. There’s no impatience.
She looked at Jiang Jin in an awkward manner, and she expected that he would be the one who said it.
I’m not waiting for her to talk. I’m going to bend over. I’m going to lie in front of Weinz.
I didn’t get down completely, and the back of the uniform was lifted up by Jiang Jin.
He pulled me between him and Wienju and pointed to a medical device store not far away.
“If you can’t walk properly, you can buy a wheelchair over there. I’m sorry.
It’s even more embarrassing.
I’m a little snubbed out of my mind, and I certainly don’t want to be really warm, but I just wanted to let my guard down.
After all, after the morning fight, she should not be too impressed with me now.
But why would Kang-thong say such a cruel thing to a girl who has just been bullied?
I didn’t think about it, and I realized we’d slowly come downstairs.
So I took a step and said to Jiang-thong, “Brother, take her up and I’ll go to the convenience store and buy something.” I’m sorry.
He asked, “What do you want? I’m sorry.
I said, “It’s like I’m running out of stickers and alcohol.” I’m sorry.
He’s gone with him. Nod his head.
I watched them disappear around the corner, turning around into a big digital mall.
I went straight to a shop that looked like I had a full range of products.
“I’m going to buy a smart tape pen, and I’m going to keep it going. I’m sorry.
It’s more expensive than I thought, and it looks more like a tiny, narrow-end smartphone.
After the deal was successful, I rushed to the convenience store to buy alcohol and stickers.
After all this, I stood at the door and ring the bell.
Monitoring is available in the classroom and is easily visible outside the school.
It’s only in my house if you want to keep the taped pen in a warm bag.
There was only a warm figure in the living room, and he entered the room after putting a medical kit and a glass of water on the tea table.
Wynru seemed disappointed to see me come back and reorder his face.
I sat next to her and laughed:
“I’m sorry I said so much this morning. I’m sorry.
I heard that she looked at the hair in her ear and smiled with tolerance:
“It’s okay. I understand your mood. It’s normal to be afraid of your brother being robbed.
“I’ve been seeing this a lot. I’m used to being friends with some boys, but the girls around them hate me. I’m sorry.
I reached out to open the medical box, and I got sick in my stomach and turned off the subject without a trace:
“Well… but why did you get into those guys? I’m sorry.
“They were my classmates in my old school, and they told me what they liked, but only when they were jealous, and I moved because I couldn’t stand the bullies, and I didn’t think they were still after me…”
She said, “Look on my face.”
“It’s true that what I envy most is that you’re such a simple and undressed student who has no opposite sex and can focus on learning, unlike me, and that you’re tired of dealing with peaches every day…
“Well, I don’t know why they’re looking at me when there are so many girls in school. I’m sorry.
I nodded and smiled, I didn’t pick her up, I shot her leg:
“I’ve just seen you walk like you’re not feeling well. Let’s check out where your legs are hurt. I’m sorry.
After that, I signaled that she would stretch her legs straight on the sofa, and Wynd was obviously reluctant:
“I’m fine. I don’t have to check. What about your brother? Isn’t he coming out?”
I pick the brow: “He’s in his room, I’ll call him for you.” I’m sorry.
“No trouble, I’ll go and call, and I want to see what the boys’ room looks like.” I’m sorry.
I’m laughing in my heart and nod over my head.
Wenru managed to get his hair fixed so he could keep himself in a delicate state and get up and walk to Ekoshi’s room.
I watched her back disappear in front of Kang-hyeong’s room and quickly turned her bag.
The bag was not empty, but there were no teaching materials and practice books, not even today ‘ s work.
There are only a few magazines, a make-up bag, and a few pieces of things that can’t be learned.
I put the tape pen in a space trap that she couldn’t notice.
Winru came out faster than I thought, and she went in for only two minutes and got out in a good mood.
Behind you is the glamorous Eu Jin.
“What else is wrong with you? I’m sorry.
He was polite and alienated.
“Not yet, but it’s a little uncomfortable…”
She looked at Jiang Jin with shame: “Suddenly, her heart beats a little, her throat is tight and she breathes. I’m sorry.
He looked at me a little bit, and I smiled, and I went in the kitchen and I got a knife:
“Respiration rushes? Maybe it’ll suffocate. My kitchen knife is clean. I’m sorry.
It is clear that this is not the way things are going to be, and it is not necessary to do so.
Before she left, she looked very carefully at Jiang Jin: “Thank you for saving my life today. Can I go to school with you? I’m afraid I’ll meet those people again today…”
He has not spoken, and apparently he is still hesitant, and his soft words are right.
If he refuses, and there are real accidents on the road, he will probably blame himself for his life.
So I didn’t give him voice.
I looked in the eyes, and I said, “I’m cold.”
“No way. I’m sorry.
The air is a little condensed, and the warm expression flashes through the shadows.
She bit on her lips, she was silent for a moment and finally showed a sad smile.
In the end, she looked to Jiang Jin and said:
“So can you take me home? My house is not far from here. I’m sorry.
I didn’t wait for him to answer.
“I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
Weinru’s home is in the neighborhood. It’s only one road.
We’ve come a few steps, and she’s down and I’ve been sarcastic.
“I’ll go back first. I’m sorry.
She didn’t talk to me, but suddenly she got my name:
“Jan Di. I’m sorry.
I looked at her and her face was no longer weak, innocent and innocent.
The eyes are cold, the words are mean:
“It’s so sad that you’re worried about me being close to your brother.
“Men, like, like, like things that are beautiful, and you can’t be wary of that.
“I advise you not to think of the wrong man. He’s your brother. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but laugh when I’m ready.
“What? I’m sorry.
This bitch is crazy, right?
Winru stopped talking to me and left behind a profound look and turned around.
I walked home alone, slowly and by myself, looking at a few girls across the street.
The grouping, the color of the hair and the dress make them too visible — just a few young ladies who have just blocked them.
And they’re going in a clear, warm home.
I speeded up, rushed home, entered the room, pulled out my cell phone and manipulated the taped pen.
— First there is the sound of a weak sand, with the sound of a glass crumb.
“What do you say? We did good, didn’t we? I’m sorry.
The man speaks with pride.
The cold hums, followed by the blunt sound of glass pouring over the table.
“What good is a good play? I didn’t answer any of my demands. I was afraid I’d steal her brother. I’m sorry.
“Oh, no? It’s rare that the sea has finally met some tough guy. I’m sorry.
“No, but it’s a good thing to make it difficult for you, or you’ll come after a man. I’m sorry.
It’s not as easy to talk as anyone else.
“Don’t stand there and don’t hurt your back.
“It’s a shame that you can’t even get a ticket to be around Jiang-thong.
“and the ludicrousness of today’s madness, and the hysteria of me, and the lack of self-fulfillment. I’m sorry.
Others comforted her:
“Don’t worry too much, Rue. You’re just first day in school. Lieutenant Colonel Z is the best of the best, and the process, though not easy, will be more successful when it succeeds. I’m sorry.
“I can’t do it by any other means I know the owner of the flower bar would sell it. I’m sorry.
“Absolutely, find a chance to teach that bitch a lesson.
I don’t know.
It’s been so long, I pressed the pause button.
On the fourth week of the first week of school, Friday, is the customary opening examination.
I’ve read a senior year, and I’m familiar with my knowledge of sophomores as well as with all the routines.
Even without a special study, it can be easily handled.
Before reading it earlier, a girl with a thin question was in front of me, smiling politely:
“Can you tell me these questions? I’m sorry.
I look at it, it’s a fall, seat back, average grade, and I like to read novels with my cell phone in irrelevant classes.
I nod my head, I say yes and I ask one more thing:
“Did you bring your phone today? I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I don’t know.
When I was studying math, everyone was still working on it, and I’d finished the paper and looked at the alarm clock on the wall.
Although in an empty state, the remaining light captures the look of the temperature rou frequency that was aiming at me for the test.
I’m just poking my lips and moving it in her direction a little more, so she can read the answers.
A moment later, when the schoolmaster leaves the podium, he moves out of my seat.
I’ve made a surprise and a confused look, so I’m not so small, and I can just fall into the teacher’s ear and say:
“Doesn’t it take a lot of effort?” How about I write it for you?”
Waiting for the response, the teacher turned back and went to the middle of our two seats, looking down at us:
“What happened to you two? I’m sorry.
“I’m just tired of reading out the window and relaxing my eyes.” I’m sorry.
And I shrugged my shoulder by accident: “Teacher, if you don’t go to the surveillance, I can’t say.” I’m sorry.
The teacher just stood here, pulled out his cell phone and watched the surveillance.
A moment later, he collected the papers from the Wynzou desk and said, in cold words:
“Set you a co-op table, not for the test.
“You don’t have to take the exam. Go and stand outside and wait for punishment.” I’m sorry.
The eyes of the entire class looked at me, and I looked at me like I was white and ashamed.
And I laughed at her.
And it was not until she stood up and walked forth, without desire, that people turned their eyes back to her papers.
Except for one look, dark, always falling on me.
The afternoon of the examination is another part of the physical education class, which has been used for rehearsals in the last week for the school festival.
And the plan that our class is putting on is a double dance.
The teacher has set aside 10 minutes for us to select our partner, and for the sake of beauty, it is important to follow the match.
There is no doubt that the vast majority of the male population came to tenderly red with her smile.
She’s waiting for the best boys in our class.
Zhou Silento stood there for a while before walking slowly in her direction.
After being warm, he didn’t even notice the misperceptions of warmness, so he stopped before me.
He looked down a little, looked at me, and reached out to the hand that I stabbed, and spread out his hand.
“Mrs. Bao, would you like to be my partner?” I’m sorry.
The surprising sights are gathered on us, as if they didn’t believe what would happen between us.
I’m making a smile, but I’m not looking at it.
Zhou Silento does. I’m sorry.
He strutted his fingers and held my fingers tight, so painful.
I frowned, but I didn’t make a sound.
He’s had enough of my face to let go of his hand, and he’s still smiling and his eyes are getting cold.
“I found your face.
“The little lunatic. I’m sorry.
The music’s free exercise time.
I’ve been working with Zhou Qi, and I’ve exchanged steps.
I put my left hand on his shoulder, and he didn’t hold my waist in accordance with the rules.
I don’t have any expression on my face, but I don’t know what to look at my face.
“You hate me?” I’m sorry.
I looked into his eyes, and it was a mess.
I covered up that obnoxious, light-eyed lips, innocent eyes.
“Chou Silent, why don’t you hug me. I’m sorry.
His eyes dazzled, and his heart dazzled: “Will you dance without me hugging you?” I’m sorry.
I answered calmly: “This is the rule, and I do not want to be punished with you.” I’m sorry.
He laughed and turned his head away from me: “It’s a good student.” I’m sorry.
I turned my right hand and tied it to his ten fingers; my left hand held his wrist and put it on my waist.
The body was apparently a little stiff, and he looked at me with cold eyes and his hands were not struggling.
The melody grew high, and the more his hands were strangling on my waist, the more he walked around with the woman, the more he came, and I pulled back, and held my waist, and kept me in my arms.
Then reached out, pulled my chin, forced me to look up at him, and my lips slit:
“It’s crazy, but you’re much cuter than you were when you learned. I’m sorry.
I didn’t resist.
“You’re hurting me. I’m sorry.
Zhou Sil has just let me go, but he’s stretching his wound, which isn’t fully tiring, into my eyes:
“Does it hurt? Don’t forget it’s thanks to you. I’m sorry.
I snuggle the wound, my fingertips rubbing around the skin surface, and I smile:
“It’s beautiful. I’m sorry.
Skin tore a rose-colored wound. It’s beautiful.
It’s a pity that the knife wasn’t stabbed in the silent heart.
He finally took his hand back and his tone was no longer cold, more like mumbling:
“Edo, you’re crazy. I’m sorry.
After school, I didn’t pack, I sat in my seat, and I turned the pencil on a paper that had been written.
Kang-thong is waiting for me at the door of his class.
I got up and walked slowly to him:
“Don’t wait for me. Go home. I’ll finish my homework and go home. I’m sorry.
“I can’t write when I come home.” I’m sorry.
I looked away at my warmth and laughed:
“I can’t stop when I’m writing, or I’ll lose my mind. I’m sorry.
He can only promise to rub my head all over me:
“Be safe and come home early. I’m sorry.
He didn’t give her an extra look when he passed by.
In this time and time, my intervention will also affect Keung’s judgment.
Now I’m not afraid that Jiang Thong will fall in love with her like the last.
But the nightmares of the last life, and the recording that I’ve backed up, keep reminding me that evil men have to pay.
I packed my school bag, knocked on the table and exchanged eyes with her and left the school door alone.
A group of people slowly followed me behind me and kept me a little distance.
Walking to a place where a man’s smoke is thinning, a man suddenly scratches my neck from behind.
Then a group of black-pressed people surrounded me.
The one who grabbed me was the older sister’s head.
She laughed dangerously and said in my ear: “Did anyone tell you to help each other?”
“It’s a shameful thing to complain to a teacher about his classmates. I’m sorry.
After that, she pulled my hair in the alley.
It’s that bad-tailed residential building again.
And I was dragged to the open ground and looked up, and Werru was standing there.
I was kicked in the back of my knee before I stood still, and the whole man kneeled in front of Werru.
He looked down at me and pointed at my chin:
“You’re having a good day, aren’t you?
“Do you like to hit me in the face?
“How can I punish you?” I’m sorry.
She smiled softly, and my hair was ripped backwards and tore in pain.
The hand was a slap in the face, and she deliberately had a long fingernail scratching my face and then another slap.
“You should’ve put your head down and begged for mercy. I’m sorry.
It was said that my head had pressed my head down, and my forehead was stomping on the ground with rubble.
The fists and slaps fell on me, it hurt and it was with the ringing.
That hurt. Was that how he was beaten in the alley?
Smiling nicely, picking up a plastic can of drinks from the ground, shaking, falling over my head, freezing cold bones.
I looked up, and I looked up, and I had a smile, and my mouth moved:
“What did you say?”
He picks up his eyebrow and pulls his ears to my mouth.
And We suffocated from our throats: “I say: “This face of yours is truly ugly. I’m sorry.
She’s got a twisted face and she keeps slapping me in the face.
When I was tired, I took off my clothes and took out my phone and laughed:
“I don’t know how you’ll react when you see us in college. I’m sorry.
My clothes were torn to half, and there was some unusual noise in the alley.
The little ladies also carefully stopped and looked outside.
I fell down on the ground, staring at the direction of the corner, breathing in the air, and gushing in my heart.
My sister kicked me in the head and said to Weinzú: “Lu, not here, not safe, go to the old place.” I’m sorry.
The laughter spread again among these people.
I was taken to the flower bar.
The bar was noisy and dark, only the neon lights lit by the stars hit me in the face, and few people noticed me.
Even when you see it, it’s a routine.
I was pushed into a booth, and Weinrou sat next to me and lit a lady’s cigarette.
She smiled and said to her head:
“I thought you said the boss sells those pills. Go get some. Give our little mouse a try. I’m sorry.
The older sister left with a good heart and, a moment later, with a small, transparent plastic bag with drugs in her hand.
She shot me in the face: “Open your mouth.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t know what it was, so I couldn’t say anything, and I looked at her.
Big sister smiled without a word, and a slap was on my face.
“I’ll fucking open your mouth! I’m sorry.
When I smiled, I pressed the cigarette head on my back, and I finally had a heart-burning feeling that made me scream.
As my sister was about to put pills in my mouth, a low-silent man fell in my ear:
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I looked up and looked at Zhou’s eyes.
Quietly appeared to me unexpectedly, and the water scattered before me covered my eyes with excitement.
It’s… it’s going so well.
Zhou Zil Zil Zil Qi long ago, wearing a loose black T-shirt and a duck tongue cap.
His brothers are standing behind them and looking here with joy.
I recognized the brother who stabbed my brother.
“Silence…”
Warmly screams and looks pale.
The silence only swiped her and then turned her eyes to my face, which did not recognize the temperature.
He was silent for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said:
“This man gave me.”
She’s not happy, but she’s upset, but she’s not a very good guy.
“Brother, leave us alone. I’m sorry.
As soon as the voice fell, it was strangled by the silence, and it swung out.
She had a headache and yelled “fuck!”
# And the silent face #
“Who is your brother? I’m sorry.
Wynzul pulled the sister’s head back before rushing back and said to Zilong Silly in a very calm fashion:
“Zhou Siu-soon, it was Jiang-min who provoked me, and my friend gave her a lesson.
“We don’t mean any harm. If you want to continue playing, this man is yours. I’m sorry.
Zhou silent didn’t look at her, only said one word:
“Go away. I’m sorry.
Wynzul rolls with the girls and replaces them with the silence, and he sits next to me.
He didn’t talk. The little punks started laughing:
Who’s Zhou?
One whistle and another laugh:
“Who can save Zhou? I’m sorry.
In the sound of the noise, the silence didn’t wrinkle even the eyebrow, just looking at me in the air, and there was a little bit of play in the eyes.
And he said, ‘Bullshit, then you go away.’
The others snuggle.
I looked at each other in peace and silence, but I didn’t see the light, and I was watching the boy who stabbed him.
He’s a regular person, but he’s got a big eye.
The rest of the people drink and smoke in a relaxed manner, and he’s the only one with a heavy face and no idea what they’re thinking.
I was also thinking in my head that my silent hand had touched my face and forced me to refocus.
He slipped his finger on my cheek, and I knew he was scrambling the marks.
“It’s crazy how you make yourself so miserable. I’m sorry.
He’s talking with the drama.
I smiled, put my eyelashes down, reached out my hand to his back, and made some mockery.
“Are you going to avenge me? I’m sorry.
Zhou Silent seems to have heard something interesting:
“What can you do for me? I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk, I held his finger gently.
The silence didn’t break, the eyes burned:
“Are you not afraid that I’ll ask you too much? I’m sorry.
“How far is it?” Want to sleep with me?”
Quiet and dark, holding my wrist back:
“Your mouth is so full of things I can’t imagine. I’m sorry.
I certainly didn’t want Zhou to avenge me.
Having realized that my continued sitting here was a waste of time, I made a hard break for him and got up and wanted to leave.
Zhou’s silence means nothing. I walked in front of those little punks, and someone held my arm out and laughed:
“Sister-in-law, are you leaving? Don’t sit down. I’m sorry.
I’m trying to get out of here. The sound of silence is coming from behind:
“Don’t touch her. I’m sorry.
The man let go.
He’s down on his head when he’s passing by, he’s playing with the starter, and I’m taking a quick look at him without a trace.
Apart from the heavy black eye, his appearance was not special, and his mobile phone page was a breakdown of the transfer payments for the balance.
It shows only a few dollars.
The following shows a dozen integers of large expenditures over time.
This man is short of money, at least for now.
I didn’t have time to look at him, and I turned to him, and he looked down, and he had no emotions.
I turned and left the booth.
Out of the flower bar, I had to pull a cell phone out of my bag, despite the surprise eyes of the roadman.
I put on a wireless headphone, I clicked on the Apple with the remote manipulation of the tape pen, and I pressed the recording key — the tape pen in the Wynzul bag was taken out by me long before she found it.
Just a few seconds ago, in a dark environment, I put the taped pen in the crack under the couch.
Zhou, who the hell was that girl? I’m sorry.
I don’t know. It’s still flowing.
“A madman. I’m sorry.
Quiet voice.
“Damn it! I wanted to sit in another place before I saw you two. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha ha…”
I slowly walked home and patiently listened to some meaningless nonsense.
Finally, something else came out of the headset.
It’s a gruesome voice:
“Chou, can you lend me some money? I’m sorry.
As soon as that was said, everyone was silent and silent.
A moment later, I heard a sound of poking. It was the sound of pulling the lighter.
“Didn’t you just borrow $20,000 last time? I’m sorry.
The sound of silence sounds like nothing.
“Yes, but my mother is very sick, and 20,000 is not enough, and you’re the only one around me who can help me. I’m sorry.
I heard a laughter in the silence:
“Twenty thousand isn’t enough. Two million isn’t enough for you to waste. Li, do you have money for your mother’s treatment or for gambling? I’m sorry.
“I’m not fucking gambling! I’m sorry.
This was followed by a wave of broken bottles.
“Li, are you fucking sick? Don’t you fucking gamble? You said how much money you borrowed for gambling. Your mother’s dying in bed and you can’t afford to buy her something good. If it hadn’t been for the hospital expenses, your mother wouldn’t know which grave it was! I’m sorry.
“What the fuck are you doing? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The argument was so loud, it was about to scratch my eardrum.
I stood downstairs and closed the recording keys and the window in the security room in the district showed my face.
It’s full of wounds.
But I was laughing.
A greedy gambler can, if necessary, become a murderous knife.
Home on the 4th floor, I crawled hard and breathed like I was kicked again.
The temples are sore and my head so dizziness that I must die to support the railing to avoid myself passing out.
Standing in front of the house, I took a deep breath and ring the bell.
He opened the door with a glass of milk in his hand.
Seeing me, he didn’t hold it right, the whole milk fell on the floor and the glass broke.
I turned a blind eye to his miserly eyes, and I groaned and wanted to walk into the mess that was on the floor to get the broom.
I was wrong and out of date, and he grabbed my arm.
He held one hand on my shoulder, one hand shuddered my face, snuffed his voice and could not even organize his language in its entirety.
“No, you tell your brother what happened.”
I’m not strong enough to let him move.
I wanted to smile at him, but I felt tired of smiling.
In the end, I just had time to say, “I’ll be all right.”
Before I fainted, I saw Jiang Jin’s face white and lost.
I don’t know how long I’ve been unconscious and when I open my eyes, I’m already in bed.
Jiang Jin’s head is lying next to my bed, like he’s asleep.
I looked at the ceiling in silence.
Not long ago, Mom walked in with a big bag and a double bowl.
When I woke up, she was shocked and excited and rushed to put things on the cabinet next to my bed, and tears fell off first.
“The baby’s awake? Is there anything else wrong? I’m sorry.
I shake my head so well.
He woke up, too. He looked up a little blindfold. He woke up and reached out to my forehead.
“It’s all right. There’s no fever. I’m sorry.
Mom called Dad and told his daughter to wake up and complained about how he parked so long.
He looked at me with his eyes full of pain, and he stretched out his hand and opened my hair and his voice was soft:
“Big brother will never let you go home alone.” I’m sorry.
I blinked, smiled, suggested I knew.
“You tell me who did this wound. I’m sorry.
When you say that, there’s something strange about my face.
I looked at him and didn’t talk.
After her mother had made the phone call, she threw herself at my bed, crying, and said, “You tell her who did it. I’m sorry.
“We went to the police and tried to call your surveillance on your way home, but this afternoon the residential area was out of power, and the surveillance couldn’t come out. I’m sorry.
I shook my head.
“Is it someone you don’t know? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
The absence of surveillance means that there is no evidence, and the only evidence is in my hands, and I cannot hand it over.
Even if the police were called, it would be defined as an ordinary school bullying case.
Weinru and the little girls are still minors, and I’ve got a little scratch on my hands, not even a minor injury at the legal level.
In the end, it was just a civil settlement or a review.
The sound of Dad’s hurried footsteps came out of the room and just rushed to the door of the room, and he walked in and looked at me red-eyed.
When I was in a state of mind, I had a terrible laugh:
“Our daughter is suffering. Eat something first. I’m sorry.
I was taken out of the hospital that night and returned to my home.
Before I went to bed at night, Jiang Tung put a cup of hot milk on my bedside counter, the vermin:
“Just in time for the weekend, I’ll rest at home for the next two days, and I’ll go back to school. I’m sorry.
I said, “Hmm.”
He’s standing by my bed. He’s sank and quiet in his room.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
He bends over to my bed and looks me in the eye:
“Imam, don’t lie to me, no matter what. I’m sorry.
My eyelashes were shivering, and I ended up “um.”
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
Keung’s hand gently covered my eyes and turned off the last light for me.
Upon leaving, I lay in bed staring at the dark ceiling and waited for a moment to get up and pull out my phone under my pillow.
As soon as it was opened, a video was sent to autumn.
The video is not long, but it clearly shows the face of the young ladies and their atrocities.
The video is accompanied by several messages:
I’m sorry, I was so scared, I accidentally made a sound and ran away, so I didn’t get the whole picture. _Other Organiser
[I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but if you need help, please tell me that I’m on your side. _Other Organiser
I didn’t answer. Pressed the phone screen and fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes the next day, he left, and his parents worked.
I’m the only one left.
I washed up a little bit, back-up the recording from yesterday’s bar, and completed the corresponding title in the exercise book, following the course.
After all this, I was paralyzed in my bed, and it was only on the phone that I noticed a few messages.
One for the autumn:
How are you? _Other Organiser
There’s another one where friends verify the news.
It’s a pure colored image of Moneth. It’s empty.
I said, “No, don’t worry. _Other Organiser
The application of the friend was passed without an expression.
The next second, the man sent a message.
Three very short words:
Where are you? _Other Organiser
I went back to one: _Other Organiser
Of course I can guess who he is.
The other side played a voice message very quickly.
It’s a silent sound.
He said: Send me your address. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“I want to see you. I’m sorry.
I laughed silently at the starter screen.
The tip of the finger slows the touch screen and sends the good news:
See you at the flower bar. _Other Organiser
This time, after a long time, his message came back:
I’m already here. _Other Organiser
I didn’t answer, I lay down in bed for a while before I slowly got up and changed.
When I walked into the bar, I saw the silence.
He looked down at his cell phone and looked so pale.
He looked up and saw me as I walked to him.
He’s got his eyebrow, his face doesn’t look good.
“You’ve got some sense of time. I’m sorry.
I sat next to him.
“The whole body hurts. It’s been too late. I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s been quiet for a while, but it’s just a hum.
I’ve been around for a tour of the morning of the working day, the bar is cold, but there are still some social figures.
And We asked without notice: “Where are your friends?” I’m sorry.
Zhou Silent:
“Just me, can’t I?”
I laughed and said, “I just want to know more about you. I’m sorry.
It was said that he had snuffed his mouth and picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it all over his head.
Then there was a phone call, and a bunch of punks came back.
It also includes the Lee Four.
Zhou, what do you want?
One of the boys was hand-held, and he was excited to say.
The arms spread out around me, on the couch behind me, with their hands lying next to my shoulder.
It’s easy to create an illusion that I’m being held by him.
He looked at me, and he was a little proud:
“What do you want to know? Ask them. I’m sorry.
Their burning eyes and the smell of smoke and wine are all around me, making me sick.
Even for a moment, I’d be a little confused.
I should have taught myself in a bird-speaking schoolhouse, and why would I have to put up with this nasty, nasty thing here?
I pointed to Li Siu, who clearly had no interest, and laughed:
“I’m more interested in him. I’m sorry.
The whole house was silent, and my body leaned back and leaned on it, intentionally or not.
I didn’t look at him, but I felt the heat of his breath spilling in my ear.
He whispered, “Did you not ask about me? I’m sorry.
When I didn’t talk, he laughed:
“Li Siu, answer whatever you ask. I’m sorry.
Lee’s looking at me. He’s used to being obnoxious.
“The brother doesn’t seem to like me very much. I’m sorry.
I heard someone put on Lee’s shoulder and shot two shots in warning, laughing and saying:
“This kid lost money last night, and he’s in debt.
“Don’t worry, he won’t turn his back on his brothers. I’m sorry.
Li Si is silent and his eyes are still dark.
I’m turning my head towards the silence, and a voice that everyone here can hear says:
“When they call you brother, will you clean them up?” I’m sorry.
Lee looked at it so hard that he had some expectations on his face and waited for a silent answer.
Zhou’s not talking. His little brother started wrinkled:
“You don’t know that Zhou is good enough for him.
“This guy is a hole, and I’m dying, and I’m gambling, or the hospital fee Zhou gave me. I’m sorry.
I smiled: Zhou Silento is really capable. I’m sorry.
It’s so quiet, it’s like, “Don’t get mixed up and dirty.” I’m sorry.
After he had said it, he had caused a hush around the gang.
I came up in a compromise place:
“I’m going to the bathroom. I’m sorry.
I went through two access points and a long corridor to find the girls’ toilet.
After I wash my hands, Li’s waiting for me in front of the ladies’ room.
I pretended to be surprised.
“You! I’m sorry.
He put his eyes around my mouth and said in a plea:
“Jian, I know Zhou likes you.
“Will you help me beg him to lend me some more money, and I swear I won’t bet again. I haven’t slept in a long time since I’ve come to my house for debt.
“You have a soft heart, and Brother Zhou doesn’t need money, and he will accept it if you speak. I beg you, I beg you.” I’m sorry.
After that, Li really turned to me and got down on his knees.
I was staring at his head without an expression, and I was thinking about the day he was stabbed.
A bunch of sociopaths beat up a student.
At any given time, Li is a gambler, and he and Zhou Sil are destined to have a money dispute.
Violence is a debt-servicing problem, and families are seriously ill, but they have no money of their own.
What if the desperate Li had wanted to end up with Zhou?
I’ll swallow guess.
Even if Li finally turns against Zhou Silent, it will be too late for me.
I’m not that patient.
I was suffocating, and I leaned against the wall with my arms.
“You’re making it hard for me to say that.
“It is better to have a firm grasp of the resources at their disposal than to borrow cheaply from the silence.
“It’s about 1,500 a day at the central hospital, and 10,000 a week. If Zhou Sil wants to pay you for it, take the original and try again.
“I’d be dead if I were you, and I’d be in danger, and if I win, I’d be dead.”
“Man, the heavens will look after you if it’s too bad.” I’m sorry.
After that, I leaned over and put my hand on Lee’s shoulder and whispered in his ear:
“I believe you. I’m sorry.
I came out of the bathroom and looked at the clock by the wine cabinet, and it was time for lunch.
I wanted to signal far away that Zhou Sil had to leave.
After all, the circle of people sitting there in a bad way, and I felt so bad coming close.
However, at a glance, it was observed that the surrounding silence had been drawn to a wall not far from the door, facing the light, half of its face was hidden in darkness and obscured.
And he saw me, and he put his hand out to me:
“Take you to dinner. I’m sorry.
I followed him out of the door and went to the side of a black, heavy red fire motorcycle.
He put a brand-new pink helmet on my head to signal me to get in the car.
I’m complicated, I’m hesitant, standing still.
“Are you afraid?” I’m sorry.
I remind you, “We are minors.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, no one dares to do anything to me, even if I have been questioned by the police.” I’m sorry.
It’s a natural, natural thing.
The mean and indifferent upper hand followed the first day when he said to the police, “I don’t know if he will carry a knife.”
He didn’t even wrinkle his head about my brother’s death, as if it was nothing.
How can you not be punished?
I laughed and said, “That’s amazing. I’m sorry.
Then his legs crossed, and he got in his car, with his hands around his waist, and he put his face on his back:
“Then please. I’m sorry.
The silence spread over my back, and the camera was shot and the car was flying on the road.
For the rest of the day, he took me to the fancy restaurant, the roof of the car, and the mist.
I don’t know what to eat, I don’t want to hang out with him, I’m always on the edge.
And when he brought me downstairs, it was almost evening.
When I get off, take off my helmet and put it in his arms.
He wrinkled, “Are you so unhappy to date me?” I’m sorry.
I looked him in the eye and made him laugh:
“It was a date. I thought I was at home. I’m sorry.
He sank and sank. He stung his head with anger.
“I’m sick of you. I’m sorry.
I turned my eyes, smiled at him and turned home.
That night, I was in the room, knocking on the keyboard against the computer, and somebody knocked.
I raised my voice and yelled “in.”
He came in with a plate of good fruit, and he put the fruit on my desk, and the smileful noise fell on my head:
“You’re still interested in programming? I’m sorry.
And I didn’t take my head up and say, “I’m bored and I’m just learning.” I’m sorry.
“You’re going to Osei in informatics? I’m sorry.
I had to nod my head.
“You want to save Qinghua or North? I’m sorry.
It’s clear that he’s in the middle of nowhere, and I like to joke about him.
Qinghua, right?
His eyes were turned, and he smiled: “Aggressive.”
“Then I’m going to work hard with my sister on Qinghua. I’m sorry.
The next week is peaceful.
I went to school on schedule and I went to school with Jiang Qing on time.
Wynjour also occasionally makes a few small moves to tame me, like glue to my seat, pouring water in my water bottle into my bag.
I’ll take everything.
And since Saturday, when he split up, he has been strangely indifferent to me.
Even during the dance rehearsals in gym class, he kept his face tight and his mouth shut.
But when the melody was high, We turned in his arms and saw his red ears.
The school day is scheduled for Friday, the second week of school.
Z is the top high school, the 160th anniversary, and it’s a great event.
Peach Li Yingmen, festivities, Zhilan’s room, the same blueprint.
Alumni have made more than 30,000 appointments for this school day.
These include many well-known alumni — from officials at all levels to large and small entrepreneurs — who are undoubtedly the biggest, 86-year-old alumni of Forbes, who have donated five buildings to Z.
In addition to this, the School Day will provide the most visible and timely coverage of the campus in a global live broadcast format.
There were more than 100,000 live appointments, and a total of 180,000 people were relayed to the school’s festivities.
It was certainly a magnificent feast.
On the day of the school day, after the torch relay, we rehearsed a week of school art.
When it comes to our class, waltz’s melody spreads.
This time, Ziu Ziu Ziu Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi and Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi
And when it was high, he strangled my waist and my eyebrow with a high smile, like a prank.
I just glided at him.
160 At the anniversary school celebrations, it is customary to start with a documentary on the huge screen of the 100-year history of Z.
After the moderator’s passionate reading of the speech, the big screen came on.
Everyone smiles and applauds.
But the next second, on the big screen, it’s the face of Wendru and those little ladies.
She’s laughing, scolding, shoving in a man’s face.
There was a change of face in the guest room, a scream, and more of a pointer talk.
They don’t even know who was hit.
This is not the first time that I have seen them punching and kicking me in the third person’s eyes, tearing my clothes and slapping me in my hair.
But this time, my heart rose to an unparalleled speed.
The impact of the video on the big screen is clearer than I thought.
As their movements became more brutal, the anger in the crowd was like a flood full of rivers, which suddenly broke out.
“This is the second-grader of the second class. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, how can a man be so beautiful? I’m sorry.
“This kind of man is not worthy of our school. Send her to jail. I’m sorry.
“Go to hell! Murderer!
I don’t know.
In countless salivas, Weinrou came at me.
Her eyes were red and she strangled me dead:
“Bitch, it must be you! You want to ruin my life! I’ll take you with me even in hell! I’m sorry.
I didn’t struggle, I watched her look like crazy, and I tried so hard to avoid laughing at myself.
Winjo was naturally pulled away by her classmates, and everyone knew I was the victim in the video.
The guard arrived in a timely manner, and the noise at the meeting site remained unsettled for a long time after they took it under their control.
Many people surrounded me, their compassion, their concern and their pity, and I kept them all smiling.
Among the crowd, I saw Jiang Jin, who was trying hard to draw the wall in my direction.
But the next second, my wrist was held by someone else, and I looked up and looked in the dark.
He said, “Come with me. I’m sorry.
I followed him.
No more looking back.
Sorry, brother, I’ll be right back.
The silence pulled me out of town and ran all the way out of campus.
Because it’s a school day, there’s too much traffic in and out of the school, and we’re wearing tuxedos, so the security guards didn’t stop us.
He took me to that Harley Moto and put my helmet on, to put it down:
“Get in the car. I’m sorry.
I’ll do as I say.
The motorbike ran all the way and ended up at the door of the flower bar.
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In the bar, it’s still a couple of familiar little punks who meet us and say hello.
Zhou Silento didn’t talk to them.
He opened a separate booth and called the front desk to count all the wine on the list, whether cheap or expensive.
“I don’t drink. I’m sorry.
Zhou Silly didn’t look at me: “I won’t drink to learn. When I’m unhappy, I drink, I get drunk. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “How do you know I’m unhappy? I’m sorry.
That is why he would have kept his eyes on me, and his eyes were heavy, and he would have devoted himself for a long time.
“You have suffered. I’m sorry.
I’m picking up the bulge, “Not to avenge me.” I’m sorry.
“I will.” I’m sorry.
I don’t see him anymore. Turn my head to the waiter:
“I want a fruit basin. I’m sorry.
The waiter noded his head and turned his back.
A moment later, cocktails of all types were served together with a fresh fruitbasket, which was cut into a fine piece, which looked so good, with forks.
I wrinkled and I couldn’t help but say, “No knife? I’m sorry.
The waiter said, “Miss, we’ve cut all the fruit pots for you. You can eat them with a fork. I’m sorry.
I smiled in peace:
“But I like to use a knife. Better be sharp, fork in, it’ll taste better. I’m sorry.
“Do it.” I’m sorry.
The waiter dropped his head and handed over a knife.
I used a knife to play with fruit, and I laughed:
“Children. I’m sorry.
I’m so bored with my head and my head and my fingers and my ears.
All of a sudden, there was a commotion coming in the direction of the bar.
I looked over, and Lee was panicking and crawling and crawling in, and saw Zhou Sil, like he saw the straw.
And he jumped on his knees, hugged his thigh, and his voice squealed:
“Chou, you must save me this time”
The twirling of the twilight, the impatience of the face, the desire to open their mouths, was broken by a loud sound.
A crowd of people, large backs, white vests, and the symbol of a very strong flowering arm came in front of the bar.
One of the first bosses, with an iron bar, first hit a few bottles of wine to make a noise and then slowly walked to the silence.
His voice scorned: “Yo, it’s here to meet Mr. Cho. I’m sorry.
Quiet little followers came around with their eyes closed, but were pushed back by the little followers of Hanaai.
There was some confusion and a quiet and peaceful photograph of my hand, with a rosy eye.
He doesn’t give a shit.
“I don’t want to embarrass you. Just give me the dead dog. I’m sorry.
“This is my friend.” I’m sorry.
The boss smiled:
“Chou didn’t say you, who are you, making friends with a scum who gambled with her mother’s life. I despise you. I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.
He’s a warm heart. He’s afraid he can’t understand. He’s closer.
“This scum, bet his mother’s hospital money on it and say he’ll pay me back. Now his mother’s been at home for two or three days, you understand? I’m sorry.
As soon as the voice of the Master Hana’s arm fell, Zhu Zhui took Lee’s collar and waved through his fists.
Li was beaten to the ground, just trying to get up, and Zhou Sil pulled him up and punched him hard again.
The glass of glass on the table fell down, and the knife fell.
The sound of silence was so gruesome that every word came out of his teeth:
“That’s how you used the money I paid your mother for the hospital? I’m sorry.
Li’s shivering and pale:
Brother Zhou listen to me
Not until he’s finished. Zhou Sil has been slapped again.
He stood by, holding his arms and watching the show.
When the lunar fire broke out, even the temperature around him was cold, and he kicked Li in the stomach with one foot and one foot.
After the fire broke out, he fell down, grabbed Li’s hair, and fell in his ear:
“You’re a fucking piece of shit. I’m sorry.
Then he stood up, organized his dress, which he had just lost because he was too strong, and snubbed at the head of the flower arms:
“This man is yours. I’m sorry.
Lee was lying on the ground, breathing heavily and struggling like a worm.
From my point of view, I can clearly see the look on his face.
Dissatisfied, angry, desperate, and the hatred of a outlaw.
He was staring at the shadow of silence, as if he had to look at a hole in him.
The light was dark, I stretched my legs and threw the knife on the ground to Li’s hand.
Li held the knife in his hand, struggled to get up, went madly towards the silence, and stabbed it into his body.
When I saw the scene, my arms were so old, I said:
“Shit! Get the fuck out of here! I’m sorry.
A group of people came up to stop Li, but Li went completely mad, stabbed him in the middle and shouted dirty words.
And when they had completely contained Li, the silence would have covered their abdomen, and they would have fallen pale on the ground.
I pretended to be afraid and ran to the silent side and carried him into my arms.
Edo…
The silence was sore that he could not even speak, and he was snuggled, holding his hand around my neck, pressing down, trying to bring his lips to me.
But now he’s too strong.
I bowed my head and whispered, “Is everything all right?” I’m sorry.
The silence of the Qur’an stopped, and he was only staring at me, and in the moment when the kiss was about to fall, I turned over my head and laughed.
His face was full of confusion and frustration as if a child had been robbed of a toy.
I leaned in his ear, and my voice was low:
“That’s how it feels when a knife stabs into your body. I’m sorry.
There’s a constant blood flow in the silent body, under the neon light, like a rose-coloured art.
He looked up at me, and I touched his face and looked at him:
“Silence, in the next life, live righteously.” I’m sorry.
Since the law cannot judge you, let God judge you.
The silence is loose, and the last expression of fear is lost.
I don’t want to look any more, but I’m gonna put my hand in his eyes.
After a brief statement was made, I stood at the door of the police station, and Jiang Chen came to pick me up.
He looked at me in a state of indifference and looked down in his eyes, a terrible blood on my white dress.
That’s silent blood.
I looked up, opened my mouth, and I finally cried:
Brother. I’m sorry.
He didn’t answer me. He just took off his coat and tied a knot around my waist, just to cover the blood.
After all this he carried my shoulder and said, “Go home.” I’m sorry.
As the sky darkened, I walked side by side with Jiang Zhong in silence and in silence.
I’d like to think about how and where I’ll start to explain when Jiang Jin asks.
From that ridiculous time-trace I don’t even know myself?
Shall I tell him that he has died once and that all I have done is avenge him?
The word “revenue” appeared in my head, and I suddenly felt a bit ironic.
I don’t even know if I’m doing it. Revenge or atonement.
I thought away, but I was taken back by the word of Ecchan.
“Did you really buy alcohol and stickers that afternoon? I’m sorry.
I’m not surprised. It’s just the calm road.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
He said, “Well, it’s like he’s laughing, he’s saying,
“I’ve been dragged into the alley and I’m not willing to tell the truth.
“It’s also for the computer that went into school on school day, to replace the video.
“Do you not believe in your brother? I’m sorry.
And I shook my head and felt in my heart, and I couldn’t say it.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
“All is over.
“I don’t want to guess any more of those pieces of puzzles.
“No matter what’s bothering you, forget it all.
“I’ll take you forward. I’m sorry.
The video on the school day has been posted on the Internet via live video and video.
In the days that followed, the incident of bullies in Win-ru took its first place in a steady search.
Public opinion is growing, and pressure is forcing the Education Department and the police to deal with it very quickly.
Many well-known alumni have published long articles on social software condemning bullying.
Z. Urgently set up an anti-school bullying association.
Winjo was dismissed, and as she was a minor and the injuries inflicted on me were not even minor legal injuries, she was not punished by the security administration.
After all, the law will not be influenced by public opinion.
Some netizens are prevented from reaching her telephone number, home address, etc. by irregular means.
The good thing is to send some verbal messages, and the tougher part is to send some dead cockroaches to her door.
The company in which Winjo ‘ s parents and relatives were found was allegedly affected and suspended.
Wynzú was subjected to a mental breakdown, severe depression and sent to a psychiatric hospital by his parents.
It’s a lie. It’s a lie.
This weekend, I stayed in my room and took notes and the door was knocked.
I raised my voice and shouted “in.”
And he had a school bag on his shoulder, and he had a couple of practice books in his arms, smiling at his mouth and picking his eyebrow:
“The library walks. I’m sorry.
I’m full of complaints: “It was only last night that I finished a few papers, so let’s take a break.” I’m sorry.
Jiang Jin-hsin has a long-term focus: “After all, let’s go to Qinghua together.” I’m sorry.
And I was hastened to pack my school bags, and when I rose up, the horns of my garments passed by, and I stayed on a certain page.
And on that page, there was only one sentence:
“We fall, we fall, we fall, we fall into the abyss, but we shall be raised up, we shall be healed, and we shall have no fear. I’m sorry.
Document number: YXX18KLJk1wHx6y8M4ec9r9z
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
