The other me.

I saw myself in parallel time and space.

She’s twirled, covered in blue, crying for my help.

So I swapped life with her.

One.

The usual afternoon, opposite the mirror, showed another face.

To be precise, that’s still my face.

The five officials are very different, with their backs on their backs, their bodies shrunk, their black hairy and disarray, their visible palm marks on their faces, their uniforms torn to pieces and their white skin naked.

“Who are you?” I’m sorry.

“Trunin. I don’t measure her.

“You are my name? “The girl shrunk and took a very careful step forward and tried to take a closer look.

“What’s your parents’ name? I’m sorry.

The girl across the street said my parents’ names.

After asking countless questions and getting exactly the same answers, I couldn’t bear to stretch my hand to the mirror and say, “What the hell is this? I’m sorry.

I’m sure my hands are steady on the mirror.

Our family lives on the fifteenth floor at the edge of the quarter, with no other building. There is also no room in the wall at all to accommodate her or to move her.

The girl across the street appears to have had the courage to reach out and touch the mirror.

And when her hand was perfect and my bond, it was cold and strong at the last minute, and it became soft and warm at the second.

I… touched her.

Five fingers.

The girl across the street looked up and was obviously as shocked as me.

Parallel time and space?

We’re almost at the same time saying these four words.

Recently, I was reading a novel about parallel time and space in which the plot is almost identical to that.

While I was still surprised, the girl across the street saw tears in her eyes and choked: “Why do you live so well, even though we are the same?” I’m sorry.

“Okay? I’ll take a look around.

Put my guitar on the window table, the sun pours in, the house is clean.

On the other hand, the curtains were drawn so tightly and the dark rooms were covered with dirty clothes and snacks.

The eyes returned to the girl, with clearly swollen eyes, gruesome faces, black eyes and dark skin and even nails.

Seeing our hands together is a clear contrast.

I can only say, “I don’t know.” I’m sorry.

The girl will surely look at me and kneel on her knees and pray with tears from her legs: “Will you help me?” Please, I don’t want to live like this. Only you can help me. I’m sorry.

I don’t frown, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

The girl kneels on the floor and looks up at me, “No one likes me, everyone hates me, even my parents are divorced, they don’t want me. I’m sorry.

“My parents are divorced? I’m sorry.

In my world, for more than a decade, my parents have loved each other, and very few people don’t envy them.

“Yeah, they’re divorced. Nobody cares about me. I don’t have any friends, I don’t have good grades, I can’t live without being scolded. I’m sorry.

Girls cry even harder.

My brows are even tighter because I have never seen myself so weak.

It took a long time for the girl to cry, and for the first time, she let go of me, rubbed a tear with her hand’s back, as if she had made a big decision, looked up at me and looked at me with firmness.

“If you don’t help me, I’ll choose to leave the world. I’m sorry.

I watched her for a moment, “Do you have the courage to die, but not to live?” I’m sorry.

“I want to live, I want to live, but I can’t. You come and experience my life, you’ll understand. I’m sorry.

I was silent for five minutes, and finally my head was shaking.

“Sorry, too risky. I’m sorry.

And the girl, like she was expecting it, slowly rose up from the ground, shot the ash on her body, squeezed out a smile, and said, “It’s okay, I’m naive, I thought it would be a miracle. But at least I’ll see you live the life I want. I’m sorry.

I watched her face with tears, “There’s no miracle, there’s only you.” I’m sorry.

The girl waved, smiled, “I know, goodbye, another me.” I’m sorry.

“Bye. “I nod at her head and I’m going to turn around and walk away.

“Wait a minute. She suddenly spoke.

I’m staying.

The girl, with her head down and her hands unwittingly wringing the horns of her uniform and whispering at her lips, said, “Can you hold me?” It’s been a long time since Mom and Dad divorced. I’m sorry.

“…good. I’m sorry.

Even if I remain indifferent and decisive, I cannot refuse a man who tries to embrace himself once.

I stood in front of the mirror and opened her arms.

And the moment of the embrace, there was severe pain from my limbs, as if my soul had been removed from my body.

“What’s going on? It hurts. “It seems as if the same pain was felt by the girls, with their sweating beads on their foreheads and their faces.

“What did you do?” I pushed her away.

“I don’t know, I really don’t know what’s going on. I’m sorry.

The pain of the drill spreads to the temple, and the picture slowly becomes blurred and ultimately dark.

I don’t know.

Two.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in that dark, dirty, familiar and strange room.

The mirror in front of me, it clearly shows my face.

I tried to call her “Hey, are you still there?” I’m sorry.

No response.

I tried to touch the mirror again.

But anyway, it’s always cold and hard mirrors.

After a few attempts, I sat still in front of the mirror, while time passed and the room was getting darker.

I didn’t figure it out until I reached out.

We swapped.

It’s an unknown number to get back.

The problems she’s facing are all my problems now.

I only have one choice…

Live well.

3

After that thought, I started looking for her textbooks, her phone.

According to the textbooks and notes, she’s a sophomore like me. The time, months, hours, teachers’ progress, etc., is no different from my time.

Differently, she’s got a bad grades.

Also, almost all social software chats on her phone are verbal abuse, assault.

I looked at those crazy chat records, and it was amazing that, according to her notes, I knew everyone.

And in my time, even though I’m not very close to those people, I’m impressed.

Sometimes they laugh at me and say hello, sometimes they come to me and talk to me from time to time, and sometimes they help me when I’m in trouble.

Does every time they are different?

I was thinking, it was banging.

“Ninning, class tomorrow, remember to sleep early today. Dinner’s on the table. Mom’s working late. Remember to eat. I’m sorry.

I opened the bedroom door, “Thank you, Mom, be safe on the way. I’m sorry.

My mom hasn’t changed much, just the whole person is thinner. At the moment, her hands were still frozen in the air, and her incredible face flashed across her face.

“Hey, Mom knows. “So, Mom went to the night shift? I’m sorry.

“Good, bye, Mom. I waved at her.

“Hey, good, good.” She said a few words, so she turned away.

I ate, washed the dishes, then looked at the room.

It’s not different from my room, but everything about my father is missing, not even a photo of our family.

When I turned around and found nothing else, I went back to my room, looked at the mess of the house, groaning, and started cleaning up.

Since I was a kid, I’ve been a bit of a blouse. If I don’t clean up, I’ll probably sleep all night.

Cleaning up till 1:00 in the morning, I flipped out a laptop.

It’s a little late, because I need a password to turn on, and I’m going to have class tomorrow and I’m not going to check it out.

I turned off the lights, lay on my bed, fell asleep in my head.

4

It’s been a long night and sleeps badly.

I was dazed and put on a school uniform I washed last night and went to class.

I can’t help but wonder if what happened yesterday was just a dream.

“What a coincidence, Ning. “As a boy, his hands were so close to my shoulder.

Chen Ming, he’s one of my classmates and he’s a little punk in the class.

I never liked him, but the way he was so close, maybe he was a friend of this time and time.

“Hmm. “I wrinkled and took a step back from his hand.

I can’t believe he’s still on my shoulder, laughing and touching me in my chest. I’m sorry.

I’m looking at it fast, and while I’m back, I slap him in the face, “Where the fuck are you touching? I’m sorry.

Chen had a moment of tweak, and then he laughed, “Yeah, two days without a temper. I’m sorry.

The voice just fell, he turned and pushed me hard.

“What are you pretending to be pure? Ask anyone at school who doesn’t know the name of your bus? You put it on your face? I’m sorry.

He pushed me back a few steps at the entrance to the school, and some fell on the floor.

Chen was very pleased to be down next to me and sip on the ground, “Be my girlfriend for a few days, I’ll let you go.” You’ve served so many people. I don’t have many more, do you? I’m sorry.

If I didn’t know enough about him, I’d be fooled by the way he looks.

In my time, he sips at me a “sister-in-law” and says he dares not say it.

“Really? *I’m sorry I looked at him, and I said, *If I was your girlfriend, you wouldn’t tell me? I’m sorry.

“Of course. * He’s so tall, he says * * As long as you can please me, no one else can bully you.* I’m sorry.

I shot the ash on my pants, stood up, and looked at him in some trouble, “but…”

And he stood up, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I smiled at him, “But even if you don’t tell me, I’ll tell you.” I’m sorry.

Chen smiled and reached out to me, “You? You want to play with me? I’m sorry.

I grabbed his outfinger and threw his head down, and he leaned in his head, bending my knees and punching him down.

Chen Mington was in a state of discomfort, and he was lying on the ground in pain and in pain.

I’m not going to let him die, but I’m not going to let him die.

A high-picked body was shown in the curtains, and the male eyeballs, the nostrils, the inches, the black assault jackets, the hands with cigarettes behind my back, stood by me.

Chen raised his head and endured pain, crying in an awkward manner: “Song. I’m sorry.

The boys looked for a few seconds and threw up two words: “Smear.” I’m sorry.

This time Chen Ming is completely ashamed to speak.

I clapd my hands and asked the boys with a few points: “Are they handsome?” I’m sorry.

And he covered his back, and he laughed at his back, and he said, “Beautiful.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the watch, and I kicked your ass so hard, “And next time I’ll kick your ass.” I’m sorry.

“I’m going to class first. “I was able to talk to the boys, and I rushed to school with my school bag.

I didn’t think he knew me until I walked halfway.

But I knew him very well because he was my boyfriend, Song Yong.

He’s a transfer student. He comes to our school in a senior term, he looks different, he’s more isolated, he doesn’t talk much.

We had a school full of fish dragons, a lot of people thought he was in trouble, and he was beaten back by a man who wasn’t afraid to die and who succeeded in promoting himself to the school.

I promised Song Yin that I would be with him as long as I could pass the same college as the High Court.

He taught me all about Chen Ming’s hands.

The reason for this was a social news story, where girls were beaten unprovoked by drunk men. When he saw the news, he found me a taekwondo coach overnight.

I have studied hard for more than a year, and now I have a rare opportunity to do something, but unfortunately Song Yin, who belongs to me, did not see it.

5

I sighs, find the classroom, go to the first row.

But my original seat is already occupied.

Sitting in my seat is a girl with a doll’s voice named Li Xiao Jiao.

And she turned her face, and she turned her eyebrow. And you’re looking for me? I’m sorry.

“None. I walked back and tried to find my seat.

“Sick.” She yelled.

She’s a little girl.

I’m not very close to her, but she’s very familiar, and she’s very intimate with me every time I see her.

But in this time, Li Jiao seems to be a lot more violent.

Or not just Li Xiao Jiao, who I used to know, looked at me differently.

Girls look at me like they’re looking at a dirty thing, and I’m out of time and even exaggerating. Most of the boys are light and profound.

I don’t care. I just look around and there’s no one on the seat.

But it’s not school time yet. There’s too much space.

I looked for patience and sat next to Le Jing with a bag and said, “Is this my seat?” I’m sorry.

Le Jing is reading, saying that she raised her head and raised her glasses, and said, “What else? I’m sorry.

“I know you’re the best. I don’t care at all about her indifference, and I’m happy to put the bag.

Le Jing is my best friend.

She’s got a face a thousand miles away, one of the easiest of all I’ve ever met.

If, according to the girl, she is marginalized in this world by all, then I am sure Le Jing will be an exception.

“You’re still smiling? “Li Jing suddenly made a sound.

I don’t know why.

“What did you tell her? I’m sorry.

Say what?

“You and her boyfriend are entwined. I’m sorry.

Her boyfriend?

“No, that yellow hair. I’m sorry.

“Brown hair”?

I tried to think, finally remember such a number one.

Yellow Hair is a little punk who comes to our school to hang out with Chen.

According to Chen’s salty hands in the morning, the so-called “snatch-and-back” is a big deal.

“Ahhh. I can’t help but cry.

“It’s useless to sighs, to think about how to explain it, or how to deal with it, and not again. I’m sorry.

“Last time”?

“Well, it’s the girls who dragged you to the bathroom to take pictures…” And speaking of which, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scar you.” I’m sorry.

“All right. “I’m shaking my head and I’m thinking about a chat that took place yesterday when I looked over my phone.

It’s like, “I kept your video well.” I’m sorry.

The person who sent the message did not have a note and I was not able to find out who.

It would seem that only the same can be done.

Six.

Ten minutes.

Chen walked in through the back door of the classroom with a limp and looked at me without a grudge before entering.

I don’t care about him. I’m listening.

After all, I have to face a high examination in whatever world I am in.

The teacher also saw that I was very focused and often asked me to answer questions.

While I was working on my notes, suddenly a wet sticky hard thing hit my neck.

I’ve got the creeps, I’ve got a toilet paper, I’ve got the hard stuff down, it’s a chicken bone, and I’ve been chewing only bones and saliva bones.

As I looked at it, something was falling behind me. On me, big or small, on me or on my hair.

I put up with the fire, turned around, and looked at Chen’s face.

He leaned around and hid behind the table, carrying a bag of pepper claws, chewing on them and showing a dirty smile, and said to me, “You are finished.” I’m sorry.

The next second, a chicken bone with mouths and mouths hit me right in the face and slipped.

All the students who were sitting behind me, the eyes of happiness fell on me without exception, and a lot of people covered their mouths and made a silent laugh.

These faces coincide with my past memories, which I remember as being friendly, kind and caring.

Maybe even right now, they didn’t mean anything. They just thought it was funny.

They are just a bystander, a bystander who does not need to be under moral pressure and does not cause trouble.

Chen’s movement continues.

I know he’s bullying and he’s afraid of being hard, and I’m afraid he’ll continue to bother me in the classroom because he’s got his friends in the classroom.

He knew I’d put up with it.

But he was wrong.

I don’t care if it’s class time, and I’m standing up with a book, and I’m throwing a thick book at Chen Ming and kicking him in the chest.

And when Chen was thrown down by me, the scoffing of the schoolmaster sounded: “Chu Ning, what are you doing?” You two, come to my office now. I’m sorry.

The classroom was just messing up in a few seconds and calm was restored.

Me and Chen Ming went to the office in silence.

I guess Chen closed up.

He’s not tall, he’s about a metre, he’s a dog.

I practiced taekwondo again. I wouldn’t be able to take advantage of this if I had a big boy.

“You got hit again? In the corner of the building, Song Yin has a window stand with a cigarette in his hand and he looks at Chen.

I can’t help frowning.

When Song Yin’s mother was in politics, and his father was in business, his parents divorced at his junior high school, and the way to care about him was to fight for money.

When he first met him, he looked like he had no skills and had frequent absenteeism, as if nothing could speak of his passion. The teacher also closed his eyes.

It was only after we met that he slowly stopped smoking and studied carefully.

But the world’s Truning, obviously, has nothing to do with Song Yin, so he’s a senior now and he’s still in his way.

“Song. “It’s just like Chen Ming’s mouth, he’s trying to get past it, and he’s coming back with the sound of the teacher.

“Dan Ming, where are we going? Is that the direction of the office? I’m sorry.

Chen was sneaking around again and walking with me to the office.

We both stood at the office for more than an hour before the classroom director returned and followed me and Chen Ming’s parents.

I thought my mom would come, but I didn’t think my dad would come.

He rushed in and pulled my arm up and down. Are you hurt?”

Chen Ming’s dad slaps him on the back, “What’s wrong with bullying girls? I’m sorry.

“Ahem. The class director softly said, “Don’t worry, it was Truning who did it first. I’m sorry.

Chen Ming’s face is in the hands of the Lord, so I have to say something.

When I was a bit embarrassed to say the consequences, and to be honest with you, I was at Chen’s door and at school hours, and I was at Chen’s hand, and my dad was sitting at the table and listening, “Good shot! I’m sorry.

I was about to get yelled at.

Chen’s father reacted and slapped him in the back again, “You’re a fucking disgrace to me all day.” And he stares at my parents, “And you, how do you talk?” I’m sorry.

Chen is a single-parent family, with his father moving bricks on a construction site, with little culture, and with no education, but also with bricks and bricks, which are hard to read.

“We still can’t promote violence, and it’s dangerous for Tru Ning to do something like this without permission. The class director plays round.

My dad noded, “Yes, I had to call Ning for a break. I’m sorry.

“…”

The headmaster was silent, “Chunning and Chen Ming go back to class first, I’ll talk to your parents. I’m sorry.

I’m sure my parents are going to think.

7

As soon as I got out of the office, I saw Song Yong waiting at the door.

He went to Chen Ming to lift his chin, “Come here. I’m sorry.

“Come on, Song. Chen Ming has been rushing to pick up cigarettes in the exit bag.

“Yeah. I can’t help but think about it.

It was hard to get Song Yin to quit smoking, and now I hate seeing him smoking.

“What? “Song’s smoke is on my eyebrow.

“At the office door, would you mind the impact? Besides, what do you smoke for a student? Can you learn something? I’m sorry.

“Fuck you! “Song Yong hasn’t said anything yet. Chen jumped first, “Do you believe me…”

“Shut up. “So Song Yin couldn’t wait to take a look at him, and then put the smoke in his hand, in two pieces, and throw it in the trash, “So, happy? I’m sorry.

And he looked at me, and he looked at Song’s. Then he showed a clear look.

It must be admitted that I came here deliberately in front of Chen Ming to make him think I had something with Song Yin, and to some extent to avoid much trouble.

After all, I don’t have time and time.

This time and space Song Yong, like my Song Yong character. I guess they taste the same.

That’s right.

“That’s more like it. I’m happy to nod my head and turn back to class.

It’s lunch break for my parents.

The outcome ends with a review of me and Chen Ming.

We’re at the edge of the city. There are two working schools next to them, so it’s always a little messy, and the teachers don’t think it’s too heavy.

My parents have a strange attitude, and I’m in trouble and I have to be rewarded for taking me to dinner.

The three of us were sitting in the restaurant in an awkward atmosphere.

My parents usually talk too much, they’ll probably get divorced and they’ll never talk again.

“Ninning. My dad broke his silence, “The break-up is over for you, and I’ll pick you up every weekend. I’m sorry.

“Oh, is that good? But I’m a sophomore. Shouldn’t I be doing some refresher classes? I’m sorry.

“Learning is secondary. “My mom is serious.

“What? I’m sorry.

I doubt it’s my parents.

“Mom wants you to be happy more than you’ve done, and this time you can fight back. But don’t try to do it again. Mom’s afraid you’ll lose. I’m sorry.

“Yes, don’t hold back. Tell Daddy what you have to say. I’m sorry.

“Oh. “Did I ever tell you about school before?” I’m sorry.

“It’s your mother’s fault. My dad couldn’t help but look at it, and he said, “You have to go over there and talk to their teacher, so he’s got something he wants to hold on to and don’t tell us. I’m sorry.

“What will you do to her as a girl? Will violence solve everything? She’s lucky she didn’t get bullied. What if she meets an adult and you let her fight? I’m sorry.

“I’m not learning to fight, I’m teaching her how to solve her problems, school can’t adapt, how to adapt to society? I’m sorry.

“I’m full. I’m sorry.

It’s not as good as it was just when I put down chopsticks while I was watching them grow more and more.

“It’s all right, Ning will eat you, Mom and Dad will stop arguing. I’m sorry.

“It’s so full. I’m sorry.

“Well, go home with Mom. Mom’s taking your leave. I’m sorry.

“Why do you have to take time off? I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with her having a fight with her classmates at school and having her afternoon off? I’m sorry.

“…” I’m caught in it with nothing.

My parents’ education is always different. But I’m well integrated, and my dad’s on me when I’m lazy, and my mom takes me with her when I’m tired.

In this time and space, it became a state of intolerance.

8

After a fight, I finally went back to class.

I came home early after school.

I want to know the story of Truning, who knows the world, and I want to find a way back.

My experience, my stories, my attachments are in that world.

Back home, first I went to unlock the laptop, and I had my own habit of sometimes writing journals on the computer, and I guess she did.

It was only half a day, but the password was wrong.

I tried all my usual passwords, they were wrong.

I couldn’t turn on the computer. I had to put it on hold. There’s nothing useful about flipping for half a day.

And I came to the mirror, and the mirror turned my face upside down, and I saw a book on the back shelf, and I put it alone.

It’s like that novel about parallel time and space.

I pick up a book, a note is in the middle of a page.

“Look so fast?” I said to myself.

I have a lot of extracurricular activities and less time to read extracurricular books, which leads me to one third.

I went along with her labeled page, and I suddenly found it to be a dream and a parallel time and space scenario, and even an ambiguous operating method that distorted space.

That part was marked by red pens.

Is it not an accident that I could see her in the mirror that she did it?

“Ninning, dinner. I’m sorry.

“Come on. “I’ll put down my books and eat for a while.

9

I’ll be back after dinner, and there’ll be a few more unreads on my phone.

“You think you can get away with taking leave? Can’t hide from Junior, can’t hide from 15 I’m sorry.

It’s from Li. I don’t care.

There’s one more request from a friend.

The referee is Chen Ming.

I thought about it, click through.

It was just one night and Song Yin didn’t send me any more messages.

We wrote to him silently, “Silent.” I’m sorry.

There’s a photo in the photo album of this phone.

One evening, Song Yin sat on the roof in the back of smoking.

It’s amazing. I have an identical picture on my phone.

I guess the world’s Truning, too, like Song Yong.

But why are they not together?

Thinking about it, I fell asleep.

In my dream, I saw myself and Song Yong in a third perspective.

I’m holding my eyes tight.

Song Yin leaned, leaned over as if he was going to kiss me.

The moment before the kiss fell, Song Yin opened his eyes: “You are not Truning, where have you been?” I’m sorry.

I’m Truning. I saw the girl panic.

I want to make a sound and tell him I’m here and I can’t move.

I woke up sweating.

It was a dream.

10

Until I woke up in the morning, I remembered the dream clearly.

I suspect that, in conjunction with the part of the novel marked with red pens, it was probably another real time event.

My Song Yin, should have found something wrong.

My heart is full of problems, my head is in my school bag, and I walk on the way.

Suddenly, the sound of a stabbing brake went off, followed by someone pulling back behind my wrist, and I looked at the black car that was parked in front of me, and I got a cold sweat.

“In the morning, what do you think?” Song Yong doesn’t look happy.

“Thank you, I’m writing silently. I’m sorry.

“What a good student. * He goes, walks on my side *

“I am a good student. I’m sorry.

Song Yun looked at me and didn’t speak.

“Your family isn’t here. Why are you here? I’m sorry.

“You know where my house is? He asks:

I’m done.

Besides, he thinks I’m a stalker.

“I had a strange dream yesterday.” I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“I dream of myself. I’m sorry.

My heart is tight, my heart starts to beat.

He said, “You don’t belong here, but you’ll trade the world with me. But I didn’t agree. He asked me to take care of you. I’m sorry.

I can’t stop my eyes from getting wet.

“Hello. Son Yin suddenly stopped.

I held my tears and looked up at him.

“Crying?”

I suck my nose, “No. I’m sorry.

“Oh. He turned around and kept going, “It seems you’ve changed yesterday. In that case, I have noticed you before, standing there without a word and being bullied. But yesterday, you resisted. I’m sorry.

“So what?”

“So, Truning, what’s your problem? I’m sorry.

“You guess. I blinked and waved at him, “I’m going to class. Bye. I’m sorry.

This is somewhat strange, according to Song Yin’s character, and if he were to be told directly, he might not believe it, rather than give him some time to guess and let him sort his mind out. I know him, and he believes in his judgment more than one who is not familiar with Truning.

Eleven.

I just got to class and my blood pressure came up again.

My seat is full of garbage, leftover fruit skins, snack bags, beverage bottles and sewage. Someone must have dumped the trash in the trash can straight to my seat.

“What are you waiting for? “Li’s arms are in her arms, his legs are in her arms, and she sits on the table.

“Yeah, you look at him and you have to suffer.” She’s a little sister friend.

People walk around with their noses around, “You pack up, you stink in the classroom. How can a teacher teach? I’m sorry.

Le Jing came in behind me, and she was sighing and ready to clean up.

“Hey, don’t.” I grabbed her and said, “What’s the matter? It’s not our day.” I’m sorry.

“It’s not your day off, it’s your seat. “Someone’s talking.

I shrugged my shoulder, “Where’s the seat? Isn’t this a garbage can? I’m sorry.

Li Xiao Jiao saw things as if they didn’t work out what she wanted, jumped off the table and said, “Did Tru Ning think he’d changed his life once in class yesterday? Clean me up. I’m sorry.

“What?” I looked at her.

LEE Xiao Jiao is 5 feet and 8 feet small, and with this gruesome twilight look like a chihuahua.

“I fell, you’re not satisfied?” She took the hot tea on the table and threw it at me, “Why haven’t you played pathetic for two days?” It’s no use pretending to be pathetic, is it? I’m sorry.

I went in and hid, but milk tea was inevitably spilled on school uniforms, and Li and her little sisters laughed.

“Li Xiao Jiao, do you have to do this today? I’m sorry.

“What do you think I am?” Li’s hand will rise when she gets here.

I grabbed her high-handed hand, and the other hand threw it back, “I said, you’re gonna have to be a bitch today, right? I’m sorry.

Li Xiao Jiao was blindfolded and her little sisters came together.

“What are you doing, fighting back? I’m sorry.

“It’s called the way of the human being and the way of the human being. If you read more than two books, you’ll know. * I don’t give a shit *

It’s not like you haven’t had sex with your sister.

A few girls came up and tried to rip me off. I know how girls fight, scratch their faces, scratch their hair. I just need to keep my distance.

But it’s inevitable to put flowers on your face.

Just thinking about a dozen coping methods, the class teacher came.

Truning, you again! I’m sorry.

Although she’s accusing me, I feel like her voice is heard.

It’s always just stuck.

I shrugged my shoulder, “Sir, I’m out of place with Le Jing. I’m sorry.

The schoolmaster took a look at that piece of shit, “You guys, get out of here and stop.” I’m sorry.

After all, she’s not going to complain to her teacher.

In the hall, Li stood with her little sisters to play with their cell phones, staring at me from time to time.

I don’t care. I’m standing at the door and listening.

It’s been two days.

At the end of the first session, after the teacher had learned the details of the matter, she asked Li to clean my desk.

She wouldn’t clean her neck, and she wouldn’t say that I did it to her.

Her little sister took the initiative and cleaned my seat.

Lee’s eyes are red, “Truning, don’t go after school. Wait for me. New and old! I’m sorry.

And We returned to her with all due respect: “Do you understand, with your mathematics? I’m sorry.

Lee Xiao Jiao takes 20 percent of math every time, and I remember quite well.

That’s when the test paper, made on an ad hoc basis yesterday morning, was sent out.

I got a full score.

It’s not normal to take a full score for a walk-in.

I looked at her, 25 points.

She’s wearing the paper and she’s getting redder.

“What do you think you’re so proud of for cheating? I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Okay, I’ll wait. I’m sorry.

Girls are like this, and they like to solve problems after school, like they’re out of law and order after school.

Just to see what she did.

12

All day long, she’s holding her cell phone.

On my phone, the uncommitted tweet also sent a message: “Leave school. I’m sorry.

I didn’t see her so-called video and I didn’t know who it was.

In just two days, there have also been some subtle changes in the attitude of my class.

Yesterday, even if I sat quietly in my seat, my passing classmates would scold me for nothing, or they would bump me on purpose, or at least throw garbage next to my seat.

Girls will use the tone I can hear on purpose to scold.

“Sir. I’m sorry.

“It’s dirty. I’m sorry.

“The bus. I’m sorry.

Boys have come together openly, looking at me and discussing it by name.

“I guess there’s C. I’m sorry.

“It’s good to be touched. I’m sorry.

“It must be dark. I’m sorry.

Today, girls are silent, and even the eyes of the eyes do not stop at me, fearing to cause trouble.

The boys, they don’t know what Chen Ming said, and suddenly they scream.

It’s a lot cleaner in my ear, and I’m happy to read and study.

“It’s long overdue. I’m sorry.

The quietness of LJ suddenly turned to look at me.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“You used to be weak, and I pity you, but I despise you. That’s why I told you we wouldn’t be friends. I’m sorry.

I blinked at her, “What now? I’m sorry.

She turned around, “Now, think about it. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t care less about her reaction. Her face, “It’s my quiet, so proud and lovely.” I’m sorry.

Le Chien tried to avoid my offensive, “I’m just saying, don’t push me. I’m sorry.

“I don’t care. * I’ll keep my face on her. *

LJing’s smell is soft, like a posh puppet cat, and I love to stick to her.

13

It’s not yet time for school.

I stayed after school, as she wanted.

It was just not expected that Le Jing would stay in the classroom for a while.

“You’re not going back? I asked her.

She’s serious. “I didn’t get it in class today. I’m keeping it. I’m sorry.

Hard mouth, I like.

Li Xiao Jiao left her two little sisters staring at me, afraid I’d run away.

I opened the phone recording and set up an alarm in the rapid dial-up, just in case.

LEE Xiao Jiao returned in less than five minutes with two girls.

I’m looking at the girl in the front, and I’m a little familiar.

“What, two days of joy, I don’t even know?” I’m sorry.

“Shen, she was so good this morning, she seduced my boyfriend, she dared to fight back. “It’s hard to tell anyone that she was actually beaten unilaterally.”

I suddenly remembered who this girl was.

Shen Jiaqi, she’s a sister too.

I had a problem with her.

When I first went to high school, I was often brought together at the entrance of a vocational school, where a boy stopped me three times and threatened to be his girlfriend.

I’ve always refused.

I didn’t know that boy was Shen Jiaqi’s boyfriend.

And I had no knowledge of it until one day after school, a girl whom I knew suddenly asked me to come home, and then took me to an alley and fled.

Shen Jiaqi stopped me there with her two great sisters and claimed that I seduced his boyfriend, that I was a little girl and asked me to apologize.

I didn’t practice taekwondo at the time, but I was a little stupor with a few girls.

But it’s not my fault I’m not soft. Why should I apologize?

I stood up to losing, and among the girls, she had to fight herself and beat her to death.

We were brought to the police station by police car.

Shen Jiaqi had already had a few punishments and was expelled.

So the first time I saw her, I was a little strange, and somehow she wasn’t fired at this time.

And I should have been punished, but suddenly Song’s presence came with me, and he leaned on the front of the classroom, with his eyebrow, and said, “What if I cut off the punishment and you were my girlfriend?” I’m sorry.

And I smiled back at him, saying, “How about if you take North, I’ll be your girlfriend?” I’m sorry.

And he said to me, “Can you pass?” I’m sorry.

“Of course I can.” I answer with confidence.

So Song Yong became my boyfriend.

Then I became familiar, and I knew that he was near. But one of his boys was embarrassed to come up here and call the police.

I’ve complained so many times, “Why do you like me when you watch me get beat up? I’m sorry.

He said, “Didn’t you beat people to death? Besides, I noticed you earlier, but that day I found out that you’re just like me. I’m sorry.

I looked at him, “Don’t put any gold on my face. I’m sorry.

I used to go to school a lot, and I wasn’t tall, and people tried to bully me, and I came just like you. Even when I first came to this school, I didn’t know anyone. I’m sorry.

When I think about Song Yin, I’m a little sour.

I don’t know if I can go back and see him again.

14

“What are you talking about? Shen Jiaqi pushed me, “Give you a chance to slap yourself a hundred times, and this morning and Li Xiao Jiao is over.” I’m sorry.

The memories were interrupted, and I couldn’t walk back and be held back by Le Jing behind me.

“Yeah, Le Jing, you can help with that? I’m sorry.

I put LJing behind me, “What if I don’t? I’m sorry.

“No fan? Well, then I’ll have to let everyone enjoy your video. Shen Jiaqi took her cell phone out in front of me.

“What video? I finally found an opportunity to ask.

“Forgot? Shen Jiaqi smiles, “Let’s go over it again. I’m sorry.

She pressed the phone, turned on a video and put it in front of me.

The video is supposed to be taken in the ladies’ room, “I” in the corner, and a few girls come up and tear up my clothes so hard that it’s only lingerie and underwear.

Then they dragged me with their hair and forced me to look at the camera and said, “I’m a bitch, I’m a bitch, I’m a bitch, I’m as dirty as a toilet, and anyone can go on.” I’m sorry.

When the girls laughed enough, they were beaten endlessly, even crying to apologize and not stopping them.

I look at the screen, I’m shivering, I’m holding my fist down.

Shen Jiaqi smiles, “Yo, remember this? What do you say I send this video to friends? I’m sorry.

I’m taking a deep breath, and I don’t care, “I’m in a good body, you can send it if you want. I’m sorry.

And I put it in Le Jing’s back while they didn’t notice.

There’s no need to record. There’s enough video.

Some are so bad and so stupid that they can take evidence of their crimes and be proud.

“What the fuck do you think I’m afraid of? Shen Jiaqi smiled in front of me and pressed the sending key.

“I fanned. I looked at her, “But Le Jing had nothing to do with this. You let her go first. I’m sorry.

“Now you know you’re scared? Shen Jiaqi takes a look at LJing, “Okay, let’s go for your sister. I’m sorry.

Le Jing has a third-grade sister so she can stay with me in peace with everyone who is against me.

Li Jing looked at me with concern and turned away.

“Go close the door. Shen Jiaqi ordered him to sit down with his legs on his face, “You fang, Lee Xiaoqiao counts.” I’m sorry.

“Well, that Shen, I’m starting. I’m sorry.

I kicked her down the chair with a hard foot, and I slapped her hard with her collar.

But at this time, others have reacted, trying to pull me up, and I have stood up to them.

After all, I can’t beat five.

I struggled to break through a chair after I had smoked it, and ran in the middle of their hiding.

I ran out of the classroom and I hit a hard-on’s chest.

I can’t believe it’s Song Yong.

“Hey, sister-in-law, I’m afraid you’ll get bullied and I’ll call Song. “It’s as if yesterday’s century war between us never happened.”

It’s not bad for him.

“Som Yong, you’re involved in a fight? Shen Jiaqi had a nosebleed and her cheeks were red.

Song Yin pulled me behind, “I don’t fight girls, you better come and apologize to my girlfriend right now. I’m sorry.

Girlfriend? Shen Jiaqi was so angry and laughing, “No wonder Tru Ning has grown bones lately and has fallen upon you.” It’s not like I said, “Do you want to do this?

“What the fuck are you talking about? Chen said, “I told you Shen Jiaqi, Song doesn’t hit girls, I don’t have that rule. I’m sorry.

I can’t tell if I can’t take a look at the lumber.

“Are you okay? Le Jing whispered to me.

“Nothing. Did you call the police? I’m sorry.

“It was reported at first. I’m sorry.

That was the end of it. The siren sounded.

Shen Jiaqi and the girls, they’re obviously in a bit of a panic. I’m sorry.

“Without you’re ridiculous, there’s no basic legal awareness. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve repeated years, and now you’re a grown-up. I’m sorry.

“It’s none of your business. She said she was going to run, and I kicked her to the ground and fought for her cell phone.

She ran away with all those little girls.

But running won’t help, and almost everyone’s face is on the video.

By the time the police arrived, Song Yon was watching me talk to Shen Jia Chila.

It’s actually my one-sided beating.

However, in order to preserve the identity of the victim, I gave her an opportunity to strike me, at least to be defined as a mutual assault.

As a result, a few of us were sent to the police station for tea.

When I finished my statement, my parents were waiting for me with red eyes, and I’m sure they’d already seen the video.

My mom came up and hugged me, and she hit me, and she cried, “Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me? I didn’t know you were being bullied at school. I’m sorry.

My father’s eyes are red, “Ninning, I’m sorry, I didn’t protect you. We’ll change school tomorrow. I’m sorry.

I’m slightly sorry.

Those words should be heard by the world’s Truning.

It should also be her choice — if she wants to change back — if she wants to.

15

When this farce is over and home, it’s late at night.

I flipped out the notebook again, thought about it, and I knocked on the next number.

Unlocked.

I entered a date.

I guess that day is the beginning of two extremes in our world.

There’s a lot of journals in the computer.

On the desktop, there was a document, Parallel Time and Dreams.

I light the diary.

16

“The boy at the job school stopped me several times. I hated him. I’m sorry.

“There’s a new boy in school. He’s so handsome. I’m sorry.

“Today I overheard his name, Song Yong. I’m sorry.

“Today is the darkest day of my life. I was tricked to the alley by a girl I knew, and I suddenly ran out of a couple of girls and accused me of flirting with her boyfriend, saying that I would not hit me if I apologized. I’m sorry.

“I was afraid and I apologized, but they didn’t make any sense, tore my clothes, tore my hair, and I don’t know how long they hit. I thought it was over when they left. But a couple of the boys came over and they were wearing our school uniforms and watching me tear my clothes apart, trying to take advantage of me. I’m sorry.

“I didn’t think it would be the first time Song Yong and I met. I don’t know where he came from, but he saved me. I’m sorry.

“Mother asked me yesterday what happened, I said probably. She found her school today. But the girl denied that she hit me, just said she was kidding me. There were no cameras in the alley, and the girl was finally suspended for a week. I’m sorry.

“Today my father knew about this, and he was angry at me for not fighting back. But I can’t fight three people across the street. Mom and Dad had a fight. I’ve never seen them fight so hard. I probably shouldn’t have told them that in the future. I’m sorry.

“This should stop now. I’m sorry.

“Today, I wanted to find Song Yong and thank him, but he didn’t even talk to me. I’m sorry.

“I met again today the boys who tried to harass me, and they looked at me with no heart, and talked so loudly that I was touched by them. I didn’t. I’m sorry.

“The girl who was suspended came back and didn’t know what she had said to the girls in our class. They looked weird at me. I went to talk to them and they ignored me. I’m sorry.

“Hold on and go.” I’m sorry.

“The girl started spreading rumours that I was happy to seduce someone’s boyfriend, that I was confused with those guys, that I was dirty. Song Yin heard it, but he looked at me in silence. Why didn’t he speak out for me, knowing the truth? I’m sorry.

“Isn’t it enough to finish school? I’m sorry.

“The rumors are getting worse and worse. I’m sorry.

“Today she met Shen Jiaqi, and she asked me to buy her water, and I paid for a lot of things, so she wouldn’t come after me. I’m sorry.

“Why is everybody isolating me? What did I do wrong? I’m sorry.

“Shen Jiaqi has become more aggressive against me and even others have become more contemptible. I’m sorry.

“Today we went to the roof and met Song Yong. But he doesn’t want me to bother him. I’m sorry.

I thought Song Yin was my salvation, and neither was he. I’m sorry.

“We’re getting out of line. Do boys seem unwitting and stealthily take advantage of me? And I scolded them, and they scolded me. I’m sorry.

“The girls looked down on me, and they called me weird, saying I seduced men. I had the courage to say that I did not, but apparently they did not care about my statement. I’m sorry.

“My parents always ask me what’s wrong, but I don’t want to say it. Tell them what they can do, find the teacher and warn them not to say bad things about me? I’m sorry.

“Mom and Dad are fighting more and more, and I don’t want to talk to them anymore. Nobody understands me. I’m sorry.

“I have a new table today. Her name is Le Jing. She’s the only one who won’t ignore me. I’m sorry.

“My parents are divorced. I’m sorry.

“Maybe I’m talking too much today. Le Jing told me she wouldn’t be my friend. I’m sorry.

“I’m so desperate. I’m sorry.

“Seen a book today about parallel time and space. If there’s really parallel time, would the other me, at this point, live the life I want? I’m sorry.

“Today, Shen Jiaqi did something to me like she had a fight with her boyfriend and was taking it out on me. She didn’t do much, and she was with several girls, and I didn’t dare. I’m sorry.

“Everyone thinks I’m a soft tomato. Nobody respects me. I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to talk to anyone anymore. I’m sorry.

“Can you really see yourself in parallel time and space?” I’m sorry.

“I’m getting lazy, I’m talking, I’m getting lazy. I don’t want to go out, I don’t want to see the sun. Only dark rooms can make me feel safe. I’m sorry.

“Today the boy at the vocational school showed up again and did it to me. I struggled and ran away. But I think she saw it. Should I go and explain it to her? I’m sorry.

“I was wrong. There was no limit to the dark days. Today Shen Jiaqi dragged me into the toilet with some girls, took my clothes, beat me up, yelled at me and threatened me with a video, and if I told my parents or the teacher, they would send it. I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to live. I’m sorry.

“Will you be my salvation in parallel? I’m sorry.

17

The diary goes here, and it stops.

I took a deep breath.

As I expected, the turning point of our story took place that day.

She’s got a bad choice.

And I, choose to resist.

Her continued insinuation of the bottom line has made life worse.

In the end, she may have forgotten the option of resisting.

We opened the documents of the desktop without a word, which contained information on parallel time and space from all over, and then a set of methods.

Think about it, I decided to try again tomorrow.

18

The next day We went to class as if nothing had happened.

Song Yong is still at the intersection.

Just walked over and he looked me in the eye.

“I was dreaming again. I’m sorry.

“Really? What dream?”

“I still dream about myself.” He wants me to tell you, don’t be afraid, you can go back tonight. I’m sorry.

“Oh. I nod my head.

“So, you really don’t belong here. I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

Song Yong is silent.

When we came to the school door together, he said, “Is that the last time we met today? I’m sorry.

I shrugged my shoulder, “If there’s no accident, it should be. I’m sorry.

He stopped, “Well, he said something else. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“He wants me to leave you alone. I’m sorry.

I smiled, “He’s got a small heart. I’m sorry.

He looked, “But I’m already on your mind. I’m sorry.

“It’s useless to hit me, I’m leaving. I’m sorry.

Song Yin was silent again, “I guessed. It’s okay. If the other one I could be with you, it’d be nice. I’m sorry.

“It depends on whether he can go to Qinghua. I’m sorry.

Qinghua?

“Yeah, we’re going to Qinghua. Do you want to go together? I’m sorry.

He smiled, “Okay, that’s Qinghua. I’m sorry.

“Bye, Qinghua. I’m sorry.

19

I’m in a good mood to come to class.

Li Xiao Jing didn’t come to class, and Li Jing looked at me so anxiously. How’s Shen Jiaqi?”

“What’s going on so soon? I’m sure I can’t go to school. I’m sorry.

“That’s good. “That video, which you handed me yesterday after you got your cell phone, was deleted from the video. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I thought for a moment, “Will you consider me a friend if I remain so weak?” I’m sorry.

She doesn’t think, “No. I’m sorry.

“Okay. I choked.

Le Jing is fine, but not everyone can be her friend.

The rest of the way is up to her.

20

After school, I said goodbye to Le Jing.

She looked at me like shit, “Why, you’re changing school? I’m sorry.

“No, no. I grabbed her arm, “I won’t see you all night. I’ll miss you. I’m sorry.

“You’re disgusting. “She’s got a face, but I’ll hang her.”

I said goodbye to her in my heart.

Goodbye, Le Jing.

21

At night, I took it seriously and had a meal with my parents, and then I came back to my room early and sat across the mirror.

I don’t know if she’ll be in the mirror, like the last time, or in a dream.

Of course, if she doesn’t show up, I’m going to take a look at it with the computer.

When I couldn’t tell the difference between reality and dream, the mirror moved.

It’s like a luminous lake in the mirror, and it’s full of pelvis.

The face of Truning slowly appeared in the mirror.

She’s still a little shy, and she says, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“So, did you switch with me on purpose? I’m sorry.

“I really didn’t know that hugging would swap, but I did have that idea. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“How’s it going? Are you happy with my life? I’m sorry.

She squeezed out a smile, “Well, I envy you, have friends, have parents, and Song Yin. I’m sorry.

“You did, but you missed it because of your weakness and your persistence. You know it yourself, otherwise you wouldn’t use the date as a computer code. I’m sorry.

“You saw it all. “I regret that I didn’t resist that day, and it’s too late.” I’m sorry.

“It’s time. I looked her in the eye, “Shen Jiaqi has been fired.” I’m sorry.

“Really?” Her eyes were bright.

“But it’s only temporary, and if you’re still like this, you’ll meet the second and third Shen Jiaqi. You’ve been waiting for someone to help you and save you, but no one can save you but yourself. Not even me. I’m sorry.

“I know. “There’s one more thing I need to apologize to you. I’m sorry.

About Song Yong?

“Well, I love him so much that I want to pretend to be you and fall in love with him. I’m sorry.

“He found out? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“…and you actually have your Song Yong. I’m sorry.

“I don’t deserve him, but I’ll try. Anyway, I’m sorry, I’ve had two days of your life, and I’m happy to finally hold. I’m sorry.

She moves forward, spreads her arms.

The hugs, the familiar pain.

I heard her voice in the blurry of consciousness.

“Bye, another me.”

Quantified

One.

“Get up soon, Ning, be late. I’m sorry.

I open my eyes, and the curtains are familiar bedrooms.

Mom and Dad are waiting for breakfast at the table.

“Yo, did you have breakfast? My dad’s ghost, “I don’t know what’s going on in the last two days, I’ll take it back to the bedroom for dinner, and I won’t let you. I’m sorry.

My mother protected me, “It’s all right, it’s all the same everywhere. I’m sorry.

“You’re used to her.”

“All right, I know, not anymore. * I’m just gonna say yes and I’m afraid they’ll argue *

Two.

Having breakfast, just walking out of the unit door, I was drawn into a warm embrace, “You’re back. I’m sorry.

I pushed him, “What? You haven’t taken Qinghua yet. I’m sorry.

“Advoke one.” He dragged me into his arms.

“Okay. I fell in his arms and said, “For the first day of your life, it wasn’t for me. But how do you know that’s not mine? I’m sorry.

“There’s nothing wrong with the way you talk, the way you look, the way you react. I’m sorry.

Song Yin hugged me and his chin was on my shoulder, “I tried to kiss you and she agreed. You don’t usually let me. How could I? I’m sorry.

“You’re smart. I’m sorry.

“Of course. He got a little bit of satisfaction and suddenly remembered something. I’m sorry.

“Nothing. I’m sorry.

“He knows what he looks at me and I know what he thinks about you. I’m sorry.

“…you understand yourself. Oh, by the way, how did you convince her to switch with me? I’m sorry.

“She said she would stay here for three days. I’m afraid you’ll lose something, ask her how and ask another Song Yin to take care of you. That Song Yin didn’t agree to trade with me, and I didn’t know how to trade, or I’d be there with you the day I found out. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay. I’m doing well. I even learned taekwondo. I’m sorry.

“All right, as soon as you come back, there’ll be more time to watch. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

3

I went to the familiar classroom, and I packed my school bag and went to find Le Jing.

She’s reading, and she sees me coming, and she looks up and looks at me. I’m sorry.

“What’s up, baby? Is there anything unusual about me these days? I used to hang it on her.

Cut. She looked at me like she didn’t want to, “I won’t go to you, you won’t come to me, and you won’t stick to me like before. I thought you found a new friend. I’m sorry.

I’m holding her arm. You’re the best, no one can replace that. I’m sorry.

No matter how many parallel time and space there are in the world, I love you and I will always be the only one.

Remember the brave life, the other me. Case number: YXX1 Mbx 8x1aCd56eyxos RgRr

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.