Short suspense series 2: There is no bitter fruit between a thought in the world, only a long-planned sin

Just when I was stunned, Xiao Wei suddenly let out a bad laugh and pulled me towards the back wall of the school.

"Don't worry, I know how to get in."

I was at a loss, but there was no way but to let Xiao Wei pull her away.

It wasn't until five minutes later that I reacted to what Xiao Wei said.

Originally, the back wall of the school, that is, the back wall of the teaching building. Classroom 101 on the first floor was converted into a grocery storeroom, and the third window on the wall was broken.

I looked at my legs, a little embarrassed, this window is really a little high. I looked at Xiaowei, but I didn't expect that she was already ready to climb up.

He kept urging me:

"What are you doing?" Push me. ”

"Oh well."

I held her waist and sent her up hard, fortunately, Xiaowei was very light, and I pushed her into the classroom without delay. She then turned and pulled me up again, after which we both ran almost non-stop into the classroom.

I even forgot that I was still a poor worm with only one leg.

Unfortunately, we still didn't catch the class bell, just a few steps away.

The two of us stood in the doorway shouting a report, and the teacher frowned and just wanted to make trouble. Suddenly I saw that I had a plaster cast on my knee, and I immediately lost my anger, but was a little worried.

"Xiao Ming, how did you get your legs?"

"Teacher, the leg of the little melon classmate fell and injured while riding a bicycle."

The students laughed.

I glared at Xiao Wei fiercely, she has loved to call me a small face melon since she was a child, she said that this is the love name she gave me, which scared me and hurriedly covered her mouth. Of course, I didn't dare to say this, she was too bold, she dared to say it.

Xiao Wei pretended not to see me and smiled, but this smile was like a demon in my eyes.

The teacher coughed softly to stabilize the class order.

"Pay attention later, fall like this." Go fast. Let's be quiet and start studying early. ”

Xiao Wei helped me to the seat and sat down, and Shunshi also sat down next to me.

Oh yes, she's my tablemate.

The temperature gradually began to rise, and I was already sweating a little after the morning self-study. During the period, some classmates brought me yogurt, saying that it was a calcium supplement, which could make my injury recover early, and my mood was instantly relaxed. At the end of the class, the teacher walked in with a stack of cards and shouted at Xiaowei:

"Xiao Wei, help me send out my student ID card, one for each person."

"Okay."

Xiao Wei got up and walked up to the podium, and when I passed by, I smelled a faint fragrance, which was xiao Wei's smell, and it was all too familiar, the fragrance of jasmine.

After Xiao Wei finished her hair, she returned to sit down next to me, and she grabbed my student ID card in her hand and said righteously:

"Oh, I'll help you write it, your words are still so ugly."

As she spoke, she neatly wrote my name on my student ID: Zhong Ming.

"Students, introduce you to a new classmate."

I followed the prestige, and it was the class teacher, Mr. Li, who was leading a boy to the podium, and the students stopped playing and played, and turned their heads to look at the boy.

The boy was about the same age as us, and his school uniform was brand new, but he was wearing a dirty undershirt inside. No matter how you look at it, his face seems to have a layer of black and misty things, which don't look very clean.

I guess he should have come from the countryside, not a subjective assumption, but just a certain basis for judgment that was instilled since childhood. I have not been to the countryside, but in my cognition, this kind of dress and appearance, eight or nine is not far from the children from the countryside. I have no prejudice against rural people, I just think it is very strange.

Although Tengyuan Yigao is not a first-class school, it is not affordable for ordinary people, not to mention that the school will look at the grade ranking as heavy, and the tuition fee alone is enough to make many families prohibitive.

So this child from the countryside, there may be something different about it. Maybe it's not really the child of a low-key rich businessman like he seems to be.

The boy stood next to the class teacher, his head bowed and silent, his fingers rubbing against the corner of the lectern desk. It can be seen that he is very restrained, even a little flustered.

"This classmate's name is Lin Jiaqiang, he is a new classmate who transferred to our school today, and he will live and study with us from now on." Although there is still less than a year to go before the college entrance examination, your time together is short. But I believe that your friendship will be very deep, and everyone applauds and welcomes. ”

The class teacher's words were very meaningful, he just wanted to tell everyone to take more care of this new classmate who looked a little inferior, and not to isolate him.

I laughed bitterly, the class teacher really bothered for the class.

The students were very cooperative, and after the class teacher left, they gathered around Lin Jiaqiang to introduce themselves, and helped him sort out the desks and books, and some people shared the snacks they brought with him.

Although Lin Jiaqiang was a little overwhelmed and said thank you vigorously, he should be able to breathe a good sigh of relief.

I stared at him and couldn't help but think.

"What do you think?" Gone to the celestial realm again? ”

Xiao Wei poked at the door of my head and looked at me cutely.

"No, no, I'm just sleepy and didn't sleep well last night."

"What's wrong, Uncle Zhong is drinking again?" Are you okay. ”

Xiao Wei was a little worried, her brow furrowed slightly, and she unconsciously bit her lower lip.

"Isn't he still like that, I've long been used to it, don't worry about it." I consoled.

……

This is me and my life, my name is Zhong Ming. When I was young, my dad worked outside for years and didn't come home, and my mom just complained at first. After that, the two of them began to quarrel, which eventually led to divorce. Everything went smoothly, without waves, like an old play arranged, and after reading the beginning, I guessed the end.

My mom had a new family a few years ago, and my dad has been depressed ever since, borrowing alcohol every day to dispel his sorrows. I tried to persuade him to no avail, and I could only come by his nature. No matter how decadent and depraved he is, after all, isn't he still my father?

Shortly after the day I met my new classmates, I fell ill again, and I don't know exactly what it was, but it seemed that the wound on my leg was infected and almost became sepsis. This is really in response to the old saying: it is really a disaster.

For this reason, my parents quarreled again. My mother said that she would take me away, but of course my father did not agree, and he played a rogue with alcohol. My mother had no choice but to take a step back, and finally only asked to take me to the big hospital in her city for treatment, and then send me back when I was finished. Under pressure from many sides, Dad finally compromised.

But who would have thought that I would be gone for six months. Don't think that I have a good life in these six months, in the hospital is actually two or three months, the rest is purely mom wants me to live in her place for a longer period of time, but the mother is more strict than the father, may also be I lazy, for a time really can not adapt.

My mother scolded me several times for not following my father's good, and also a stubborn donkey, and if I learn from him again, I will not have any success in the future.

I didn't dare to answer the phone and let her yell at me. I could see that she still cared about my dad, and I said that I didn't hate any of them, but I just felt a little helpless, unclear, just that they had the ability to handle their own affairs and the so-called consequences.

I think I'm open-minded.

Half a year is a long time, but I have not relaxed my studies at all. My mother confiscated my mobile phone and hired a tutor for me, the purpose of which was to prevent me from delaying the college entrance examination.

Dad, every time he called to ask me about my situation, he would quarrel with my mother, and finally it was over.

Xiao Wei can't be contacted there, after all, the mobile phone is in her mother's place, in fact, I still miss her.

I don't know why, one night I couldn't sleep, but inexplicably thought of Lin Jiaqiang, I remember he and I had a brief conversation:

"Do you love to read?" I see you have a lot of extracurricular books. ”

"It doesn't count, it's just that books can relieve boredom."

"I also like to read books, and I saw you reading Haruki Murakami's book that day, and I wanted to talk to you."

"You like him too?" I asked.

"Hmm..."

He was still very reserved and talkative, but I knew that he must have liked Haruki Murakami.

I can't remember the content of the conversation after that, it was basically about Haruki Murakami, but we were still talking quite speculatively, and he was not as inferior and cautious as he was at the beginning, and his eyes could still flash from time to time.

I really want to talk to him again.

Half a year after that parting, I returned to the arms of my alcoholic father in my mother's sobs, and my father took me to the tavern that day to rub it, and I was glad that he didn't drink when he picked me up that day.

Who knows, he drank too much in the tavern, and in the end I got him home. I don't say anything about it. If I let my mother know, I guess even if I fight a lawsuit, I will be taken away from my father.

I actually pity my dad, how did a man who used to be so mighty become like this.

After settling in all the affairs at home, I picked up my heavy school bag with a radiant face and walked to the school that had been away for half a year, to my dear classmates and Xiaowei, who especially missed me.

Thinking about Xiao Wei's small mouth that could not be closed due to surprise after seeing me, and without hesitation, she threw herself into my arms and asked for warmth, I actually 'poofed' and laughed.

It seems that I am thinking about fart eating.

A few minutes before the bell rang, I walked into the class with a confident pace, and as I walked to the podium, I suddenly felt that I should say hello.

"Cough, I'm back. How are you doing lately? ”

My voice was small, and the words were the best way I could think of greeting, but I was sure my voice should be loud enough for the whole class to hear.

But the atmosphere was a little strange, not quite what I thought. The eyes of the classmates were very sluggish, as if they did not see me again, but intuitively heard someone talking loudly and chose to stop and watch, and there was no other reaction.