"Hey, bastard."
"I heard that he engages with other men outside, and sometimes he doesn't charge any money, just people."
"Bitch, don't get in the way."
"My mother, do you owe. Fuck it."
"Will he have sex with so many people?"
"Better stay away from him."
"I just accidentally bumped into him, so disgusting."
His first year of high school was full of ridicule, never-ending ridicule.
He didn't know when this ridicule started or how to end it.
Or it will never end, only death can release it.
The school has faded since the first year of high school, fading into gray that can no longer lose its color. It is the color of silent films and the color of printed words on books.
He didn't know when the ridicule started, or what caused it, but he clearly remembered when it first turned into bullying.
It was a fine day shortly after school started, and it was an art class. An art teacher is a laid-back person. He can walk around sketching and sketching at school, pick a scene or a still life, and he doesn't care about any trouble in class, as long as he can hand in his homework after class and have a lot of people.
He remembered that it was in a corner, and two boys pretended to have a heart-to-heart with him and took him to a corner that the teacher couldn't see. Along the way, he was mocked and discussed by the class while pretending to sympathize with him, and when they arrived at the destination, they changed into another face.
They tore up his drawing paper, threw away his sketch pens, and threw his drawing boards in the trash.
It was the first time he was bullied and the first time he was deceived.
He chose to tell the head teacher, but the head teacher was busy dealing with a fight between a classmate in the class and other classmates, and had no time for him.
After finishing the matter, the head teacher briefly asked the two boys who bullied him. The two boys refused to admit it, and said that he framed them because it was uncomfortable to see them.
The first time I was bullied, it was nothing, and the head teacher didn't blame anyone, and didn't talk to him again.
The second bullying came quickly, not a day later.
Because it is revenge, revenge him to complain.
The second time was in the toilet. They locked him in the women's toilet and bought women's underwear in advance.
They colluded with the girls they had fun with and pretended to be on the toilet to find him, and took pictures to spread his penchant for collecting women's underwear.
Since then, he has stepped on countless boats, hangs out with men all day long, and the rumor that he may have a venereal disease needs to be added to a pervert with a lingerie collection addiction.
A slutty gay man who has fucked countless men and likes to collect lingerie? It may sound a bit awkward, but it doesn't matter, the mouth spread by the crowd will help him plug this abrupt loophole.
"This also makes sense. Maybe he was rejected by a girl and then turned gay, but he is still brooding about the girl who rejected him, so he likes to collect girls' underwear."
"You're right to say so."
Red mouth and white teeth is the knife that kills without blood.
Because of the self-imagination of the two people who heard the rumor, the rumor that he was rejected by a woman and had a mental illness went viral.
He is a virus that people talk about. He has to buy mineral water by himself every day, because the faucet he has tapped will have someone say, "This tap has been tapped by Lin Jianfan. Everyone, please don't use this tap, be careful of infection!"
At the beginning, the two boys just wanted to get revenge on him. I didn't expect his dissolute mental illness to spread so fast. Maybe people always like to listen to exciting stories.
He has been continuously added to the characters such as debauchery, mental illness, and women's underwear collection addiction. The life journey of a 16-year-old teenager in high school is so "rich" and "tortuous", it is really hard to believe.
Soon after, it was rumored that he had a fetish for women's clothing, and a picture of women's clothing was passed on to everyone on his mobile phone.
He is good-looking and has always been called a handsome boy by his grandmother. His neighbors said since he was a child, "Your little Fan is so cute."
He is always one of the most favored when visiting relatives and friends. The elders liked him and thought he was cute and always pinched his face and touched his head. Peers like him, like to play with him, like to share toys with him.
Until the age of sixteen, his life was as expected by his parents in his name - what he saw was always a flowery world, but his life changed quietly when he entered high school at the age of sixteen.
He didn't know when the change started, only that some classmates kept avoiding him, staying far away from him, and the same table was also separated from his desk by a long "seam".
From a "kind-hearted classmate", he learned that it was because he was too good-looking that someone bullied him after stealing the limelight from their class.
Someone else said that he was trying to be the monitor when he started school and provoked some of his classmates, and they spread the rumors.
He also heard a saying that he stole the girlfriends of their class, so he caused so many troubles.
But he hadn't been in a relationship for 16 years, and he was always a good boy in the eyes of his grandmother.
Lonely in public and forced to grow up.
When he didn't even understand the reason for being bullied, he had tried many times to be alone in public.
Once when he was fetching hot water in the public area, someone pushed him from behind and his hands were hot. He quickly looked away when he saw the person fetching water around him.
Physical education class has to wear sports shoes, and someone wrote two big words with a marker in his shoes - bitch. Sometimes his new shoes are thrown away too, so the gym teacher punishes him for running because he doesn't have any shoes.
No one in the class made a sound, silently watching him run.
He had to sit alone in gym class, someone hit him with a basketball, and no one helped him when he was hit on the ground, all with indifferent faces.
Even in the cold winter, the school's men's bathroom was very lively. A pair of frozen red hands were flushed under the cold tap, and they let go of him until their fingers couldn't bend.
It was in that winter that he first suffered from frostbite.
He also struggled, he also resisted, but what was the use?
He told the teacher that there was nothing the teacher could do. If he told too much, the teacher thought you were annoying.
"Isn't it just because of a little fight between boys? You have to communicate more with your classmates. Your temperament is too withdrawn."
He has been loved by his companions for 16 years, he was also sunny and cheerful, and his loneliness was formed here.
Later, the head teacher was annoyed and said directly: "Why do you have to tell me anything? I'm still very busy. If there is something really wrong, why do they only bully you? And what about your clothes? It's not that you have to check it today. , do you have to wear school uniforms inside? Where's your school uniform?"
His school uniform was thrown out the window by them.
He knew that the teacher had also heard bad rumors about him. In addition, he didn't speak at school. He thought he had mental problems and always caused trouble.
He turned the distress signal to his parents. He didn't dare to tell the grandma who had been with him. Although grandma trusted him the most, he believed everything he said. He said that when he was bullied, grandma would definitely help him, but he was afraid that grandma couldn't stand it. Grandma is getting old and grandpa passed away a few years ago. She has only Guoguo to accompany her. Every day she looks forward to waiting for him to come home on Saturdays and Sundays and cook him something delicious.
His mother often handed him over to his grandmother to raise him when he was a child because of work. In the third year of junior high, my mother felt that my grandmother was too old and it was not easy to take care of him. He also grew up and could go to a boarding school, so that his grandmother did not need to take care of him, and he could get closer to his classmates and learn to live on his own. Wouldn't have thought that she would send his son to hell with her own hands.
Maybe everything was destined, and his scores could be admitted to his favorite high school, but he still compromised with his mother and went to the current boarding high school.
He couldn't communicate with the teacher. He began to tell his parents that he wanted to transfer to another school. The classmates bullied him, but the parents didn't understand. After hanging up the phone with the head teacher, my parents told him that it would be good to get used to living in the accommodation.
The lamps of hope are shattered one by one, like a very dark road with no end in sight.
In three years, it has become very long and long, and it has lasted a lifetime.
never ending.
Grandma was looking forward to seeing him on Saturday and Sunday, and he was looking forward to seeing Grandma on Saturday and Sunday.
Grandma will prepare his favorite meals and wait for him to come home, and he can make up some interesting stories at school to tell grandma.
No matter when, whether eating or watching TV, Guoguo likes to stick to his feet.
Guoguo is a very old dog, and he walks slowly, but when he sees him back, he regains his youthful vitality. Every time he goes home and opens the door, he can get its tenth-level welcome. His ostracism at school was comforted a little.
Guoguo is the name given by my grandmother, and it is also the dog that my grandmother raised since she was a child. It is said that because Guoguo is not a picky eater, when Guoguo was a child, his grandfather and grandmother argued whether he would eat a small fruit. He didn't know what the fruit was called, but grandma told him it in dialect.
Grandma guessed yes, grandpa guessed not, but grandpa lost, grandma named it Guoguo.
Grandma raised it, Guoguo should like Grandma the most, but Guoguo likes him the most. When he was a child at his grandmother's house, he could ride on Guoguo's back. He would sleep with Guoguo on the sofa and be scolded by his grandmother for not being afraid of catching a cold. He would escape with Guoguo to play...
Now Guoguo can only wait for him to come home at the door, and spend a dull life with them under the dining table and sofa.
In the ordinary life, he and Guoguo have a new secret. He would whisper to Guoguo in the room. Guoguo is very good. Holding it, it won't move, sticking out its tongue and looking at you.
He told Guoguo everything he couldn't tell others, all his unhappiness at school, and all his tears.
Whenever he cries, Guoguo will use its tongue to lick his tears, will automatically lie in his arms and act like a spoiled child, let you see it, if it really can't, it will circle around you in a hurry.
Guoguo is a master at coaxing people and can always stop his tears.
If Guoguo could understand what he said, he believed it. When he went home and closed the door, Guoguo sat on the bed and jumped to its owner's side to listen to him.
He held Guoguo to talk, and Guoguo was the object of his talk and his spiritual support, so that he would no longer think about the sudden darkness.
The light in front of me suddenly dimmed, like a day invaded by night, like a white stained by black, like a dazzling light suddenly covered with a heavy curtain, like a crying baby seeing a demon suddenly silenced.
This Wednesday, he was locked in a locker.
The sudden darkness startled him, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his back was sweating.
He doesn't get used to the dark from being locked in a closet many times, he's afraid, what he's most afraid of is the dark, because the dark will devour him.
He kept knocking on the cabinet door, the door was knocked bang, and he heard people outside laughing. The more intense the reaction, the more joyful they laughed.
They caught his fear of the dark.
He was not afraid of the dark before.
They made him fear three things—darkness, loveliness, and hearts.
When he was a child, he was often praised by his elders, but the word changed in high school, because he was forced to wear women's clothes and was praised by a group of boys as cute.
"Fuck, it's so damn good looking."
"It's not that cute."
"Cute hahahahahaha."
"Next time, get a set of maid's breasts."
"Fuck, I'm getting hard."
"Brother, be careful of sex. Illness."
Thanks to the venereal disease rumors before, no one dared to touch him, and they didn't even dare to ask for the clothes that he forced to change into women's clothes.
After changing his clothes, he walked out of the toilet. It was pitch black outside, and the sky was full of stars. Everyone went back to the dormitory. Only he was still in the teaching building.
He looked up at the starry night sky, his hair was not dry after washing, and water droplets slid down his neck into his clothes.
No one is waiting for me in front of me, only loneliness is my company.
His studies were considered good, and he was stable in the top ten. There was only one large fluctuation, and he almost fell out of the top one hundred. The teacher asked him to talk, but he did not listen to the teacher's advice and questions. The score sheet didn't think about anything.
The head that thought nothing of it thought about death after being locked in the dark cabinet again.
When the cabinet door opened, he poured out of the cabinet door and vomited as soon as he stood up.
They are still laughing without new tricks, laughing endlessly.
When they left, he saw his torn test papers and his grades plummeting, and he ran to the rooftop.
The lock on the roof of the school was faulty, and he didn't know until they took it to the roof to bully him.
This is not the first time he has run to the rooftop. He used to only dare to sit by the door and did not dare to go up, because he was afraid that he would do something stupid and jump off, but this time he ran to the edge of the rooftop and wanted to complete what he had not done before thing.
His life was bad enough, his grades were plummeting, and the world didn't seem to want to keep him at all.
He stood on the edge of the rooftop and saw people coming and going below, he imagined what it would be like to jump off?
The downstairs was noisy, and the rooftop was silent.
He looked downstairs and suddenly heard a dog bark - it was Guoguo.
He even heard his grandmother say, "Come back early."
When he turned his head happily, there was nothing.
The rooftop was still empty, but something else filled his heart.
He has no friends, and his grades have plummeted. He can take study as his friend, and study can let him go to a better distance and let him escape from here earlier.
He walked down the rooftop and thought as he went down the stairs, "I haven't had yogurt today, how can I just die like this."
He began to study more and more, all day long, and his life seemed to be nothing but study.
He has excellent grades since he was a child, but he is not always the first. He has his own learning rhythm. He does not advocate other people's walking, reading, eating and reading. In short, he spends his time reading. He likes to study with concentration, so the teacher will doubt him a bit when he gets the first place in the next exam. Because I can't feel how hard he tried.
Just unlike other students who squeezed time to review, the head teacher denied his efforts.
He knew that the head teacher had an opinion on him.
On the day he won the first place, he decided to give himself a snack to console himself for his unrecognized efforts. Some of his money was robbed, and some was hidden by him.
In the afternoon, a large number of people poured into the cafeteria, and there was a long and wide asphalt road between the teaching building and the cafeteria. Butterflies fluttered among the flowers along the roadside, and two big trees were planted beside the long bulletin board.
The wind blew, the branches swayed slightly, and the smell swayed the whole way to the dining hall.
The crowd of people on the road is like a rushing river, all flocking to the vast sea of the canteen. Lin Jianfan was caught in the middle, among the turbulent and noisy crowd. He must be the quietest and most cautious one.
The school radio broadcasts on English radio at noon. The breeze swayed and swirled, and the radio station's deep English accent, pretending to be deep, read English famous sentences aloud. The crowd pretended to arrive early for lunch, and few people would listen carefully in the noise of the crowd, and he was their loyal listener.
Walking alone on this road every day, he will keep his heart to listen, his steps are always slow, completely different from the rushing river, he is the drop of water in the river that is unwilling to move forward.
He listened attentively, turned his ears sideways, and read aloud with a different boy today. He was not used to it.
There are two or three in the crowd, and he is always alone. He talks to the fragrance of flowers in the air, talks to the shaking branches, and the broadcast he listens to every day is the only dialogue he has with people.
The voice on the radio was his only friend along the way.
His one-sided friend.
He walked at the end of the crowd, staring indifferently at the rushing river.
Their laughter, conversation, slapstick, even silence, had nothing to do with him.
He is a drop of water isolated, a drop of water isolated in a turbulent river, all the rivers melt into a ball, only he is the drop.
He thought that his drop of water would never be noticed and could only be bullied by others, but God let him know Zhu Shengquan.
Zhu Shengquan is a classmate in their class. He has always known that there is this person in their class, but he has never spoken to him.
He knew Zhu Shengquan after school on Friday, in an abandoned building to be demolished. The building is dilapidated, the walls are full of dust, and in some places there are red paint on the demolition.
They're still the same - let him change into women's clothes.
It's really not boring, he thought as he took off his shirt.
They put so many characters on him, and they are mentally ill and obsessed with women's clothing. He feels that they are the real perverts and likes to see the perversion of his women's clothes.
Watched once for novelty, second time, third time...
It is always those people who want him to wear women's clothes. He scolded in his heart: "I have a mental illness and lack of love in my heart. You have a mental illness, right? You like to watch other people's women's clothes with mental illness."
He thought that this time it was just the same "dress-up show" as in the past, and they would leave after bullying, but when someone stepped forward and touched his shoulder, he was shocked and backed away.
"You still dare to touch it, you're not afraid of getting sick, just take a look and you'll have to go home and solve it yourself." Someone persuaded the person who touched him.
That person didn't give up. It was the first time he faced this kind of lustful person, and he felt disgusted, so disgusting that he was sick to his stomach.
"Such a person has sex. The disease is also worth it." The man said with a smile.
A sixteen-year-old high school student said this.
He stepped back again and again, but the man grabbed his hand and threw him to the ground. There are four people on the other side, and the other three do not participate, but that person...
He was so frightened that he fell and backed up to the wall, grabbing the stick by the wall to defend himself.
He curled up in fear, what was he facing?
He, a boy, is facing being raped by a male classmate in his class? !
He couldn't imagine it, he thought that being bullied was the upper limit, he never thought that a boy would have to pay for his body.
He desperately defended himself with a stick, but the man kept getting closer.
His hand holding the wooden stick was trembling, trembling constantly, he was afraid, he was just a teenager.
The classmate kept getting closer, showing a greasy smile, he felt his stomach churning and wanted to vomit.
No matter what other people say about him, it’s fine to say that he is slutty, or how sassy he is. Anyway, he didn’t do it.
He was really forced to grow up again, mentally devastated.
The man approached step by step, and when he thought he was hopeless, a footstep outside the building saved him.
There was a leisurely sound of footsteps.
The people who asked him to change into women's clothes were very timid, and the sound of footsteps scared them off.
He was curled up naked, with his back against the wall, and he saw a head sticking out from outside the building.
That person is Zhu Shengquan.
Zhu Shengquan walked in and saw that he was naked. He turned his head away immediately, picked up the dirty clothes on the ground and threw them to him, and then ran away like those who had just escaped.
Zhu Shengquan is a good person, he thought while watching Zhu Shengquan running away.
Later, even if Zhu Shengquan didn't help him, he thanked him.
Zhu Shengquan was not someone who would stand up to help him, perhaps because he was afraid of being bullied. When others bullied him, Zhu Shengquan, like those people, just stood beside him without making a sound.
Zhu Shengquan only helped him that time, and then ignored him again, but he found that the way he looked at Zhu Shengquan was different from before. He didn't know why, he just felt that Zhu Shengquan was always looking at him.
He privately thought that it might be Zhu Shengquan's good intentions, and he was also happy alone, thinking that he might make a good friend.
Zhu Shengquan wore black-rimmed glasses and looked upright, which was very reassuring. He wanted to thank Zhu Shengquan for saving him that day, but he was afraid that he would find Zhu Shengquan to be seen, gossip, and implicate Zhu Shengquan.
He kept waiting, and when it was Zhu Shengquan's birthday, he secretly tried his best to give Zhu Shengquan a note.
In the agreed corner, he took out the gift prepared for Zhu Shengquan and expressed his gratitude to Zhu Shengquan for that day.
"It's okay." Zhu Shengquan took the gift and looked at him with a smile.
I seem to have a friend, he was still thinking.
Lin Jianfan only regarded Zhu Shengquan as a friend, but Zhu Shengquan's next move shattered his imagination.
Zhu Shengquan took the gift he gave and leaned down to kiss him.
kiss? !
His new friend was trying to kiss him? !
He thought that Zhu Shengquan was different from them.
It turned out that he just thought.
They are all the same.
He struggled desperately, but Zhu Shengquan forced him to retreat to the corner.
The good friend he thought was just the same pervert as the person who wanted to marry him, when he thought about it, he didn't know whether it was because of grievance or because of hatred and cried.
He kept struggling, but Zhu Shengquan said, "Don't you like me? If you like me, you should pay for me."
I like you? How do I like you?
"I don't like you!" He was so frightened that he shouted directly to Zhu Shengquan, but he was still crying.
"Why don't you like me and give me gifts?"
"I thought we were friends."
"Friend? Will a friend sneak a birthday present for him?"
Zhu Shengquan was angry. He liked Lin Jianfan. He peeked at Lin Jianfan in class, and Lin Jianfan would shyly avoid him when he saw his eyes. Isn't that liking?
His avoidance was regarded as a favorite by Zhu Shengquan, he just didn't want to be seen by others, and he just didn't want to cause him to be implicated.
Zhu Shengquan couldn't understand at all, in his world, Lin Jianfan avoided him because he liked him.
Zhu Shengquan touched his face, and Zhu Shengquan could feel him shaking.
Are you going to start again? Are you going to repeat that day again? Will anyone save him this time?
The last time was in an abandoned building with no one, are you going to be at school this time?
All Lin Jianfan had in his heart was fear and prayer.
He struggled hard, and he could only struggle hard to get out of Zhu Shengquan's shackles. His struggle made Zhu Shengquan angry, and Zhu Shengquan, who was angry, couldn't accept the fact that Lin Jianfan didn't like him, so he beat him without restraint.
Maybe he waited a little longer. In another way, Lin Jianfan might like him. People floating on the sea will always like straws, but Zhu Shengquan went the wrong way. He started to force, he started Use the violence that Lin Jianfan hates.
Zhu Shengquan regretted his impulsiveness, and showed regret after hitting someone.
"I'm sorry." Zhu Shengquan said, grabbing his arm.
But Lin Jianfan was already afraid of him, and Lin Jianfan was always on the defensive: "I'm sorry, don't hit me."
Zhu Shengquan felt distressed when he saw Lin Jianfan who was defending him so much, and a slap of regret fell on Lin Jianfan's face. Lin Jianfan's fear of him was irreversible.
What he couldn't undo was not only the violence, but also Lin Jianfan's first belief in beauty in the dark.
It turns out that they are all the same, no one is different, they are all the same. He looks forward to the same people in the distance, and the friends he makes in the future may also have such people.
Zhu Shengquan pulled Lin Jianfan and hugged him regretfully. In his arms, Lin Jianfan shivered, like staying in a cold winter. He was clearly trembling and was always in a weak position. He was hugged by Zhu Shengquan but yelled at Zhu Shengquan: "Don't touch me!"
Zhu Shengquan ignored him and tightened his arms.
"I like you, I love you, and I know you like me too." Zhu Shengquan said almost morbidly.
Zhu Shengquan knew that he was a pervert. He has an honest appearance, but he has a heart that knows how to change.
The first time he saw the photo they shared about Lin Jianfan's women's clothing, he realized that he had a crooked mind and ran to the toilet.
All his integrity masks are faked, and he collects many photos of Lin Jianfan's women's clothing. He didn't want to expose his pervertedness, he followed behind them every time and took pictures secretly. That time in the old building was not the chance encounter that Lin Jianfan thought. Seeing Lin Jianfan Quan's naked appearance, he even thought the same as the person who was close to Lin Jianfan.
He saved Lin Jianfan just because he felt that Lin Jianfan couldn't be sullied by people other than him.
Lin saw Fan crying in his arms, and his face was red and swollen after being beaten by him. Zhu Shengquan liked him like this. His hand touched Lin Jianfan's back, and Lin Jianfan scolded him for being perverted and disgusting. Everyone who could scold was scolded, but Zhu Shengquan still didn't stop.
The last time he was rescued by Zhu Shengquan, Lin Jianfan did not expect to turn around this time and be rescued by someone who had beaten him before.
Zhu Shengquan's handbook was wandering on his back, Lin Jianfan beat, kicked and scolded him, but he still couldn't stop him.
Lin Jianfan didn't know which of his actions or words had offended Zhu Shengquan, but Zhu Shengquan suddenly withdrew his hand and punched him in the stomach.
Lin Jianfan slid down the wall in pain, frowning, gritted his teeth and still hissed.
"You still want to seduce me?!" Zhu Shengquan suddenly changed his face.
Lin Jianfan didn't know why Zhu Shengquan had completely opposite changes in an instant. One second he said he liked him, and the next second he said he seduced him, but when he saw the people in his class walking towards him, Lin Jie said Seeing Fan is understandable.
Lin Jianfan laughed suddenly, the human face and the beast heart originally meant this.
He wanted to thank those who beat him, thank them for rescuing him from Zhu Shengquan's mouth.
"Lao Zhu, I didn't expect you to come here, even if you don't usually participate," the person said.
"You can't seduce someone as straight as Lao Zhu." Someone laughed at him.
"Hahahaha..." Several people laughed.
Lin Jianfan stood up and tried to escape, but he couldn't avoid a beating. He lay on the ground to protect himself with his hands, and Zhu Shengquan's fists and feet were among them.
When the few people dispersed, Zhu Shengquan looked sorry again and wanted to pull him up.
When Lin Jianfan opened Zhu Shengquan's hand, he no longer believed it.
He tried his best to escape, and Zhu Shengquan tried his best to entangle him, but he didn't dare to defend Lin Jianfan in public, so he often made a funny scene of beating him with those who bullied Lin Jianfan.
After the fight, he hoped to make up for it with an apology. He didn't know that he had opened a huge hole in Lin Jianfan's heart. The only trace of trust that Lin Jianfan had left, and the only remaining yearning for beauty, all disappeared in his two-faced faction.
Zhu Shengquan said he loved him while beating him with others. He didn't know that in Lin Jianfan's heart, he had become a violent humanoid, an unbelievable humanoid in this world, and a humanoid in the dark world.
He destroyed Lin Jianfan's hope for the world without knowing it, and was eager for Lin Jianfan to love him.
Lin Jianfan didn't know who else he could trust in this world. Grandma was old, so was Guoguo, and she was ill recently. Grandma said that Guoguo would die soon.
parents? Hehe, when Lin saw Fan laughing on the rooftop, his parents would only listen to the teacher and blame him for not being gregarious and for being withdrawn.
Guoguo was so old and it was expected that he would get sick, but Lin Jianfan didn't expect Guoguo's death to come so suddenly.
He even touched Guoguo's head when he was carrying his schoolbag to school, he was still hugging Guoguo in bed and whispering, and Guoguo was coquettish in his arms, it didn't look like he was sick at all, but his father called and told him He is dead.
Guoguo is dead? ! Lin Jianfan seemed to be still, and he watched the pillars of his life collapse.
He couldn't imagine Guoguo's death, the rubble of the world collapsing overwhelmed him.
He desperately breathed, and the strong wind on the rooftop could not save his exhausted breath.
He ran to ask the head teacher for leave. The head teacher thought it was a big deal. He heard that a dog died and immediately rejected his request for leave. No matter what Lin Jianfan said, the head teacher didn't agree with him.
The leave request was rejected again, and Lin Jianfan, who had always been patient, yelled in the office.
He scolded all the swear words he could think of. He pointed at the head teacher. The teacher next to him was startled by the sudden outburst of Lin Jianfan. Lin Jianfan seemed to want all the grievances and all the injustices and pains he suffered in this school. All cursed out.
Tears were held back by him, but they still fell. The head teacher is not a person to be reviled by others. Lin Jianfan scolded her, and she directly scolded Lin Jianfan.
Teachers and students scolded each other, several teachers pulled them away, Lin Jianfan pushed away the teacher who held him and ran to the school rooftop to cry.
Guoguo died, and when he returned home, there was no more Guoguo waiting at the door of his house, and he could no longer hold Guoguo and whisper.
The only one who can listen has left, and everything will be endured alone.
Lin saw that Fan was crying on the rooftop until his tears could not flow, so he stood up and looked downstairs.
When the head teacher scolded him back, he said, "Flies don't bite seamless eggs, why don't you think about your own problems?"
Lin Jianfan felt isolated and helpless for a moment, did he think he had done something wrong?
Why not blame the bully, but blame him first?
I did not commit any unforgivable heinous crime, nor did I violate my morality and my conscience. Why did I get such a bad reputation?
Clothes fetishes, lingerie collectors, slutty men...
Why is this world so dark?
"No one in this world can understand you, right? Only I can understand you." Lin Jianfan heard the voice of death.
Tears fell downstairs, like falling into the abyss.
He also wanted to live, but it was too painful to live.
He also wanted to jump down, but he was also reluctant.
"I don't dare." Lin Jianfan talked to the god of death.
"It's alright, jump down, everything is solved, it won't hurt, don't you want to solve it? Come and join me if you want to. I know how much you want someone to help you, but there is no one, you All you reach is darkness. Are you going to continue to live in such a world?"
"Yes, do you still want to live?" Lin Jianfan asked, looking downstairs.
Lin Jianfan looked downstairs and turned back suddenly, he heard Guoguo's cry, he heard Guoguo shouting.
Are you trying to persuade me not to? Fruit fruit?
The dried-up tears slid down again, downstairs at the speed of raindrops.
Guoguo is calling him.
"I haven't had yogurt today." Lin Jianfan muttered to himself.
His favorite drink is yogurt.
I haven't had yogurt yet, I'm going to the canteen to buy yogurt.
After struggling on the rooftop, he ran to the canteen and walked back to the classroom drinking yogurt.
The quarrel between him and the head teacher went viral after a while, and as soon as he entered the class, someone whistled at him.
Lin Jianfan took the yogurt and turned a blind eye to sit back to his seat, and before he sat down, he found that someone had written a big word with a red pen on his desk.
Lin Jianfan turned a blind eye, he bought a lot of yogurt, put it on the desk where they wrote cheap words with red pen, and drank bottle after bottle.
He drank three or four boxes of yogurt amid the roars and laughter of his classmates. The cold, sticky yogurt ran down his throat, suppressing his heart.
He drank yogurt like crazy, Zhu Shengquan didn't move in his seat, he didn't even laugh, and he sat in his seat as if he was blending into the crowd.
Lin Jianfan chuckled with a yogurt straw in his mouth. The people who laughed at him in the class chuckled when they saw that he was not afraid, and walked over to throw away the yogurt on his table, and the yogurt box fell to the ground.
Lin Jianfan didn't seem to see it, so he picked up a bottle of yogurt on the ground without any reaction and continued drinking.
"Fuck you!" The man grabbed him by the collar and lifted him to a table in the center of the classroom, when the head teacher entered the classroom.
"What are you doing! It's the other way around!"
The man let go of Lin Jianfan, and Lin Jianfan fell down without standing up, hitting Zhu Shengquan's desk and chair.
Zhu Shengquan's schoolbag fell out, revealing a corner of the photo in the book. Anyone who has seen this photo knows that this is a photo of Lin Jianfan's women's clothing.
This is the one that Zhu Shengquan is most satisfied with. He only brought this one to school, and he did not dare to bring more, for fear of being discovered, the rest were kept at home and hidden.
Seeing only a corner, Lin Jianfan already felt that the yogurt he had just drank was spinning in his stomach.
He looked at Zhu Shengquan, but Zhu Shengquan looked away with a guilty conscience.
Lin Jianfan chuckled again, he walked to the classroom window, he just wanted to go home, he just wanted to go home to see Guoguo, even if it was Guoguo's body.
There were many onlookers outside the classroom door, the door was blocked, and his only way out was the window behind him.
He glanced out the window, the building was not high, it was only the third floor, the tall one should be on the top floor, but this time I don't know why it was on the third floor.
Lin Jianfan opened the window. A gust of wind blew from outside the window, blowing the boy's hair and shirt, bringing with it the summer heat that was about to rain. He seemed to be bewitched by the wind, and when he looked around, he was full of mocking and ugly faces.
He suddenly climbed up on the window sill. This action scared the head teacher and shouted: "Lin Jianfan, what are you doing? Come down, this is not fun! Come down!"
Some classmates who are not afraid of the sky and the earth are still laughing: "If you want to jump off the building, do you have the courage? This place is not high, it's only two or three floors, you have to jump to the top of the building."
There is a strong wind outside the window, and there are demons in the house. He stepped on the window lattice, and the wind from spring and summer was blowing his hair.
The demon was still roaring, he wanted to blow the wind, so he opened the window and jumped in.
Like a bird flying, like a kite falling.
He didn't jump down in an escape posture, he landed on his back, in a posture of wanting to see Guoguo, hoping to go to heaven and whisper to Guoguo.
When Lin saw Fan disappeared from the window, the class panicked and exclaimed.
The body did not imagine the pain of hitting the concrete floor, and he fell into the bushes beside the teaching building.
The branches of the low bushes cut through his skin, pierced into his flesh and blood, and the red of the blood dripped into the green under him. Lin Jianfan was lying in the red and green. The pain in the limbs and the remaining consciousness, he saw countless panicked heads sticking out of the window and the cloudy sky, his cheeks gradually moistened.
The dull rain finally fell.