A figure stepped out of the crowd and came to Jiang Xiaozhen's side.
"I have something to do with you, can you come here?"
She turned and looked into a pair of light brown eyes.
His back was facing the warm afternoon sun, and the light poured down along his hair and outline.
Jiang Xiaozhen was stunned.
He Yu stretched out his hand towards her, when his fingertips almost touched her shoulder.
Jiang Xiaozhen took a step back.
She glanced at the crowd behind her, the voices that she tried to ignore before... so many people had already gathered.
Jiang Xiaozhen lowered her head and sucked her nose twice.
When she raised her eyes again, the annoying pride in her eyes returned.
"I have nothing to say to you."
They drew the line as he wished.
She walked away with the table on her shoulders, like a thug carrying a heavy weapon, with a straight waist and infinite majesty.
The onlookers made way for her.
He Yu didn't chase after him. In fact, he didn't quite understand what he was doing just now.
However, looking at Jiang Xiaozhen's back, he still felt uncomfortable, and an indescribable sense of guilt overwhelmed him.
Jiang Xiaozhen does not intend to replace her desk that has been painted over.
There was no teacher in the Academic Affairs Office, so she took the desk to the Administration Department. The uncle administrator over there is very experienced in repairing things, and he helped her repair the desk with a few clicks.
"Can this work?" Even though he repaired it himself, the uncle is not sure: "I think you should go to the Academic Affairs Office to get a new one."
Jiang Xiaozhen didn't agree with him, and after thanking him repeatedly, she moved the desk back to the classroom.
If she still has the strength to fight, she will continue to fight.
Jiang Xiaozhen's body should not be cleaned up by herself.
When teachers of each subject enter the classroom for class, they will see that conspicuous desk.
Without using her arms or books to block the line "Get out of Class 4, Grade 1", Jiang Xiaozhen showed everyone the evidence that she had been bullied.
The teacher asked: "Jiang Xiaozhen, what happened to your desk?"
In front of the whole class, Jiang Xiaozhen replied loudly: "It was written by the students in Class 4, Senior 1."
Countless vicious eyes were cast on her.
No one can be hated more than Jiang Xiaozhen.
After class, the entire Class 1 and 4 of senior high school were all detained and reprimanded except for Jiang Xiaozhen. This matter was even reported to the dean and Duan Zhang, and they also came.
Everyone believed that Jiang Xiaozhen was the one who filed the complaint. If she had the time, she would, but she had already spent a noon fixing the desks.
Jiang Xiaozhen thought that some teacher invited the dean and Duan Zhang here.
When the students in the class were reprimanded, she picked up her unsteady chair and went to the management department again.
The chair was not as badly damaged as the table, so I asked the uncle to borrow the toolbox, so she could try to see if she could repair it herself.
After a few words with the administrator, someone came from outside.
Jiang Xiaozhen turned her head and saw He Yu.
She was speechless: this person is the number one person who likes to see her jokes, why is he here again
Borrowing the toolbox, Jiang Xiaozhen walked around him without looking sideways.
Moving the chair out, she found a secluded place to repair it.
A figure following her cast a black patch on the ground in front of her.
"Jiang Xiaozhen, you have to find a solution."
Jiang Xiaozhen turned to the other side.
It's a pity that he couldn't hide from his shadow, but couldn't hide from his voice, He Yu asked persistently.
"You repaired the tables and chairs, do you want to continue using them?"
"right."
Jiang Xiaozhen waved the hammer in her hand, her voice was dry and hard.
"I'm going to use them every day, so that people who don't like me will continue to look at me."
"They see you as a thorn in the side, what good is it for you?"
He Yu squatted down, squatted next to her, and seriously suggested: "Talk to the class teacher and transfer classes."
Jiang Xiaozhen turned her head and glared at him.
Her eyes are fierce, full of disbelief. It seemed that the kind of pecking rooster had spread its wings and was ready to attack.
"It's impossible to transfer classes. It's not me who did the wrong thing. I won't get out of Class 1 and 4 as they wish. Your words are the same as what my head teacher said before. He knew that people in the class escaped because they hated me. On the 1st, I want to change to be a health commissioner. I will not agree, I have done nothing wrong, and I will not accept any punishment."
The person next to him was silent for a few seconds.
Then, he let out a long sigh.
He Yu said something that almost made Jiang Xiaozhen cry.
He asked, "So you won't get hurt?"
Exposing his bloody wounds, being at the bottom of the valley, trying to drag others in.
However, if the wound is not bandaged, how will it recover
Waiting at the bottom of the valley, isn't it cold
In that case, will you feel better
"You are the least qualified to say such a thing!"
Jiang Xiaozhen dropped the hammer and pushed He Yu hard.
He didn't have the strength to resist, and was directly pushed to the floor by her.
"You call me ugly!"
"You look down on me!"
"You are like everyone else!"
He Yu rubbed his aching tailbone and got ready to scold Jiang Xiaozhen for being mentally ill.
Before he could stand up, he saw the water drop hit the concrete floor, spreading out a small trace.
He Yu didn't dare to look up at Jiang Xiaozhen's face, maybe that would be better.
she cried.
"I try so hard to be pretty and cute, why do you laugh at me because I look ugly, because my family has no money and looks down on me."
The aggrieved cry, the aggrieved sniffling sound, she cried with all her might, but she was already defeated.
The chest seemed to be pressed tightly by a stone, and she couldn't even breathe.
"Tell me, being ugly, fat, poor, and having no friends, is there any point in this that can make you despise me, exclude me, and hate me?"
Seeing her finally crying, and crying like this, He Yu figured out many things in an instant.
"Do you mind? You are ugly, fat, poor, and have no friends." He asked a question that he didn't seem to want to do at all.
He Yu didn't comfort her, and didn't hand her a tissue.
His voice was calm and without warmth, as if he was not moved by her tears at all.
Jiang Xiaozhen cried until her mind went blank.
"Obviously," He Yu already replied, "If you don't mind, you won't yell at me anymore."
Yes, she minds.
The usual Jiang Xiaozhen collapsed visibly to the naked eye.
As if shedding a layer of skin, her whole body turned gray. Shrugging her shoulders, hanging her head, covering her face, and standing crookedly, she collapsed, sad, and cried loudly.
The pride and self-esteem that was used as a defense no longer exists.
He Yu did not provide her with a buffer space, a hole in the ground where she could hide.
Instead, he gave chase and hooked the deserter.
She was right, he was the number one person who liked to see her jokes.
"You don't mind being ugly, having no money at home, and having no friends even though you're trying to be likable." He read it all and confirmed it according to her reaction.
"You ask me, why do they become a reason to despise you. Why do you use these same reasons to despise yourself? Jiang Xiaozhen, since I saw you again, you have been torn apart. I have been wondering Where does the sense of tearing come from, until just now, I heard you question me like that."
Her crying stopped, and a pair of tearful eyes looked at him viciously, trying to put the shell back on herself.
She failed.
"You're learning from your younger self, aren't you?"
Those clear brown eyes reflected Jiang Xiaozhen's distress.
He bluntly said: "But what you learned is really not like it at all."
"At that time, you were confident, and you were a real daughter. You were ignorant because you were spoiled by your parents and hadn't grown up yet. But now, you have understood the ways of the world. You can read the contempt in other people's eyes and learn to feel inferior .”
"I have no inferiority complex!" Jiang Xiaozhen struggled weakly.
He Yu asked: "If not, what do you need to pretend?"
She has nothing to say.
"You wear a princess dress, pretend to be confident, pretend not to be afraid of other people's teasing eyes, and feel good about yourself."
"Your family is poor, you pretend to be rich, and you dare not see your dad at school. Last time I said this, you defended yourself. But when you brag to your friends, you don't realize for a moment that they will misunderstand you as a rich lady." Is it? I don't believe it. If you still say it knowingly, then you are pretending out of vanity. "
"Others hate you, you pretend that you have not been hurt, pretend that you don't care what others think, and bite the bullet so that you don't hide."
"do not talk."
Interrupting him with a cold voice, she wants to leave this place.
He Yu grabbed her wrist.
"You don't want me to tell you, because you can't face yourself ugly, your family is poor, you are no longer a princess, and you don't want to admit that the mocking eyes will hurt you. You put on loopholes and force yourself to do what you want Provoking disgust, while feeling inferior and depressed because of your incompatibility. Then you can't even walk the path of being hated like you did when you were a child."
Jiang Xiaozhen looked at He Yu and laughed at herself.
"You're right, okay?"
She closed her eyes, wrinkled her nose, and was about to cry again: "Let me go."
"Are you going to leave and return to the previous state? Jiang Xiaozhen, you really should wake up."
He let go of her hand.
Jiang Xiaozhen's black-rimmed glasses were too old to look at, and so was her tear-stained face.
He Yu looked around, but he didn't bring a tissue.
She had no choice but to wipe away the tears on her chin with her sleeve.
crying like this...
really...
"It's wrong to look down on you because of factors you can't decide."
He wiped and wiped, and her tears flowed again.
He Yu lowered his voice, but the words he said were still so bad that it made people cry.
"But do you know that looking down on and hating you are subjective. You don't need a reason to hate you. Even if the hate is wrong and shouldn't exist, no one will sentence him. He has prejudice against you, Should hate you, still hate you."
"And what you just said about disliking you is not enough. The most annoying thing about you is your character. I hate your character, how you behave in the world, and I hate being aboveboard. I despise you reasonably .”
Jiang Xiaozhen patted his hand away, not needing his hypocritical sympathy.
"Then you hate it, why are you still talking to me? You talk a lot of nonsense."
The person who spoke at length just now suddenly lost his language.
At a loss, he also asked himself in his heart: Why
"I have no idea."
In the end, He Yu said, "I can't look at you like this."
…
Do you remember the lunch break in preschool.
Jiang Mingzhen, who didn't take a nap, was caught by her aunt and ordered to stand outside as punishment.
He Yu at that time really hated her so much. She broke his watercolor pen, treated him like a puppy, and told people not to play with him, and he swore to draw a clear line with her.
However, he saw Jiang Mingzhen's back after being called out to stand for punishment.
Clothes untucked, no slippers.
He Yu lifted the quilt and ran out voluntarily to stand with her for punishment.
No reason, he didn't think about why.
I just want to help her put her shoes on.