butterfly light sleep deep blue sea

Chapter 15
Wen Xinai was looking at the notes in the last class. Someone walked by her and knocked her pencil case to the ground. The zipper of the pencil case was not closed, and the pen fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, and then someone walked away Come over, step on the pink pencil case with one foot, leaving a big footprint.

Neither of them said sorry, just smiled and ran away.

Recently, such things seem to be happening more and more. I thought it was an accident, but now it seems that it is not.

Because of the busy schedule, no one deliberately picked on her during this time. Everyone just isolated her. Compared with the experience in junior high school, this is much better. However, something is different recently. Everyone intentionally or unintentionally I am embarrassing her, especially girls.The class representative who distributed the textbooks always refused to send her homework books. She found them in the drawer of the desk several times, and a few pages were torn; The most irritating thing is that once such words were written on the blackboard, the teacher asked for a long time but no one admitted it.

She didn't know what was wrong, but she felt a strong hostility from the surroundings.

"It's her, it's her," someone stood at the door and whispered softly during lunch in the classroom, "It's the girl who seduced Song Zihe, look at the tattoo on her neck, she is not a serious person."

Hearing the words "Song Zihe", Wen Xin'ai was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to look over, but there were two girls pointing at her, as if they were senior students, how could they come here, because there was no It is not the same teaching building.

One of the more beautiful girls saw her looking at them, gave her a hard look, and said to her, "You are Wen Xin'ai?"

Wen Xinai put down her chopsticks and nodded inexplicably: "Are you looking for me?"

"Come out." The girl's tone was cold, and she stood at the door and waved to her.

Wen Xinai felt that she was not kind, so she hesitated for a while before going out, but she kept some distance from the girl. Seeing her appearance, the girl smiled contemptuously: "I let you come out to save face and say, do it!" What? I won't eat you again."

Wen Xinai glanced at the people coming and going in the corridor, and thought, if you want to say something bad, there will be fewer people in the classroom, so you don't care, and said: "If you want to say something, just say it directly."

"Okay, let me just say it straight," the girl looked Wen Xin'ai up and down with contempt in her beautiful eyes and said, "What I want to say is that Song Zihe is an excellent person, and you are not worthy of her at all. The school's reputation has always been good, please don't ruin his reputation and discredit him."

"Slander? I don't understand what you mean?" A girl she didn't know suddenly mentioned Song Zihe, but what do these words mean now?Wen Xinai had no idea what she was talking about.

"Look at this," the girl snatched a few pieces of paper from another companion and threw them in front of her, "I posted it on a school forum some time ago, but it's blocked now, but it doesn't matter, I'll post it, you See for yourself." Saying that, he gave Wen Xin'ai a hard look, turned around and left.

Wen Xinai stood there in a daze and took a long time to pick up the paper on the ground.

A high school girl lives with the school's first dream lover, Song Zi, and the senior community

Under the bold title, there is actually a photo below, which is blurry because it is printed. Wen Xinai looked at it for a long time before realizing that the people in the photo were actually her and Song Zihe, who was Song Zihe when she had her menstrual period last time. The photo of Zihe supporting himself, from the photo, it looks like two people are walking in an intimate embrace, and the text is added to make it more credible. The following groups are all photos taken at that time.

what happened?She looked at those pieces of paper in surprise. She didn't know when they were photographed, and those words, everything was not true, but they were conclusive. It wasn't like this. What's the matter, living together?God, how can there be such a serious slander?No wonder everyone has been embarrassing her for the past few days, calling her a "slut, vixen". Did Song Zihe also know about this, so he didn't like talking to her very much during this time?Could it be that there are also people who have troubled him these days?

They didn't live together, really, he just tutored himself.

Wen Xinai stood blankly in the corridor, ignoring the eyes of the people around her. In fact, she didn't care about anything, but she changed from a bad girl to a slut, and she just got an ugly nickname. She didn't care, but Song Zi and have been treated the same?

She remembered what the girl said just now: "Song Zihe is an excellent person. You are not worthy of her at all. He has always had a good reputation in school. Please don't ruin his reputation and discredit him."

She only felt "buzzing" in her head, the paper in her hand was crumpled into a ball, and she entered the classroom numbly, only to see that someone threw several chalk stubs into the lunch box that she had eaten just now, and the food It was covered with a layer of chalk dust, so she simply closed the lunch box and stuffed it into the desk.

The lunch break is still very long, she can't sit still, Song Zihe will definitely hate her even more because of this incident, he is a role model for teachers and students, but because of her, he is misunderstood and lives with others, others will How do you look at him, the blow should be much heavier than yourself?

She found out the paper just now and read it again, then pulled it into a ball again, should she explain to others, at least to Song Zi and the people in the class, that there is no such thing, it is pure rumor?

During the lunch break, Song Zihe usually lie on the desks in the classroom for a while after eating. High school is not like junior high school, especially in the second year of high school. The lunch break is not very noisy. Most people will seize the lunch break and read hard , but very quiet in the classroom.

So the sudden noise made him, who was only in a light sleep, frowned slightly, and someone even patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you doing?" He didn't like to be disturbed the most when he was sleeping, so the "what are you doing" was very impatient, but he still opened his eyes and turned to look at the person who patted him on the shoulder.

The man smiled strangely and pointed to the door. He narrowed his eyes and looked over.

Wen Xin'ai gasped and stood at the door, as if she had rushed over, holding a few pieces of paper in her hand, she looked like a little daisy alone in the cold wind, shy and flustered, but unexpectedly determined.

He suddenly lost his sleepiness. It seemed that he had never seen her come to this teaching building. Was he looking for him or something?He kept his face and didn't say hello to Wen Xin'ai, just looked at her.

Wen Xinai had already seen Song Zihe, and her courage suddenly weakened a little after seeing him. Everyone in the classroom was looking at her. He suddenly lost his confidence and wanted to turn around and run away. He was habitually low. When she turned her head, she saw the paper in her hand again, bit her lip, and finally did not rush out the door.

"Classmate, what's the matter with you?" In fact, everyone knew that she was the one involved in such a big news, but there were still people who asked Wen Xinai deliberately.

"I," Wen Xinai lowered her head, "I'm here to clarify one thing."

"The person who ruined our class monitor's reputation dares to come. How shameless, what are you talking about, what is there to say?" A girl next to her said in a high voice.

"I didn't destroy it," Wen Xin'ai raised her eyes, her black and white eyes were full of panic, but there was indescribable firmness, "I didn't destroy her." She said it again.

Even if she said such words too firmly, she seemed pale, everyone in the classroom couldn't help but sneered, and Wen Xin'ai stood at the door as if she had taken root, but there was no other more convincing words.

"Damn, Zihe, you really like this kind of girl, she looks good, but why is she a little silly?" Chen Kangnan walked behind Song Zihe and said.

Song Zihe didn't answer, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, as if he was waiting, and seemed a little bored.

He already knew about the posting, and he explained it to the head teacher who talked to him. Because of his good looks, there have always been rumors surrounding him since junior high school and even elementary school. Wen Xinai was hit as hard as he thought, and if there was nothing wrong, they could let them pass it on however they wanted.

He always believed that rumors only belonged to wise men, but he never thought that Wen Xin'ai would come here. This seemed to affect his emotions far more than that post, and seeing the girl who was silent at this time, he was tempted to rush forward to pull her The urge to go out and scold her, the more you explain something, the worse the situation should be, right?However, if he really went up, wouldn't it make so many people who watched the theater look more hidden?
"It's all destroyed, what's the use of saying this? Thank God that you don't pester our class monitor anymore, you girl is really a *." Behind it is a curse word, the person who said it didn't say it, just mouthed it , but everyone knows what curse words that are.

Some people laughed gleefully.

Wen Xin'ai didn't seem to hear it, her soft hair covered most of her face, she was in a panic and didn't know what to do, and the sarcasm and ridicule around her made her feel like a pinprick, but she squeezed those few tightly Paper, if you refuse to turn around and run away, it should be useless to run away, right?Even Song Lehe would look down on her, right?So everyone thought she would continue to stand like a root, or run away crying, but she slowly walked to the middle of the podium, and the laughing person stopped laughing.

"I am Wen Xin'ai from Class 29 of the first year. I live in Room 3004, No. [-], Tiantong Community, which is the community mentioned in the post. That is my home. I live with my parents. You can come to my house at any time. "She held the podium with her hand, her voice was as thin as usual, but it seemed to be full of strength, "Song Zihe is my tutor hired by my father. He comes three times a week. When I come, my mother will be at home. I really like it. Song Zihe has always liked me, but he doesn't like me, never, because I have poor grades, I'm annoying, and I have ugly birthmarks, so the things on the post don't exist, and it has nothing to do with Song Zihe ,That's it."

She finished these words calmly and slowly, and before everyone could react, she slowly walked off the podium, and then went out, no one noticed that her whole body was shaking, and when she walked out, her eyes suddenly filled with tears Can't live.

Song Zihe stood there in a daze, his eyes still looking at the podium, as if Wen Xin'ai was still standing there, it took him a long time to react, and he heard Yan Xiaoqing scold: "It's like a toad wants to eat swan meat."

There was something in his heart churning uncontrollably, he clutched his chest, there was an overly rapid beating, he pressed down hard, trying to control the overly fast beating, only to realize that he was doing useless work only when he felt the pain.

It seemed that something was lost in an instant, which made him unable to recover for a while, unable to think clearly.

"I'll clarify for you on the spot, that girl is very bold." It was Chen Kangnan who patted him on the shoulder again.

"Squad leader, that girl has a tattoo and she looks like a bad girl, do you really have a crush on her?" Someone behind said.

"It's strange. Since you said you liked the squad leader on the spot, you're really shameless." Someone immediately answered for Song Zihe.

"Are you enough?" Almost suddenly, Song Zishou slammed his hand on the desk loudly, and his eyes swept over the frightened people, "It's up to you whether I like her or not." What's up?"

No one has ever seen Song Zihe like this. Although he is indifferent, he has always been silent and quiet. No one in his classmates has seen him get angry for two years, but it is unexpectedly frightening. The whole classroom is suddenly silent.

(End of this chapter)