Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

The penguin icon on the computer screen flashed for the whole morning. After finishing two sets of test papers, Ji Shulang put down his pen, stretched his stiff neck, and clicked it.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Ji Shumiao knocked on the door and came in, but was almost blown down by Ji Shulang who was leaving like a whirlwind.

"I'm going to go out for a while, don't wait for me."

"Where are you going?"

Ji Shulang didn't answer her and had already left the house.

Ji Shumiao stood there in confusion, and caught a glimpse of the computer screen out of the corner of his eye: "You didn't turn it off, so I accidentally took a look, and it's not considered an invasion of your privacy."

Ji Shumiao took small steps over. It was a girl living on campus talking in Ji Shulang's class group. She was talking about... Gao Mandong committing suicide? !

[On Friday, I heard her arguing with someone in the laundry room, and they almost got into a fight.]

[You committed suicide because of this? You are too fragile, right? ]

[He usually seems to be quite cheerful, how come...]

[My aunt is a psychiatrist. She said that people who commit suicide due to depression are often the ones who look sunny.]

[It shouldn’t be because of a quarrel. I heard from the dormitory aunt that she left school on Friday night and went home. She was fine when she left. She came back early on Saturday night and seemed normal. She even gave the aunt a big mango. But when she returned to the dormitory, she locked herself in the toilet and cut her wrists.]

[Luckily, her roommate had a quarrel with her family and returned to the dormitory early, so she found out.]

[Amitabha, did she also have a quarrel with her family? ]

……

There are no teachers in this group. It should have been created privately by students. The discussions are endless, and they talk about all kinds of things, including Ji Shulang.

After reading it, Ji Shumiao felt mixed emotions.

Ji Shulang's driver was on leave today. He ran out of the community, hailed a taxi, and went to the nearest Grade A hospital near the school.

In the ward, Xu Jinhuan sat beside the bed, peeling an apple and talking to himself.

"You really scared me to death. My legs turned into noodles last night. I don't even know how I got to the hospital..."

"Professor Xu went home to cook for us. Mom wanted to help, but luckily the school called her back because of something, otherwise we would have to go to the gastroenterology department."

……

She is not a noisy or talkative person, and she is not very good at finding things to talk about.

She wanted to cheer up her best friend, but the person lying on the hospital bed didn't respond at all. His tired eyes were dazed and even his breathing was barely noticeable for fear of disturbing others.

Xu Jinhuan looked back at the bumpy apple he was peeling with a look of disappointment, and said softly, "I didn't ask the head teacher to contact her..."

The head teacher wanted to contact Gao Mandong's mother, but was stopped by Xu Jinhuan. She knew that she couldn't let that person come. Xu Jinhuan, who couldn't convince the head teacher, cried breathlessly. Her parents felt sorry for their two children and took all the responsibilities on themselves. After much persuasion, the head teacher temporarily agreed.

Tears blurred his eyes and fell on the sweet-smelling apple. Xu Jinhuan gritted his teeth and cut it hard with his right hand.

"I cut my hand, Dongdong, look, it's bleeding..."

Gao Mandong finally responded to the crying call. Her eyes slowly focused, and she sat up stiffly, pulling out the toilet paper on the bedside table and pressing on her to stop the bleeding.

"I'm sorry... I'm still causing you trouble."

Gao Mandong spoke, his voice hoarse and weak.

"No, Dongdong. We are best friends, you said..."

Gao Mandong interrupted her and said, "I am such a bad person, I shouldn't have a friend as good as you."

Tears fell on their clasped hands, and it was impossible to tell whose they were.

"Should I? You already have one... It was you who said we would be best friends for life..."

Gao Mandong laughed, and her smile was uglier than crying: "Actually, I had selfish motives when I saved you."

The most vulnerable to bullying in school are those who are taciturn and shy to express themselves. When Gao Mandong was first brought to Beijing by his mother, he was not able to enroll in school due to various practical problems and was sent to an informal private school.

Most of the students in this school are children of migrant workers who are temporarily unable to attend public schools. There are 50 to 60 students in a class. The teachers are either in their 70s or 80s with gray hair, or they have only graduated from high school and teach pinyin in dialect. Even so, there are only two teachers in a class, so naturally they cannot take care of so many students.

Newcomers are always bullied, and new skinny girls can't escape it until the next one comes along.

"How can they bully you and not others? I worked so hard to bring you out of the poor mountain valley. Don't make trouble for me. You are going there to study hard..."

Gao Mandong: "I knew she was unreliable, so I had to find a way myself. I found out that they were all afraid of the principal's wife, a very fierce female teacher in the school, so I deliberately got very close to that teacher, crawled on the ground to pick up the ring that fell in the crack for her, served her tea and water, and praised her beauty in different ways every day..."

There are some things that little girls can always do with twice the result with half the effort and in a convincing way.

The teacher soon fell in love with her and transferred her to his class. For the next six months, no one in the school bullied her anymore.

"That teacher likes to punish students physically, and she has all kinds of ways to do it. She turns off the fan in the middle of summer and makes everyone squat under their desks, or makes classmates slap each other. But every time she sends me away in advance to run errands. You see, being likable can have benefits."

The next year, Gao Mandong went to a public school, where he immediately won the favor of his class teacher and became the class monitor.

At that time, Xu Jinhuan was experiencing a collective life for the first time. She did not go to kindergarten, but was taught by her elders at home. Facing the unfamiliar environment and many classmates, she was timid and at a loss. Haiyun's mother specially filled her schoolbag with snacks and asked her to share them with her classmates, hoping that she could make new friends, but on the first day of school, Xu Jinhuan did not even have the courage to take them out.

"In fact, I noticed you on the first day of school. You're very pretty, and... the stationery you use is also very pretty. For the same school uniform, others would buy something a little bigger and wear it for only a year or two, but yours fits you perfectly."

"Those people bullied you, and I wanted to leave, but then I saw the snacks in your schoolbag..." Gao Mandong laughed at himself, "I just threatened those people a few times, and you regarded it as a life-saving favor."

The seven-year-old Xu Jinhuan burst into tears of gratitude. Gao Mandong thought it was fun and suggested that they become sworn brothers.

Xu Jinhuan took it seriously, and imitated Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi, pulling her to kowtow and become sworn brothers.

“I don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!”

I don't know what it means, but that's what they say on TV.

That day, Gao Mandong also achieved her goal. Without her asking for anything, Xu Jinhuan stuffed all the snacks into her hands.

Gao Mandong: "At that time, I thought it might be a good idea to be friends with you. You see, I came here for the benefits you gave me. The next day, I found that the benefits were much greater than I thought."

When Professor Xu and Haiyun's mother heard that their daughter was almost bullied at school, they went to the school the next day to deal with the matter. They used courtesy first and then force, and made those who bullied Xu Jinhuan apologize one by one.

Gao Mandong was also praised for helping her and received gratitude and love from Professor Xu and Haiyun's mother.

The principal of the school is a student of Grandpa Xu Jinhuan.

Because of this relationship, and because Xu Jinhuan and Gao Mandong were good friends, they both became the focus of all teachers and spent six happy and smooth years in elementary school.

"Do you know why I hate Ji Shumiao?"

Xu Jinhuan didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned Ji Shumiao. He was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Gao Mandong laughed at himself: "Of course I am jealous. I am going crazy with jealousy. No, I am already going crazy with jealousy."

Why doesn't she have to please anyone? Why can she laugh, scold or get angry as she pleases?

Why is she so popular among so many people without having to do anything?

"On Friday, I had an argument with someone. They cursed you very badly..." Gao Mandong lowered his eyes and looked at the tissue in his hand that was stained with her blood. "I cursed back at them. There were too many of them. They broke the basin and started to fight. I...I turned around and left."

Gao Mandong's throat seemed to be filled with a piece of rubber, and he spoke with difficulty: "I... I'm not afraid of fighting, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that after the fight, if things get out of hand..."

She didn't have the confidence to face any consequences of her impulse.

"Haha, I've rolled up my sleeves, and she's gone."

"Hahahaha, this is so funny."

“He actually left…”

Behind her was a harsh and sharp laugh. Gao Mandong's eyes turned red with hatred. She hated it so much...

She hated herself for not being Ji Shumiao, why she couldn't use the thing in her hand to smash that bitch's face flat and make her shut her mouth...

She hated herself. She hated why her life was so tiring and miserable.

She hated it, hated that no one loved her.

……

The hatred is overwhelming, but there is no place to vent it.

Gao Mandong said calmly: "The wound is quite deep, go to the nurse's station to treat it."

Xu Jinhuan: "I'm not stupid. You have selfish motives, but you also have sincerity. I can feel it."