Love Letters

In the girls' restroom, there was a water tank that seemed to be leaking, and it kept dripping, which was very annoying.

"I have to go to class, why don't you go?"

He Miao glanced at the girls in front of him; they were all familiar faces.

The tallest one is Mao Min, who is about 1.7 meters tall and has many tattoos on her body.

The shortest one is Wang Qian, who is less than 1.6 meters tall. She has many earrings on her ears, making her look cool and impressive.

There is also Lin Zhiya, who is a little chubby and looks honest, no different from other students.

However, she was the one who hit people the hardest, with great force, accuracy and cruelty.

He Miao was fortunate enough to experience that although it was an accidental injury, her arm was directly dislocated.

They are students from Class 25, the rumored cancer of the school, the scum of the class, the gangsters of society...

He Miao just has poor grades and doesn't study well, but he is different from those who really fight with others.

In the past, in order to blend in with them, she also tried to get earrings and tattoos, but later gave up because she thought it was too expensive.

They used to keep watch for each other when they climbed over the wall to go out.

All I can say is that sooner or later you will have to pay for what you have done.

"There's no point in you attacking me because I can't fight back."

They were strong in numbers, so He Miao could only give in and slide down to his knees.

Mao Min and the others felt a little uncomfortable as they kicked cotton.

"He Miao, we climbed over the wall together and left, but you sneaked back in by yourself."

"Yes, we were all punished."

"I heard that you are studying hard now. Does that mean we are the ones being taken advantage of?"

The three men approached He Miao, looking as if they were going to give her a good beating.

"My parents were called in, I was beaten in the office, and on Monday I had to do exercises and self-criticism on the podium in front of all the teachers and students in the school."

He Miao couldn't help but curl his fingers, looking lost.

"Who among you is as miserable as me?"

“Hit…hit?”

Mao Min was a little surprised, "You actually hit someone?"

"Fight in front of so many people?"

"Oh my god, this is too embarrassing. It feels worse than being punished."

"It would be more painful for me to admit my mistakes in front of everyone than for me to die."

Seeing their refusal, He Miao became more and more excited, "Not only that, I also wrote a self-criticism, and I also have to maintain class hygiene for a month."

As if recalling something sad, He Miao sighed and suddenly confronted them, "Mao Min, Wang Qian, Lin Zhiya, study hard. It's very miserable to work in a factory."

He Miao suddenly confronted them.

He Miao remembered that they entered the factory later and were immediately targeted by the leaders there because they were arrogant and difficult to manage.

"You work overtime day and night in the factory and you don't get paid much. The boss scolds you every day and then deducts your salary."

He Miao's description is vivid and descriptive, with a kind of beauty that doesn't care about anyone's life or death.

"Did Xu Mobai break your brain?"

The person who was yelling "Study? Study shit!" a few days ago suddenly said she wanted to take the college entrance exam and advised them to do it together...

"What are we learning? Are we that kind of people with brains?"

"To be honest, you were all in school back then, and I gave you the chance, but you didn't use it!"

Several people's minds were all focused on the study she mentioned.

He Miao took the opportunity to run, his legs moving very fast.

When he was almost at the door, Mao Min pulled him back.

With her long legs and arms, she immediately blocked the door, completely blocking it.

"I see where you are going..."

"What are you doing?"

A cold scolding from the door interrupted their words and actions.

"Monitor!"

He Miao seemed to have seen a savior, and suddenly pushed Mao Min away and hid behind Chen Fangfang.

"who are you?"

Mao Min suddenly took a few steps forward, his mouth raised to the sky, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Don't mess with the good students in class one."

Lin Zhiya pulled her sleeve.

"What are you afraid of? It's just......"

"Her uncle is from the police department."

Wang Qian also began to persuade her.

"Let's go. Don't bother with her."

Before they left, they did not forget to threaten He Miao, "He Miao, don't let us run into you again next time."

"You and them..."

"Unfamiliar."

She is mentally mature now and will not be overwhelmed by the whole thing, but she is definitely no match for them.

If Chen Fangfang hadn't come, she would have definitely been slapped and splashed with water.

She had suffered from school bullying before, and after that she began to dislike studying, became less and less focused on her studies, and could not keep up with the teacher's progress, and her grades plummeted.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"join if you can't beat them", He Miao also became a "scoundrel" in the eyes of the teacher.

This series of effects were the factors that led her to finally give up the college entrance examination and go into the factory.

I hated going to school, so I went to work in a factory. The management model was exactly the same as in school. I spent my whole life learning it.

He Miao approached Chen Fangfang and said, "Thank you, squad leader."

"You're welcome, you should thank the school..."

Chen Fangfang suddenly changed the subject, as if she remembered something, and said, "Study...school."

"By the way, squad leader, how did you know I was in the toilet?"

"I...I was going to the bathroom, too."

As she said this, she hurried in.

The class monitor, Chen Fangfang, stutters and speaks incoherently when she gets nervous, and doesn't look like a top student at all.

She has good grades and is an honest person, a typical good student.

But...she is ruthless in managing the class. People in the class call her the gender-reversed version of "Hu Datu". She is definitely the boss of the class.

.......

When they were one meter away from the classroom, He Miao became intimidated when he saw Chen Fangfang walking in through the front door of the classroom with confidence.

Coming from the classroom, someone is discussing curve motion knowledge points.

It was physics class, the subject that He Miao was least good at.

The physics teacher is still that old-fashioned Yang Tiandi...

After hesitating for a long time, she squatted down and moved forward to go in through the back door.

Listening to the sound of writing on the blackboard, He Miao moved faster and finally arrived

Although her seat was in the last row, it was far from the door.

And if you want to get in, you have to go through Xu Mobai...

Xu Mobai's long legs are very eye-catching.

Comparing it with his own... He Miao let out a disdainful click and continued walking.

As if sensing something, she suddenly looked up.

Instantly, the two men's eyes met.

Because of her posture and angle, she could clearly see the red rope on his wrist.

Like the blood vessels in his fair skin, or more like a cut, bright and juicy...

She was squatting and he was sitting, separated by an aisle that was neither wide nor narrow.

She raised her eyes and met his. Their gazes met and the air stagnated for a moment.

During this quiet and long gaze, she couldn't help but hold her breath, her fingertips slightly curled up, as if even the air around her was still.

She looked at him subconsciously, and then she realized that his eyes had moved to her at some point.

His eyebrows were dark and slightly cold, and the star-like sunlight fell on the corners of his eyes, but it did not soften them at all. It was straightforward and unrestrained, with a hint of scrutiny.

"He Miao!"

"what?"

He Miao, who was in a trance, heard someone calling her and responded subconsciously by standing up.

I didn't realize that I was squatting on the ground and not in my seat...