without him, just falling in love with you

Many years later, I realized that when I saw him for the first time, I had already fallen in love with him.

The encounter between me and him was a very ordinary beginning. When he transferred to another school, the teacher arranged for me to be at the same table with him as the class monitor, to help him get familiar with the environment, and help him with his homework, so the intersection between me and him began. .

He is not particularly handsome, he is vaguely ruffian, but, how should I put it, he is very eye-catching, and his figure is as strong as a bull. Ordinary junior high school students cannot grow up to such a heaven-defying level. He is in a group of common people. The weak third-year junior high school students stand out from the crowd.

I was very oppressed sitting next to him. He didn’t say a word to me. After the teacher took him to the seat, he threw down his schoolbag and sat on the chair. I don't know if he really fell asleep or just closed his eyes and ignored people. I don't know what's going on, but there is always a sense of alienation in him.

Embarrassment flashed on my face, it wasn't my wife selling melons, although the classmates in the class couldn't say that they all liked me, at least they wouldn't be so alienated.

"Hello, my name is Wu Yue, Ji Wuyue, my mobile phone number is written here, if you want to find me, you can call this number." I still wrote my contact information on a sticky note, after thinking about it, Or write your own name, it's not about sticking your hot face to someone else's cold ass, it's just a duty.

After finally getting out of class, he leaned in the car and let out a long sigh of relief, "Young master, why do you look a little distressed, did you encounter any trouble?" Uncle Wu asked Wu Yue in the rearview mirror.

"It's okay, go home, Uncle Wu."

After most of the semester like this, he stepped into the classroom every morning, slept all morning, and didn't go to the cafeteria for lunch after lunch. In the afternoon, he either slept or read some extracurricular magazines. He would take the initiative to wake up a few minutes before the bell rang. After class, I just carry my schoolbag and go home. It’s not surprising to see such an unchanging pattern. I seem to have adapted to his existence, and I’m immune to his oppression, but I’m somewhat curious. What kind of person is he?

The first time I saw his character was on the roof. The school’s roof is very green, surrounded by high nets, flower ponds, lawns, and several half-sized trees to provide shade.

The weather in May is also annoying. Most of the dormitory students go back to the dormitory for a lunch break after lunch. When will it start, I will pay more or less attention to him. Although he does not speak in this class, he has a strong sense of presence. Many people do not dare to strike up a conversation with him. There is still an element of fear towards him, mostly because of his personality. Body shape, in fact, I am no exception. After most of the semester, I can count on ten fingers what I have said to him.

After the lunch break, students came to class one after another. Almost all the students in the class came, except him and Lu Xiaoyin. I looked around for a week and asked Xiaoyin who was at the same table, "Where did Xiaoyin go?"

He and his seatmates looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, and spread their hands, "I don't know, I didn't follow him to pick up trash." The people around laughed, and I felt uncomfortable, but I couldn't say anything, after all, he There was no disrespect on the surface.

Xiaoyin is a special existence, but he is not on the same level as him. He is a feared existence, while Xiaoyin is a bullied existence.

In a group of aristocratic schools, Xiaoyin is an impoverished student admitted with an exception. Because the school wants to earn money and also have a reputation, Xiaoyin is a victim of this school. Although tuition fees and food expenses are exempted, she has to endure being excluded. Pain outside.

I know that Xiaoyin picks up waste during lunch break. When I passed by the biology room, I saw his thin and slightly hunched waist rummaging through the trash can in the classroom. With a little smile, I stopped going in. Maybe the only way to preserve his dignity is not to go in and stuff him with money, but to choose to turn a blind eye.

I don't know where Xiaoyin is, and I can't contact him, because he doesn't have a mobile phone, or even a landline at home. I heard the deputy monitor say that Xiaoyin seems to put the waste he collected on the roof, waiting for the school She took it and sold it for money when people were almost gone. She learned about it by accident, because she once leaked something and came back to get it and met Xiaoyin who was carrying a full bottle on the stairs.

I asked the deputy squad leader to tell the teacher, and ran to the rooftop by myself. The moment I got to the rooftop, I thought I was dazzled, but it was indeed reality.

"What are you doing!!" I suppressed the anger in my heart and pushed him away, "Xiaoyin, how are you?" His big footprint.

He took out his wallet, took out a few red notes from the Gucci wallet, threw them on Xiaoyin, turned around and left.

"Stop for me, just beat someone up and stuff some money and it's over. It's great to have some bad money." I've never been so annoyed. Seeing his attitude of treating people like nothing, he waved his hands uncontrollably , a red palm print landed on his face.

But I don't regret it, even though my palms were trembling after the beating, I turned around and helped Xiaoyin who was in uncontrollable pain on the ground, only him who was stunned and the few bills that fell on the ground remained on the roof.

Xiaoyin waited for a while in the infirmary before he could speak. It was due to the pain. He was already pitifully thin, and when he was beaten, he was like a leaf trembling in the wind.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyin. I will tell the teacher about this matter. If Han Wei beats you, you can't just let it go. You wait here, and I will call the teacher."

Xiaoyin endured the pain and held me back, with a panicked expression on her face, as if she was afraid that I would call the class teacher, "Squad leader, no, don't call the teacher over, it's not his fault, it's my fault."

"Xiaoyin, what are you talking about? Why do you want to belittle yourself?" His brows were furrowed. What was the reason that made him think so.

"Squad leader, it's not that I'm underestimating myself. In short, don't look for the teacher too much." Xiaoyin's eyes dodged a little.

"Give me a reason, or I'll go to the teacher." My brows became tighter and tighter, and my view on this matter became more and more hazy.

Xiaoyin faltered for a long time, and finally had to give in and tell the truth because I insisted on going to the teacher. His face was bruised and swollen, and he knelt down and begged me to forgive me, and begged me to keep it secret, "Squad leader , I'm sorry, I'm a bitch, you beat me and scold me, but don't tell the teacher to tell my mother, she will be mad at me if she has a heart attack."

I never thought that Xiaoyin would do such a thing. She sold sex in school for more than half a semester. At that time, I was so angry that I almost cursed, but I couldn’t speak. Money to pay his mother's hospital bills, but this does not constitute a reason for him to sell drugs.

"Don't sell it anymore, and don't contact those people anymore. I will report to the police, and I will lend you the money that is not enough."

"No, no, no, no one can get out of the water once you go into the water. You report the crime, and I will admit it when I go in, but my mother will definitely die. Those people will not let my mother go." He thought every moment When he left at will and was tricked into applying for this high-paying job, he realized that the so-called high-paying job was a crime, but he couldn't look back. He knew about those dirty things, and those vicious gangsters threatened him with his mother's life. Don't bow your head.

At this moment, I know that poor people must have something to hate.

"Leave this matter to me. You rest first. I promise your mother will be fine."

When I got home, I begged my mother to help me with this matter. My mother doted on me very much. When I heard this, I was touched and contacted her police friends, but the reply I got was that those people had already been arrested, and it was only in the afternoon.

I was a little surprised, it was such a coincidence, and I heard from my mother that Lu Xiaoyin's name was not in the list of subordinate high school students who were interrogated by those people.

"Son, are you a classmate related to the Public Security Bureau? My friend said that this matter was supervised by Director Han, otherwise it would not be so efficient. After all, this is just a trivial matter for arresting a big drug lord."

I didn't speak, but I probably guessed who the classmate with the surname Han and the relationship with the Public Security Bureau was.A few days after this incident, there were a lot of gossip among the classmates, saying that he taught Liu Zhenquan and his gang a lesson. I don't quite understand the reason, but I remembered Xiaoyin said that most of his gangs were Selling it to Liu Zhenquan and those people, I probably guessed why he didn't cause much trouble and beat those people to the ground.

It is only now that I understand that sometimes, seeing is not necessarily believing.

He still went to sleep and disappeared after class. That slap seemed to have never been slapped that day. He didn't seem to care much, but I couldn't hold my breath.

I followed him all the way to the rooftop for lunch. It turned out that he came to this place when he disappeared, "Have you followed enough?" The alienated characters popped out of his mouth, and there was no emotion.

I thought my whereabouts were already very secretive, but he still found out, "Who said I'm with you, can't I come to the rooftop for dinner?" As he spoke, he sat down under the shade of a tree next to him, and he took a look at me and started Have a meal.

The two ate in silence, only the sound of the spoon colliding with the lunch box. It took me a long time to say, "I'm sorry about that day."

"What happened, I don't remember." His voice was cold and clear, and I couldn't tell whether he was angry or not.

"That is, that day, the day I slapped you, I did it without knowing the situation. I'm sorry."

"Want me to forgive?"

"Well, big, probably."

"Okay, call me back."

"Ah?" His palm is a cow's hoof, and I didn't dare to think about the consequences of being slapped by him.

"Why, don't you want me to forgive you? Bring your face closer." Before I leaned in, his hand came first, and there was a wave of slaps, which made me close my eyes and wait for his slap to come. I waited for a while , felt the chill on his cheeks, and when he opened his eyes, he had already got up and walked a long way.

This is the first time I have such a clear feeling, he is so handsome.

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