I still don't want to go to school today

It's a steep downhill road out of the school gate.The wind in a strange direction rushed up against the ground wrapped in the rain, and the umbrella that Fu Luojia confiscated in a hurry was blown apart.The ground was very wet, and some of the splashed water splashed directly onto his glasses while running.

The advantage of running downhill is that the experience is good, and every time you take a step, you have the illusion of taking off on a flat ground; the disadvantages are also obvious.

After taking a certain step, in mid-air, Fu Luojia regretfully predicted that he could not stabilize.

So he fell, and it was worse than expected-it is common sense that the tendency to fall forward can be relieved by holding the ground with his hands, but today is a rainy day.He hit his face against his arm, and in the blurred vision that came suddenly, he vaguely recognized his glasses that were still gliding wildly forward.

This fall seemed to throw out the idea of ​​"escape" together.Fu Luojia sat up, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and let a few vicious people with school uniforms cover their heads almost calmly surround him.

The rain was so heavy that he could barely lift his eyes.The questioning of the vicious person was also blocked behind the rain curtain. Originally, he wanted to hold his breath and listen intently, but before he could adjust his sitting posture, a figure came out more and more and bent down towards him.

The sleeves of that character's school uniform hang down in front of Fu Luojia, and there are many graffiti on it.Because No. [-] Middle School—actually the county middle school, which was established to pretend that there are No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools in this county —most of the school uniforms are white, and there is a lot of room for students to play, so this sleeve has a lot of fashion elements No surprise there either.

The one in front of him spoke. "Where are you going?"

Someone grunted behind him. Although Fu Luojia couldn't hear it clearly, he could roughly infer it from the monosyllable, so he immediately leaned back.

Unexpectedly, this person was extremely decisive, and directly covered his face with his hand.When Fu Luojia was thinking whether covering his face would make him feel happy, he did it without warning, and the palm of his hand quickly and firmly touched the right half of his face, and the sound was particularly intense in the rain.

Fu Luojia was stunned while tilting his head from this force.

As if in slow motion, he turned his head back bit by bit, and met a pair of eyes.

——This one seemed to be shocked by his sudden red eye sockets, and he didn't make a sound for a while.

Fu Luojia decided to strike first.

"A slap in the face is a slap in the face... Classmate, are you a mother?"

This sentence can't be said so sonorously, after all, several drops of my own tears have been hung on other people's hands.

Phroka hoped he would take them for rain.The other party seemed to be touched, and raised his hand——

Fu Luojia was quite shocked.His mother was the toughest person he had ever seen, but she never slapped him, let alone slapped him twice in a row.It wasn't that much pain - although the noise was loud, the other party should be holding back his strength, and it just made his face go numb.

He struggled back, loosened the hand on his chin, and brought a face closer.

"Is that Fu Luojia? I seem to know you."

Fu Luojia pressed his temple.Self-preservation made him choose to shut up.

The other party sincerely wanted to communicate, "Your elementary school is in class two, I'm Xu Zhijian. Didn't you go to study in other places, why did you go back to No. [-] middle school?"

Fu Luojia really couldn't grasp his attitude, "You slapped me so much that I should lose my memory even if I knew it..."

The person who called himself Xuzhi looked at him for a while, then lowered his voice, "Why did your temper become so good?"

Fu Luojia looked up.The rain had lightened a little, and the people around him had gathered together, and he could see some faces clearly now.He tentatively stood up, and a short-haired boy on the left immediately raised his foot and kicked him meaningfully on the waist.

Fu Luojia bent down again, rubbed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Can you hurry up, I have something to do."

The cropped guy doesn't seem to be in charge, and the Xu Zhijian who slapped him is probably just a minion.Judging from their positions, it was mainly a mature-looking moustache who was looking for other things.

"Fu Luojia, right?" Mustache's mustache was crystal clear in the rain, "You know why in your heart."

Fu Luojia only felt that his legs were starting to go numb from squatting, so he simply sat down. "Is—is that enough?"

Xu Zhibian actually spoke from the side: "So what is the reason?"

Fu Luojia was a little impatient. "Because you lack an umbrella?" He sighed in his heart as soon as he said this—I don't know how long he will be entangled today, but he just hopes that there will be no more troubles waiting when he returns home.

"Hey, I found out why you are so--" Cun Tou rubbed his head for a long time but couldn't think of a word, and simply stepped on Fu Luojia's leg.He didn't use much effort, and Fu Luojia didn't bother to break free, anyway, the trousers were already unreadable.

Xu Zhibian tore off the school uniform from his head and hung it around his neck. "You have really changed a lot."

Fu Luojia didn't react, "Huh?"

"Xu Zhibian, give way first." Mustache was still as calm as a mountain, "Du Ran go and replace him, Xu Zhibian didn't hit well just now."

Cun Tou let out an "ah" and lifted his foot to kick Fu Luojia's chest. It may be because he is not proficient in business, he is not very good at judging the severity, or he didn't use much force.But Fu Luojia cooperated and lay down directly, letting his face and the concrete floor be at the same height to support the rainwater.

Cun Tou stopped immediately and reported to Mustache: "He fell down."

Fu Luojia suddenly wanted to laugh.But the mustache had a face that was not easy to fool: "I didn't call to stop." Then he pointed at Xu Zhijian, "You go too, let's go together."

Xu Zhilian didn't understand and asked, "When will it be done?"

"Let him be in so much pain that he can't speak."

"He's not talking now."

"...that makes him cry."

Xu Zhibian was silent for a while, "Actually, he also cried."

Fu Luojia curled up to make his smile less obvious.

He guessed that the mustache had glared at Xu Zhijian—anyway, the two of them came closer again, and their movements were still soft, and Xu Zhijian was trying his best to shovel more water onto him with his feet, so that he could It looks more wet.

The school is located in a remote location, but there are still roadside stalls as infrastructure.Fu Luojia noticed that the old aunt in the shop selling cakes facing the street had stepped out of the threshold and looked this way three times.If it is a group of young-looking students, the old aunt will let her son come over until the fifth time the pile has not dispersed. Her son has a security guard armband that can barely scare people; it is social idleness. She immediately called the police.

She didn't show up today, Fu Luojia thought.If you leave the stall, the water on the ground should smell of sauce.

Xu Zhibang suddenly said "one".Fu Luojia was taken aback, thinking that he wanted to count.It turned out to be "three", "five", "six"... said a number and poured water on him once, and it also had a rhythm, which sounded like... a mobile phone number.

"I'm on WeChat, add it." Xu Zhibian said softly while bowing his head.Probably because Fu Luojia looked too shocked, he asked, "Didn't you remember? Shall I report it again?"

Cun Tou: "Brother Yan, do you know him?"

Xu Zhibian: "Zheng Junyu is looking at us, can you concentrate a little bit?"

Cun Tou: "? Who do you say is not focused?"

Xu Zhibian: "He's going to stop."

Cun Tou: "How do you tell?"

Xu Zhibian: "Don't ask. Shhh."

Before transferring to another school, Fu Luojia probably learned that: County No. [-] Middle School is shallow and full of kings, and the strange atmosphere sneaks into the whole school from top to bottom.It is normal to have three or four school bullies at the same time, and often all of them are related to the school leaders.

Fu Luojia didn't intend to seek trouble at all, and he didn't know any of the school bullies.In other words, he was lying here covered in mud and water, but he was inexplicably confused.

In fact, he has been mentally prepared for this, and even experienced it.A few days ago, during the exercise time between classes, a boy on the lawn was grabbed by a girl by the hair and bumped into the football goal frame. The number of people surrounding them was about the same as now.The boy finally went to the school infirmary silently, clutching his bleeding nose.There was also the one on Monday, and earlier, there were several times last week-it is not an exaggeration to say that there are every day.

In the class, the exercise book that Fu Luojia handed in was trampled on, the pencil filling in the answer sheet was wiped off, and the blackboard newspaper that took time to write was also rubbed with a broom.But these are not so frequent, within a tolerable range.He thinks that he is not someone who deserves too much time for others to deliberately target, but just a casual object that others think of when they are bored.

So this time when he was asked for trouble, his thoughts were nothing more than: finally came.But he didn't expect to meet such a person as Xu Zhibian.

very strange.Including the feeling of lying on the road on a rainy day and laughing.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Xu Zhibian to retreat after the mustache.Xu Zhibian slowed down, and when Mustache overtook him, he silently picked up the glasses on the ground and threw them over.When Fu Luojia pressed his eyes to his face, he just saw him make a mouth shape: Don't forget WeChat.

Fu Luojia opened the umbrella, looked at himself, and put the umbrella away again.The eyes of passers-by along the way didn't make him feel anything, but when he walked to the door of the house, he became nervous.

His mother got home one step earlier.

Once in the living room, before the light was turned on, there was a scream: "Fu Luojia——!!"

Fu Luojia swallowed his saliva, and after calming down, he called out, "Mom."

It has been half a year since his mother divorced his father, but at present, from all aspects, she is still in the shadow of this matter.She might try to flaunt herself as "strong and independent" - but Fu Raka doesn't care about that at all.For him, there is only one characteristic of his mother, and that is clinginess.To be precise, it is a clingy son.The specific manifestation is——for her, the fixed decoration at home should include Fu Luojia.

There was nothing he could do about it.

His mother actually knew a little bit about the situation in County No. [-] Middle School, but she still insisted on asking him to come back to school.She works in the local tax bureau herself, and basically does not have the opportunity to be transferred outside.Part of the divorce with his father was also due to the fact that the husband and wife lived in different places.What she thought was that Fu Luojia's background was good, so she shouldn't be dragged down too much. Anyway, the textbooks are the same everywhere, and the teacher of No. [-] Middle School also has her old classmates to help.

Naturally, Fu Luojia didn't dare to criticize his fucking decision, he just went east when he said it, and didn't even have the idea of ​​going west.

What he explained this time was "took a fall and fell hard".

After a lot of talking, he was able to get away, stripped off the wet clothes, went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

He watched the water vapor cover the mirror little by little, and suddenly remembered the string of mysterious numbers.

"add me on Wechat."

That's what the person named Xu Zhibin who slapped him twice said so.