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There are less than a few days before the art festival held by the school every April, Shisan was as excited as a child all day long.She was born to belong on stage.

At the turn of spring and summer, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the temperature is always fluctuating. Qu Boqian has a weak foundation and has been sick since childhood.

She also felt that if she asked for leave and went home to get an IV, there would be no one to play with Shisan in class. She knew that Shisan was afraid that there would be no audience, so she kept enduring a cold and planned to wait until the Qingming holiday after the art festival to get an IV. .

However, Shisan saw that Qu Boqian was sick and had no strength to resist, so he seized the opportunity to bully her even more.

After several pranks, Qu Boqian didn't have the energy to respond to Shisan's bullying, so she poured cold water on Qu Boqian's face to show her prestige.

"Hey! I'm sick, can you hit me less!" Qu Boqian glared at Shisan angrily.

"I'm not hitting, I'm splashing!" Thirteen said domineeringly.

Qu Boqian couldn't help but think of Shisan showing off to her with photos taken in junior high school before. She looked at Xiao Shisan, who was still fat as a baby, and smiled, "Liu Jiaqi, why are you so fat in junior high school!"

Thirteen also explained cheekily: "Do you understand! It's not fat, it's expensive!"

Qu Boqian held back his smile and said, "Hey, Shisan, I won't watch you dance at the art festival tomorrow."

"Ah? Why?"

"Thanks to you, the cold seems to be upgraded to a fever. I decided to get an IV drip tomorrow."

"Okay." Thirteen said disappointedly.

"Hey, when are you going to say something nice about me in front of Cai Ying, so that she can change her opinion of me!" Qu Boqian remembered that Shisan had promised her that as long as she listened to her nagging about the handsome guy who pursued her recently, she would help her Say nice things to Sister Dang.

Thirteen pretended not to hear Qu Boqian's words, and his eyes staring at the blackboard began to loosen, as if his soul was out of his body.Qu Boqian also stared blankly at Thirteen in a daze, and suddenly saw her take out her vibrating cell phone, and blatantly answered the call during the extremely noisy math class.

Qu Boqian was annoyed by Shisan's intentional ignorance, and when she was about to quarrel with her, Shisan and the person on the other end of the phone quarreled first:

"It's fine if you don't buy me that dress for dancing! Hmph!" While talking on the phone, Thirteen's tears flowed down without warning.

"Eh..." Qu Boqian looked at Thisteen with a stern face and tears in astonishment, and when she found her gaze, Qu Boqian hurriedly said: "You are crazy, why are you crying all of a sudden!"

Thirteen chuckled, wiped away the tears on his face, and said, "I didn't cry. How dare you say I'm crazy? You're done with get out of class!"

Qu Boqian didn't answer, but pursed his lips and took a deep look at Shisan, and ran towards the cafeteria after class.

Shisan took an empty bottle and cheerfully chased after her as if to hit Qu Boqian. When Qu Boqian stopped in front of the canteen to buy something, Shisan swung the bottle at her buttocks, and Qu Boqian touched her buttocks. Turning around, he handed the Assam milk tea in his hand to Thirteen and said, "Here, drinking milk tea will make you feel better."

Shisan was stunned for a moment, then took the milk tea and said, "You are in a bad mood!"

"En." Qu Bo returned lightly.

On the second day of the art festival, Shisan really didn't see the idiot Qu Boqian coming to school, but she updated her QQ mood and said: "Remember to eat well at noon to be energetic, remember to bow to the audience when you step off the stage, no matter what the result is, Our second class will always be the best."

The breeze at the end of April blew across the green grass, and the pure gold fell on the treetops. Carefree teenagers gathered in the school auditorium, chirping and waiting for the opening of the art festival.

The handsome host reported to the first and second class of senior high school, and suddenly a short-haired girl appeared in the crowd. She pushed aside the classmates in front of her, walked to the bottom of the stage, took out her mobile phone and half-kneeled on the ground, becoming the one closest to the stage. people.

With the strong rhythm of the song, Thirteen, Zuo Qin, and Cai Ying started to lead the dance with their golden long skirts. After the one-minute bullfight dance ended, they waved their hands, their long skirts flew up, and performed a gorgeous jazz.

Compared with the teacher's preference, the singing that is sure to win the first place, the students and the audience prefer the cool jazz dance. Looking at them on the stage, her three background colors in the sky were so moved that she almost burst into tears.

"Hey, Qu Boqian, let's dance well!" After the art festival, Thirteen swaggered towards Qu Boqian.

"Well, the dance was so wonderful. Liu Jiaqi, you were definitely the dancing god in the heavenly palace in your previous life. Because you seduced countless gods, the queen mother demoted you to come down to harm me!"

"You're finished!" Thirteen made a gesture about to explode.

Qu Boqian ran away quickly, but Shisan caught her in no time, grabbed her by the collar, and yelled loudly: "Qu Boqian, didn't you say you won't come to our art festival to dance? Why, you're still here! "

"I didn't come to see you!"

"You obviously want to watch us dance." Cai Ying who was not far away suddenly said.

Qu Boqian shut up honestly, she didn't dare to pretend to be aggressive in front of Cai Ying.

Fortunately, Shisan took Cai Ying's words: "Your QQ mood has exposed your thoughts, you liar, you still keep taking pictures of me when you are off stage!"

"That's why you want me to watch you dance!"

Thirteen said unhappily, "Yes, yes! We dance just for you! If you don't come to see us, we'll all be sad to death!"

Not to be outdone, Qu Boqian said, "Well, I'm here to watch you dance alone this afternoon, and there is no one else who can catch my attention except you!"

Shisan and Qu Boqian quarreled in the grove for a long time, and finally a group of people decided to save face for the head teacher, and went back to the classroom to finish the last class, but the aftermath of the art festival washed away Shisan's remaining reserve, and she I can't help myself with excitement.

"Qu Boqian, the makeup artist said I am suitable for oblique bangs!" Shisan played with her new hairstyle.

"You're still not as pretty as your bangs." Qu Boqian said honestly.

"Tch, Qu Boqian, when I was dancing on stage today, many people below were staring at me and laughing, and I heard them compliment me for being good-looking." Thirteen proudly recalled.

"Oh."

"Qu Boqian, what do you think of my appearance today?" Thirteen's endless thoughts finally managed to drive Qu Boqian into a hurry, and she deliberately praised her: "Yes, yes, Thirteen, what are you doing today?" It's so beautiful, my nose is bleeding! Tsk tsk... your beautiful side profile, sexy lips! I can't take it anymore."

Qu Boqian never expected that Shisan was not disgusted to death by her. Instead, he brought his face closer and said to her seductively, "If you want to kiss me, just say so. Come on, I'll let you kiss."

"..."

Qu Boqian stared at the TV screen for an unknown amount of time.

Has it been a century.

The temperature in the palm of the hand gradually faded, and only the host's formulaic statement was left in the dead silent room.

What was playing on the TV was a local news program called "Urban Live".

Originally, I was reporting an injury accident caused by a few yuan fare, but I was distracted for a moment, and the TV screen jumped to a middle-aged woman facing the camera with red and swollen eyes, heartbroken. Said: "Xiao Nian locked herself in the room. It was too late when we rushed in. She drank all the pesticides. Before she fainted, she was still crying and said, 'I really didn't tell the truth, it really wasn't me. Said '..."

Then, the scene returned to the host saying sadly, but Qu Boqian did not see his empathy, or even a little bit of understanding: "A girl named Song Yao Nianping in Class 5 ([-]) of No. [-] Middle School in XX City because of Being targeted by most of the girls in the class and asking her to apologize publicly, she couldn't bear it for a while, and committed suicide by drinking herbicide...

This highly toxic pesticide, in the world, the person who drank the highest dose was in the United States, 120 grams, while Xiaonian drank more than 200 grams, although her parents found out in time and sent her to the hospital, but..."

Qu Boqian didn't recover from the news until the news report turned into a weather forecast. She walked forward and turned off the TV as if she was sleepwalking.

Sigh endlessly.

Lying on his back on the bed and looking at the blindingly white fluorescent lamp, Qu Boqian felt his eyes ached, and it was really not suitable for watching TV today.

Some things are trying to be placed deep in the head, no matter whether it will turn into a nightmare from time to time, but they have tried their best to erase it from memory, Qu Boqian raised his arm and looked at the light on his forearm by the light. Scar, with a faint wry smile, I am afraid that I will not be able to forget the names of those boys in my junior high class for many years, and those hateful faces that reappear in those endless nightmares.

The reason for being targeted is also pediatrics, which is quite different from the other two girls who were targeted by boys in the class.

Two reasons.

One is to look fat and ugly or behave perversely.The second is to protect "Shen Jiayi" who was in the class at that time.

The first girl who was targeted was from a wealthy family and later went abroad. The second girl never lived a normal life again. Her suffering gradually spread in different classes as the boys entered high school.

Qu Boqian was the third and the last one to be targeted. She remembered that she only came forward to prevent the male students in the class from looking through "Shen Jiayi"'s schoolbag and peeking at her diary.

Then there was Qu Boqian's resistance, and the boys intensified their attacks.

Considering the family backgrounds of the few boys who took the lead in targeting, the teacher can't control these things, and the Chinese teachers really can't control them.

As for how to target it, it is also a trick of pediatrics. It is nothing more than working together to prepare a farce in every corner of her life, and finally turned her into a well-known plague.

During that time, Qu Boqian suffered from severe depression and autism, and she was afraid to go to school. After several violent ostracisms, she wanted to commit suicide, but when the knife went down, it was still carved on her forearm.

Blood overflowed from the knife edge, Qu Boqian trembled frantically and warned himself, take revenge, and in the future, those boys who targeted her must experience ten times the pain she has suffered today.

But when she got a little older, she understood that if her life was tainted with these hatreds and she couldn't get over it for a long time, it would be the real harm to her life from those boys.

So she let herself slowly return to her original intention, not to mention Shisan and the others in her life.

Invisibly, they gave her the strength to escape from the past.

What happened to Song Yao Nianping happened in the local area, and he was still in the first year of high school. The next day, he heard someone discussing: "Xiao Nian is my classmate in junior high school. We have a good time. Their family has been living very poorly, and their parents work hard every day. I don't have much time to communicate with her at work, and she can pass CET-[-] in English, and she hasn't even eaten KFC once.

In such a family, no one can tell her what is in her heart, but she is also very strong. She once made a small report and was hated by the girls in the class, so everyone thought she said it in the next few small reports, so When everyone started to reject her, she chose the extreme. "

"This kind of person is so talkative, he deserves to die." Qu Boqian saw a friend in the □□ space commenting on Song Yao Nianping's matter.

"You deserve it if you die." Qu Boqian smiled softly. Once upon a time, a boy had said this to her.

In a daze, she heard Thirteen saying: "I don't think that girl should do this, she's so stupid, what should her parents do?"

Really too tired, Qu Boqian was unable to participate in the morning discussion.

"Xiao Nian is currently in the district hospital. Her throat has been corroded by pesticides, and her internal organs are also failing. The doctor issued a critical illness notice, saying that she would not survive a week, but she is still conscious. I will see her in the afternoon." Said a boy who was a junior high school classmate with Song Yao Nianping.

"Take me with you." Qu Boqian suddenly raised his head and said.

Qu Boqian went to see Song Yao Nianping for the last time.

When she arrived, many of Song Yao Nianping's junior high school classmates gathered outside the ward. They were all as old as her, and they were all young and ignorant.

Everyone cried.

Qu Boqian saw a boy crying harder than a girl, the tears kept dripping down, and before he had time to wipe them off, his face was covered with a paste.

Qu Boqian looked at the boy, who clearly had resolute facial features, she thought, he must be a boy who bleeds but does not shed tears on weekdays.

Although he had made enough preparations, his heart trembled unavoidably, Qu Boqian entered the ward alone, Xiaonian's mother was sitting by the bedside, her eyes were empty and there was nothing but despair.

The despair of an aging mother who has lost her only daughter.

Song Yao Nianping is the only daughter born to Song's mother in her 40s. She is all her hope. Now that she is old, she still wants white-haired people to send black-haired people.

Qu Boqian held back his sadness and said to Xiaonian: "I have had the same experience as you. Xiaonian, my heart aches for you."

"People's hearts are cold and ruthless. Even if they pay the price of their lives, they may not be moved by them. Xiaonian, why are you? Why..." Qu Boqian didn't say the following words, and she also found it ridiculous. Now It is useless to ask more why, Xiaonian will not have a second life to start over.

Even so, Qu Boqian's words were still unbearable for Song Yaonianping. She opened her closed eyes, glanced at Qu Boqian, and then made a hoarse voice from her throat, and twisted her body excitedly.

At this time, Mother Song said "thank you" to Qu Boqian with dull eyes.

Qu Boqian's heart suddenly collapsed: "What are you thanking me for? Are you thanking me for visiting her on the last journey of her life? Are you thanking me, a stranger, for caring about her? What's the point of me doing this?"

Walking out of the ward filled with the smell of medicine, Qu Boqian and Xiaonian's friends sat on the open-air balcony of the hospital. The wind blew hard from the back mountain of the hospital, and the air was full of the breath of death.

Seeing Xiaonian's friends all heartbroken, Qu Boqian confirmed Xiaonian's character.

If she is really a girl with a bad personality, why are there so many people grieving for her now?

Later, all the girls in Xiaonian's high school class also came to the hospital, holding an apology letter in their hands, and wanted to enter the ward to read to Xiaonian, but they were stopped by Xiaonian's junior high school classmates.

Qu Boqian looked at the girls crying with cold eyes. She knew that people are selfish and forgetful. Even if she really repented today, for her own peace of mind, she would soon bury the bad memories and forget the things she committed. fault.No one will always feel guilty. After they grow up and become mediocre adults for many years, they will no longer remember that they killed a girl and stopped at the age of 17 forever.

Qu Boqian said to the girls in an extremely indifferent tone: "Don't cry, it's useless to cry any more. Be nice to others in the future and accumulate some virtue for yourself."

She believes in retribution, people are doing it, and God is watching.

Later, the male classmate who came together said to Qu Boqian, "She asked me for sleeping pills before."

"I got her sleeping pills, but I didn't think about that level..."

Qu Boqian comforted him for a while, and then said: "I have always wanted to know, when her parents were crying beside her hospital bed, and when you friends from junior high school were fighting for her, did she ever regret committing suicide?"

"Mother Song said she regretted it." The boy replied.

Qu Bo took a deep breath: "Now she regrets it, desperately wants to live, and can only quietly wait for the end of life step by step."

The author has something to say:

I once promised Song Ping's (pseudonym) friend that one day I would write this story for her who died on Qingming Festival.Well, may Song Ping in heaven be well, and may Mother Song recover from the pain of losing her daughter.