Pure White Core

"What's wrong with your face?" The boy frowned and stretched out his hand to touch, but I turned my head to block it, and he scratched his head embarrassingly: "Yu Shaorong, what's wrong with you..."

I was embarrassed, I didn't remember being so mischievous and out of tune before, and I didn't have the slightest impression of the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of me.This is very abnormal. Wahaha has always been a precious luxury in my childhood. If this happened before, then it is impossible for me to have no memory. I may forget the boy in front of me, but it is impossible to forget Wahaha together .

"Ah...you don't want to say that I'm leaving first, my classmates are still waiting for me." The senior boy ran away, leaving behind me holding fruit milk and Huihui who was holding a red wool thread in his hand to form a spider web.

"His sneakers are so pretty!" Huihui poked her head to look after everyone ran away. Both Huihui and I could only wear dirty and old handmade cloth shoes. We haven't touched the handsome and colorful sneakers yet. The sneakers, jeans, and bright sweaters that the kid was wearing were hard to see in a small county like ours.

"That's it." I have seen better and more handsome shoes, the exaggerated logo on the sneakers is too rustic, and the round neck sweater is also frustrating... I was about to put it down wow haha ​​I reached out to untie this "spider web" but Huihui avoided it up.

"I asked you to show me the chicken, you don't even show me the chicken!" Her boss was not happy.

My face twitched, and I didn't spit out the instinctive "You don't give me Wahaha", but I couldn't make up for it with "Let me take a look too", I am still trying to remember my own What happened to the memory, so he absent-mindedly stuffed the fruit milk in his hand to her: "Here you are."

"Huh?" Huihui stared at the boss!

"Here you go!" I pulled the wool from her hand and stuffed the fruit milk to her.

I remember that I was very stingy, even for Huihui. If my mother gave me good food, I would never give her a share. Of course, she always thinks of me when she has good food, and I can always eat it. Feel at ease.

One dollar a bottle of Wahaha is the ultimate luxury for me who can get [-] cents pocket money every two months and Huihui who has never seen what pocket money looks like. Sour" advertisement swallowed, it was a great happiness to drink it once or twice in the past, and now I often use it as a memory. Now I have a bottle of Wahaha, and I gave it to her?

"I...then I'll take a sip." Huihui stared straight at the small plastic bottle in her hand, like holding a precious and fragile crystal bottle.

The first time she squeezed the straw and fruit milk in her hand, she was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

"This way..." I stretched out my hand to pinch the straw, aligned the pointed end with the plastic aluminum foil seal, and pierced the thin straw with vertical stripes smartly. "drink!"

The girl with a head as hairy as a chicken coop bowed her head and sucked a small mouthful, rinsed her mouth carefully like turning eighteen back and forth before swallowing reluctantly, then handed me the fruit milk, while licking her lips eagerly.

"I'll give you a drink, I won't drink." I didn't answer.

"Ah?" Hui Hui didn't understand: "This is what you get in exchange for showing chickens to others..."

"Stop!" I hurriedly stopped her: "You've already drank it, you have bad breath and I don't want to drink it anymore, if you don't drink it, I'll pour it!"

"I'll drink it, don't pour it!" Hui Hui held the fruit milk and drank it fiercely, while looking at me like a ghost. I usually eat half of the food she eats, and I eat it like a vicious dog. Why is it so strange today.

Carefully sucking the fruit milk bottle until it sizzled and made sure that there was not even a drop in it, Huihui reluctantly put down the fruit milk bottle. Instead of throwing it away, she put it in her schoolbag.

"Do I really have bad breath?" Huihui covered her mouth with her hands and breathed into her nose: "Why can't I smell it? It just smells like Wahaha."

"Of course the fruit milk is delicious, and there will be no bad breath." I lazily perfunctory.

As soon as I left the school gate after school, I saw my mother waiting on the side of the road. She was holding a plastic bag, which seemed to be my lunch. On the way home, Huihui locked on it with an unprecedented searchlight-like gaze. I, I guess she doesn't understand why I am so kind enough to treat her bad breath with the precious Wahaha, and if I don't make fun of her bad breath, she won't be the Yu Shaorong she knew in ten days and a half months.

"Oh!" When I was about to get home, Huihui suddenly grabbed my sleeve as if suddenly enlightened: "I see, Yu Shaorong!"

"What do you understand? Don't pull my clothes." My clothes are not strong, and I am afraid that they will come off if she pulls them.

"You are afraid that if I have bad breath, I will not be able to share with you after eating, so you give me Wahaha, am I right?" Huihui looked confident, feeling that she had finally found the truth of the matter.

"Oh, my purpose was discovered by you, as expected of Huihui..." I felt that my own IQ was going to be wiped out by her.

As soon as my mother came home, she would lie on the bed and sleep with her head covered. Her sleep was irregular. These hours during the day were especially important. She had to take me to school in the afternoon, so she had to seize every opportunity to catch up on sleep.

I squatted on the broken sofa and hugged the dirty blanket in a daze. Since yesterday, the most thing I have done is to be in a daze. Why is there no boy in the yellow sweater in my memory? Without that bottle, I can’t forget it at all Wahaha?I don't know what to do when I come back here. I don't have the ambition to rewrite history, and I don't have the power to change the world. I don't even have the ability to control my own status quo.

My family is still poor, but I don’t know where I can get money to be more affluent now;

Soon the cultists in the county will capture children and carry out a brutal massacre in the abandoned air-raid shelter behind my school. I will also be captured and become the only "lucky one" who survived, but I don't know How to stop that tragedy, not to mention what kind of waves will arise if something goes wrong, which was calmed down quietly...

My mom rarely let me out of her sight when she was home, locked me in when she wasn't, and had very little chance of sneaking out and doing anything I could think of.

Knowing does not mean that you can definitely change. There is a huge difference between fantasy and reality from beginning to end.

It wasn't until I was about to go to school that I quickly took out a notebook from the broken cartoon schoolbag and finished my homework. I was still trying to recall the location of the entrance to the abandoned air-raid shelter in my mind, wondering if there would be someone guarding it.Fortunately, there is no problem with the memory of the air-raid shelter. I clearly remember its location and what happened.

The kind old lady in the moral class in the afternoon asked us to take turns following her to read the text. The text told us to bring food, rain gear and garbage bags when we went out in the autumn, but it is winter now, and in a small county like ours, everyone didn’t bring food. Concept of autumn travel outside.

"You have to memorize it by heart, you know? These are all for the exam." Her voice was calm and gentle.

I don’t have a deep memory of the ideological and moral class. I only remember that a classmate had an acute illness in an ideological and moral class not long after the school started. His airway was blocked and he couldn’t breathe. In the panic, the old lady was at a loss, she just shook him anxiously and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Speak, tell the teacher!"

"Don't scare the teacher, what's wrong with you?"

……

She watched the struggling and twitching boy's face change from red to blue and remained still in a panic before rushing out of the classroom screaming, "Come here!", while running to the hospital next door to the school to find a doctor.

That was the first time my classmates and I saw death, with its blue-purple gray face, dilated pupils, and the smell of feces that permeated the entire classroom.

In the second physical education class, everyone was taken to the playground to run laps happily. After the end, the male physical education teacher blew his whistle to announce the dismissal, and the children happily dispersed to play around the playground.Huihui and I sat under a tree next to the horizontal bar. She took out a handkerchief and folded a handkerchief flower. I was thinking about the possibility of escaping from school and going to the air-raid shelter by taking physical education class.

There is no essential difference between a lively elementary school student and a mouse that jumps up and down and is good at escaping, so the wall of my school is so high that there are sharp glass pieces fixed on it with cement. You can jump into a residential house and escape from the school, but it is someone else's yard, guarded by a vicious old lady, and you have to pay fifty cents if you want to go out, otherwise you will be sent back to school and beaten. I don't have fifty cents, the only way out was ruthlessly blocked.

"Yu Shaorong, do you think it looks good?" Huihui handed over the folded handkerchief.

"It's pretty." The flowers folded on the white handkerchief are more suitable for hanging on the wreath.

"Give it to you."

"Ang." I took it and held it in my hand. Anyway, this "send" is just a symbolic meaning, and she will have to go back in less than 5 minutes.

"Hahaha, don't be ashamed, the little cripple gave flowers to the bitch, shameless, shameless!" Several little boys and girls who were jumping rubber bands saw something amazing, and shouted and booed gleefully.

"Day-you-mom!" Huihui gritted her teeth and picked up a handful of soil from the tree pit and sprinkled it over. A few jumping rubber bands giggled and dodged. All boys.

"Ah! Little cripple, shameless!" The boy who was sprinkled with dirt was also pissed off. He bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt and chased after Huihuisa. Huihui, who was yelling and swearing, raised her eyebrows.

After a while, the gray-faced Huihui came back and sat down next to me with a dark face. She took out the handkerchief in my hand and wiped the dirt on her face, and asked gloomily, "Why don't you help me?"

"I just washed my hair at noon."

"Donkey day!" Huihui scolded while covering my head with a large handful of soil and rubbing it hard, and stuffed the rest along my neck into my clothes, making me shiver.

After the physical education class, I washed my hands and face on the cold water pipe in the water room. The freezing cold water made my hands ache. Unfortunately, the sand in my hair could not be cleaned by just splashing it with my hands. It was very uncomfortable.Huihui was standing next to me. She didn't wash her face, and neither did the people she threw sand at. She didn't understand why I had to wash my face.

In the last self-study class, the head teacher sat on the podium and watched the storytelling, and we studied freely below. The so-called free study means turning over the books in a daze or copying the text to do homework. Hui Li covered his head with his textbook and asked me in a mosquito-like voice, "Yu Shaorong, are you angry?"

"No." I continued to pinch my pen and stare blankly at the white paper.

She didn't seem to believe it. The pencil that was copying the new characters in her hand didn't move for a long time.

I remember that when I was taken away, it was a Saturday night before the winter vacation. It was snowing, my mother went to work, and I was locked at home alone. Three adults broke the lock with pliers and broke into the door and kidnapped me. of.

In the air-raid shelter filled with a strong stench, I was locked in a narrow cage with other children. I watched the children being stripped naked, disemboweled, and then slaughtered with a meat cleaver in the dim light while crying and screaming. Cutting open and eating... I will never forget the stench of the internal organs and the excited eyes of those adults.

"Huihui, how long is our winter vacation?" I lowered my head and asked my deskmate in a low voice.

"I don't know, the final exam seems to be three weeks away, what's wrong?" Huihui turned her head around again.

Looking at the snowflakes floating up outside the window without knowing when, my heart sank suddenly.

today is Friday!