There should be a river

If you hate a person, everything he does is distasteful.

Yan He felt that he understood this truth.

The matter of Li Yuan was discussed for a long time, but in the end there was no reason for it.Later, it became a joking existence, although it is not funny, for example, some people say that he is just unlucky, and some people say that he is gay, otherwise why would he be taken in by others.Is there any homosexuality that is contagious? Fortunately, I haven't had much contact with him.

Before that, only legal programs on TV and newspapers would report related events, and of course the numbers were very few.

At that time, men's assault on women was regarded as sexual assault in law, and if things like his were to be investigated, they could only be turned into criminal cases, and it was not easy to obtain evidence.It was not possible to find out whether the perpetrator was on-campus or off-campus, and the parties did not cooperate.After a long time, it was forgotten by most people.

Fortunately, security patrols were strengthened in the first few months, and personnel were strictly prohibited from staying in school after school.

There is still one and a half months until the final exam, and Yan He feels excited from the inside out.Few people in the school talked to him, and even if they did, it was almost always a simple conversation.He tried not to speak to anyone for a week, but no one noticed.

After all, there is no fixed person who talks to him every day.

After seeing the pointlessness of his behavior, he didn't intend to attract anyone's attention.

After all, it was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it would make people think that he didn't like talking to people in the first place.

This day was the same as before, Yan He sat on the last row of seats against the wall, took out the exercise book from the desk, and started writing the homework left for today.Suddenly feeling uncomfortable in the nose, he took out a piece of toilet paper from the paper drawer and wiped his nose.Wearing long-sleeved school uniforms in the summer, it seems not surprising to catch a cold.

Swollen with a headache, buried behind stacks of exercise books and textbooks, I slept through two self-study classes.

When Yan He woke up, the cold didn't improve in any way - just sleeping didn't have any effect, his mind was still groggy, and his eyes couldn't see the blackboard clearly.

He complained about the grinding cold in his heart. At four o'clock in the afternoon, most of the people had already left the classroom to go shopping. There were two big classes in the evening, and they needed dinner to replenish their energy.Yan He wanted to get up from the table, but didn't want to hear the conversation at the front of the classroom.To be precise, it was the gasp that caught his attention at first.

From the voice, it can be recognized that it is a classmate in the class, and after the content of the conversation is gradually released, a plot can be connected.

——She is sick, don't be with her.I have seen her cut her arm with a blade, be careful that she hurts you someday.

Regardless of whether you actually hurt someone or not, since you're not normal, you're considered a heretic.Although he didn't say it out loud, he already had a certain judgment in his consciousness.You will feel scared, subconsciously want to avoid and stay away from that person, and no matter what he does, you will think that he has other plans.

Just like when I was a child, if someone hated someone, they would call that person a monster and would eat the flesh and blood of the child.Then everyone slowly moved away from that person.

Yan He is very clear about this attitude. That person is in a similar situation to him now, but the reasons for being hated are different.To say how different it is, there are only two states of "existence itself is very dangerous" and "no harm to oneself".

Exclusion of heresy is not difficult to see, and it can even be said to be very common.

Some start from protecting themselves, staying away from sources that may harm themselves, and then they can be in a safe environment.

Some are herd mentality, everyone else is doing it, and in order not to become a heretic, do the same thing as everyone else.

After much deliberation, Yan He understood that many things were groundless suspicions.Ignorance breeds fear, which in turn is aversion.

And the pressure needs to be vented. You are being bullied, and you are holding your breath in your heart. You must find some way to relieve the pressure before it turns bad.

Yan He didn't know whether he should agree with this method, after all, the teacher did not teach related topics in class.

After Lu Ke came back, their conversation stopped abruptly.Although it looked like they were doing their own things, they all left the classroom within a few minutes, leaving only Lu Ke and Yan He behind.Yan He noticed that Lu Ke's eyes were slightly red, as if he had cried.

Crying is a great way to vent your emotions.

Lu Ke was alone in the seat, and it didn't take long for him to cry.Yan He hesitated for a while, but finally did not send out the tissue.Yan He was terribly embarrassed, no one would wish that there were other people beside him when he secretly cried, he couldn't pretend to be asleep forever.After that, I added a lot of plots that I didn't know were true or false, but in the end I drew a cross on it to indicate negative.When he finally plucked up the courage, rubbed his eyes and pretended to wake up, Lu Ke got up and left.

Still didn't send it out.

Yan He's seat in the last row has a good view, and he can almost see clearly what the classmates are doing.He looked at Lu Ke in the front row more than once in class, but the other party was just listening carefully, or lowered his head as if thinking.He secretly thanked himself that he had not been found, and was hit on the head by the chalk head immediately after.Originally thought that the next step would be the teacher's reprimand on the podium, but when I looked up, I saw the teacher writing lengthy formulas on the blackboard with a black pen with his back to the students.

Luo You gestured to him, with a little smug brow, holding a long piece of chalk in his hand, and slowly breaking it into several small pieces.

Yan He lowered his head and sighed, took a pen to write, but still glanced in Lu Ke's direction from time to time while others were not paying attention.It wasn't until Lu Ke simply left after class that Yan He realized whether his curiosity was too heavy, he felt vaguely uneasy, and even wanted to track down.

But what about the investigation?What can I do?Dare to do it is still a question.He thought of Li Yuan more than once, it was ridiculous that he hid in the dark and did nothing.

When Lu Ke left, although he didn't hear any sarcastic remarks from others, a vacuum was created around her.Whenever he walked to her side, he would go around.In other words, silence speaks louder than words.

Is it just a little bit harder and they won't hate you?

Yan Hewu had a feeling of sympathy for each other.And when it came to the recess, these emotions were swallowed by him along with the crispy noodles.

The last class was lackluster, because I thought about it and passed it quickly.He packed his schoolbag slowly, and he would be the one to turn off the lights and lock the door if nothing else.Cleaning the blackboard, closing the windows and turning off the lights... When he touched the key on the door frame and was about to lock the door, he heard a light sound, as if something had not been put in place and fell down.

It happened to be Lu Ke's seat.

It was a metal object that fell to the ground.

It was clearly out of season and had stains on it.Maybe it just fell to the ground because it was not stored carefully.

It's not difficult to see this thing in school. I'm afraid it's something that Lu Ke has used in the discussion of his classmates before.

It seems to have other effects besides cutting texture.

If you ignore the dry blood on it, it's just a pencil sharpener.