Has the villain taken his medicine today?

In the empty classroom, only the girl's immature voice echoed.

Still hiding a little carefully.

"If you're still here, can you touch my right hand?"

Qingli leaned against the door frame, looking at the expectant girl with an unpredictable expression.

Ordinary children know that there is an unknown thing following them around them, and they can't see or touch it. Even if they are not afraid, they will be vigilant.

The child was fine, and he even found a place where no one was around, and greeted her excitedly.

Are you not afraid that she is a monster who eats children?

Shu Ling concentrated on feeling the movement of her right hand, but nothing happened, the classroom was quiet, and there was no one else except her.

There was no movement until the class bell rang, Shu Ling drooped the corners of her mouth, her expression was very disappointed, she scanned around desperately, hoping to find out something unusual, but she still found nothing.

She had no choice but to hurry back to class.

This class is a Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher is the head teacher of Shu Ling's class, and he has the strictest personality.

When Shu Ling sat back in her seat, the chubby fellow at the same table glanced at her, moaned and seemed dissatisfied with her.

The little girl didn't care about Xiaopang's small thoughts at all. She flipped through the Chinese textbook, but her eyes were a little erratic. She paused for a moment, then she picked up a pen and wrote on the blank paper.

--You gone?

After finishing writing, she put the paper upright on the table and leaned back, for fear that the other party would not see her words.

Naturally, Qingli couldn't answer Shu Ling, she just sat quietly on the window sill, looking at the distant green hills outside for a while, and looking at the little girl for a while.

The line of her lips was always slightly straightened, and no one knew what was going on in her heart.

No one responded, Shu Ling looked at what she had written, lowered her pitch-black eyelashes, looked sleepy, and even lost her mind in class.

The head teacher on the podium was keenly aware of Shu Ling's distraction, and she frowned subconsciously.

This kid has always been the most serious and sensible group in the class, hardworking and smart.what is it today?He was still distracted.

Could it be that she has done well in the exams these few times, and she is a little proud and complacent?

Thinking of this, the head teacher's face darkened, that's okay, pride makes people lag behind!

She amplified the voice of the lecture, and deliberately patted the lesson plans, just to bring Shu Ling back to his senses, but Shu Ling not only didn't do it, but even worsened his desertion.

The homeroom teacher got a little angry, she picked up the broken piece of chalk on the podium table, and threw it directly at Shu Ling.

The chalk flew towards Shu Ling with a "swoosh", and when it was only one centimeter away from her forehead, the chalk stopped abruptly, paused in the air for half a second, and then fell onto her textbook.

With a "click", it seemed to land on her heart.

Shu Ling's pupils dilated slightly, and her eyes slowly moved to the chalk.

Her voice was very soft: "It's you, right? You're still by my side, right?"

The teacher's action was too quick, and when the students realized it, they saw that the chalk had fallen on the desk, so they naturally thought that Shu Ling was hit by the chalk, including the teacher in charge.

But only Shu Ling knew that was not the case, the chalk didn't hit her, but was blocked by an invisible hand.

"Shu Ling, stand up for me, and study well in class, what a errand!"

Shu Ling subconsciously stood up, but she still stared down at the chalk on the table, her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were stubborn.

Qingli was a little helpless, and finally stepped forward and lightly touched the little girl's right hand.

Feeling the subtle touch on the back of the right hand, Shu Ling's eyes lit up instantly.She stood neatly, with her head half down, as if she was listening to the teacher's lecture seriously, but in fact, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with uncontrollable joy.

Are you that happy?

Qingli raised her eyebrows, a little puzzled, but even she couldn't help but curl her lips.

"...The teacher criticizes you for your own good, not only for Shu Ling, but also for you. Don't think that I won't be able to find out that you are absconding if you are blocked by books."

"If you do something wrong, you should be criticized, but you should also be rewarded. Shu Ling won the first prize in the county's essay contest this time, and everyone applauded Shu Ling. Come, Shu Ling, come up to get the certificate and prizes. "

The homeroom teacher knows the truth of giving a slap and then feeding a sweet date. He can't just criticize the students. Besides, Shu Ling is not a fun child. If he takes a detour and criticizes once, I believe she will come back soon.

The prize is a notebook bought by the class teacher himself. The shell is pink, which is very in line with the aesthetics of young girls nowadays.

Shu Ling stepped forward to receive the certificate and notebook, and smiled shyly at the teacher: "Thank you teacher."

"Don't be distracted next time." The teacher reminded again.

Shu Ling had a cute face and a sincere tone: "I won't do it next time."

After returning to her seat, Shu Ling didn't dare to be distracted anymore, until after class, she whispered to her side: "Thank you."

Xiaopang looked confused, what are you thanking him for?

Thank him for giving her a seat to cross?

Thinking about it this way, Xiaopang felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was only natural to give way to his tablemate. Did he treat Shu Ling too much?

Forget it, a man doesn't know as well as a little girl.

Lifting his chubby chin, Xiaopang was half entangled and half deliberately said: "For the sake of thanking me, your words don't count this time, so I won't bother with you, just don't do this in the future gone."

Shu Ling glanced at him, a little puzzled, and ignored him.

"By the way, don't forget to do today's homework for me." Xiaopang resumed his arrogant look, and his tone was taken for granted.

The little girl nodded, she looked obedient and weak, and was easily bullied.

But Qingli doesn't understand. In her opinion, Shu Ling is not completely a doormat. She has her own plan in doing things, so why did she agree to such a rude request from her deskmate?

But after hearing what the little fat man said next, her doubts were completely dispelled, and she even wanted to laugh a little.

Fatty: "Then what will you eat tomorrow morning? I want to eat steamed buns and soy milk tomorrow morning. What about you?"

Shu Ling's voice was soft and soft: "Just be like you."

Sure enough, Qingli completely understood now.

She just said, how could the little girl Shu Ling be so thankless, she was waiting here, exchanging her homework for breakfast.

I can't say whether it is cost-effective or not, but in short, it is right not to do it for nothing.

Elementary school is still closed quite early, and after Qingli had only slept a few times, Shu Ling had already packed her things and was about to leave.

When she was leaving, she looked around worriedly and whispered, "I'm leaving, will you go home with me?"

Qingli yawned lazily, and Xuxu touched the little girl's right hand.

After receiving the response, Shu Ling smiled, her brows and eyes were filled with joy, and she looked much more cheerful.

"Shu Ling, mom won't come to pick me up today, I'll go home with you." A little girl with braids and a small schoolbag came up to her and said in a childish voice.

Her home is on the same street as Shu Ling's, but her mother always came to pick her up, and she never walked with Shu Ling.But Shu Ling always seems to go to and from school alone, she has never seen Shu Ling's mother.

"Okay." Shu Ling was very happy when a classmate proposed to go home with her for the first time.

The two lovely little girls held hands and followed the class team to the school gate, but as soon as they left the school gate, the girl with shofar braids was pulled aside by a woman.

"Mom, didn't you say you won't come to pick me up today?" the girl exclaimed in surprise, and then she became a little confused.

The woman touched the girl's head with a gentle smile: "I had something to do, but it was canceled temporarily, so I will be free to pick you up now. Let's go, mom will take you to eat delicious food."

"Okay!" The girl jumped up happily.But suddenly he thought of Shu Ling again, and asked hesitantly: "Mom, don't we go home with Shu Ling? We are on the same street."

The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, glanced at the little girl standing silently beside her, frowned, and said in an unhappy tone, "Didn't mom tell you not to play with her, her mother is a bad woman, and her father I don't know which man it is. How can you walk with her?"

The woman's voice was not too loud, and she didn't care about Shu Ling's presence, maybe she thought that the other party was a child and couldn't understand these words.

Shu Ling lowered her eyelids, staring at the washed white toe of the shoe, silent.

"But... But Shu Ling is a very nice person, she has good grades, and many teachers like her." The girl with shofar braids was a little confused. She didn't understand why Shu Ling's mother was not good, so she couldn't be with Shu Ling. Play together.

Shu Ling's mother is Shu Ling's mother, and Shu Ling is Shu Ling.Isn't this two people?

It's fine if she doesn't play with Shu Ling's mother.

"Good grades don't mean good character. Her mother is like that. I don't believe how good the daughter I teach can be. If you play with her, you will be spoiled."

The girl wanted to say something, but was pulled away by the woman.

"Okay, stop talking, play with her again, and you won't be allowed to watch TV or eat snacks in the future."

This threat is more effective than anything else, the girl immediately promised: "I will listen to my mother and never talk to her again."

The voices of the mother and daughter became farther and farther away, and their figures gradually disappeared.

Shu Ling was still standing there, motionless, like a sculpture.

There were a lot of people coming and going, and Shu Ling's small body seemed extremely small and inconspicuous among them.

After an unknown amount of time, Shu Ling suddenly raised her head, her eyes were all red, and there was a thin mist in them, looking pitiful and dazed.

Seeing Shu Ling's lonely expression, Qing Li's heart couldn't help but twitch.No matter how mature he is, he is only an eight or nine-year-old child. How can he not feel uncomfortable when he sees other mothers lovingly pick up their children and hears the prejudice against him and his mother.

"Mom is not a bad woman." Shu Ling said suddenly with firm eyes.

"Mom is not, and I am not a bad boy."

Qingli sighed, it's up to her whether it's right or not, outsiders can only see what they want to see, they don't care what the truth is.

"You believe me, I'm really not a bad boy."

Shu Ling stared at the void, and her tone was a little eager, as if she was afraid that the other party would not believe her.

"So... don't go, please." She lowered her voice and pleaded with her eyes.

Qingli's face froze, with a complicated expression.

Did she... tell her?

People who came and went found that Shu Ling was abnormal, no one spoke into the air.But Shu Ling didn't care about other people's strange eyes, but stubbornly waited for Qingli's response.

Qingli couldn't help laughing, she shook her head, reached out and gently touched the little girl's head.

It was a very gentle touch, but it stayed for a full two seconds.

What a...

silly girl.

The author has something to say: I remember when I was in elementary school, my mother always told me not to play with those with poor grades, but to play with good grades more.

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