little wolfdog love me again

The next morning, Mr. He still sent Mo He to school, because Mr. He always felt that he was still not at ease, so he would still pick him up to and from school, and Mo He slowly walked into the classroom after seeing Mr. He's disappearing back.

As soon as he opened the door of the classroom, he saw a group of people gathered around his seat. Someone shouted "Mo He is here!" The group dispersed like a kid who had successfully played a prank.

Mo He looked at the person who ran away, to his surprise, the person who took the lead was not Xu Zhi, but Ding Hu.

He walked to his seat and saw that the drawer was stuffed with garbage, Mo He's little hands clenched into fists.

When he was in Cuiyun City, he had never been bullied, and he had never even watched it. Their class was very harmonious, so when Mo He saw the pranks of these people, he inevitably felt a little bad.

Mo He stared at the drawer full of trash, and heard the group of people whispering in the corner, and cast mocking glances at him from time to time. He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, but silently began to tidy up his drawers.

Fortunately, they just stuffed garbage in, as long as the garbage is cleaned up and then wiped with a rag, the impact is not too big, but it is inevitable that you will feel a little bad after being treated like this.

After Mo He has finished tidying up, it's almost time for class. The first class is the class teacher's class. After all, they are still second-year students. The things they teach are not difficult, they are just basic skills, and the progress of urban teaching is relatively fast. , so these are very simple for Mo He, so he can do his own thing while listening to the class.

I don't know if it's because of He Yiting's original occupation that Mo He has been fond of drawing buildings since he was a child. There are many sketches of buildings in his notebook, but they are sketches rather than stick figures.

Mo He was scribbling and drawing on the notebook, and after he finished drawing another leaning tower, he always felt that there seemed to be something missing in the painting.

He looked at the notebook and thought about it, and finally decided to add a person on it. With a slight twist of the pen in his hand, he slowly drew a face similar to himself. Although it was not very similar, but some of the appearance was still outlined. .

When he looked at the person he drew, his heart suddenly jumped, and he closed his eyes slowly, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

He knew that he couldn't cry, and he couldn't show his weak side, but Tang Tongtong, who was sitting next to him, could see the side face of him holding back tears.

Tang Tongtong took out a piece of toilet paper from her schoolbag and wanted to pass it to Mo He. Just as she was about to reach out and pass it to Mo He, she saw Mo He open his bright eyes. Calmly return your attention to the blackboard.

Seeing Mo He like this, Tang Tongtong squeezed the toilet paper tightly in his hand, and finally put the toilet paper away.

After that, Mo He didn't dare to be distracted. He was afraid that if he was distracted again, he would think of things he didn't want to think of. He poured all his energy into his homework, watching the teacher's foam on the podium, and finally Another homework was assigned before get out of class was over, and everyone was asked to go home and complete it.

The homework is very simple for elementary school students. It is a composition called "My Family". to enrich the content of the composition.

Mo He looked at the composition paper in his hand and felt that the paper was very heavy. His heart was a little confused and his head was not clear, so he could only stare blankly at the composition paper in his hand.

How should he write it?Write about the good old days?Write about the current situation at home?Or write... the life his heart desires?

This is very difficult for a sophomore student. After all, even Mo He himself can't believe that the father who hugs him every day and smiles amiably at him is gone.

Mo He's last impression of Mobo City was that he came to pick him up with a smile on his brows and eyes. In just a moment, everything changed. The father who always had a smile would never come back, and he would never come back again. out of sight.

After the teacher assigned homework, everyone dismissed the get out of class. Mo He sat in his seat and looked at the manuscript paper on the table, thinking whether he should go back and discuss with Mr. He how to write.

"Mohe."

A girl patted Mo He on the shoulder. Mo He turned his head and looked at the person who called him. That person was Tang Tongtong. Mo He tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

Tang Tongtong smiled slightly, "Do you want to go for a walk? Let me show you the campus."

Mo He opened his mouth, but declined in the end. He didn't want anyone to have an excuse to bully him, "It's okay, I don't need to bother you."

"No trouble!"

"Tongtong!" The girl with a ponytail interrupted Tang Tongtong's words while holding a ball, "Tongtong, you promised me to play."

Fang Lanlan walked over step by step, Tang Tongtong looked at Fang Lanlan, turned her head and looked at Mohe again, "Hold..."

"If you want to be busy, go, I'm fine."

"kindness."

While they were talking, Fang Lanlan also walked up to Tang Tongtong, "Tongtong." Although she was calling Tang Tongtong, her eyes were on Mo He, and Mo He also saw traces of disgust in her eyes, he hurriedly He hurriedly lowered his head, not meeting Fang Lanlan's eyes.

"Xiao Lan, let's go." Tang Tongtong dragged Fang Lanlan out of the classroom, Mo He relaxed after the two of them drove away.

Although he didn't know why Fang Lanlan was hostile to him, Mo He didn't want to cause trouble, and he would try to avoid it if he could.

Thinking that there was still some time before class, Mo He decided to go out for a walk. After all, he would only feel more bored in the classroom, feeling like an animal in a cage, being watched by others.

Mo He was walking in the corridor, looking at the big trees and the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and looking down, he could see a group of energetic students running on the playground.

The laughter spread to Mo He's ears, reminding Mo He that he was so happy in the past. In the elementary school in Cuiyun City, he got along well with other people in the class, and it was easier for everyone to get along with each other when he was young. He often Play with people from other classes.

As soon as get out of class is over, they immediately gather together to play games such as ghost catcher or hide-and-seek, which obviously happened not long ago, but Mo He feels like a memory from a long time ago.

Those happy memories were gradually sealed away by him, leaving only endless sadness and self-blame.

In fact, Mo He knew it. If he hadn't been too impulsive when he saw his father coming and didn't notice that there was a car coming, then Mobo City would be fine, and their family would not be what it is now.

Mo He smiled wryly, when did he start thinking so much?Obviously in the past, he didn't like to think about these things the least.

Mo He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and walked slowly back to the classroom.

As Mo He thought, ordinary days are no longer there. Every morning when Mo He arrives at school, he will see that the drawers are full of things. At first, he only stuffed some garbage, and only once a day, but after that, it became more and more crowded. Ordinary, even the practice has gradually changed.

This morning, Mo He came to the classroom with the feeling of going to school to clean up the trash again, but what caught his eyes was not a drawer full of trash, and of course it was not a clean drawer.

This time, the drawers were stuffed with rubbish, but there were also some broken food, and even the table was covered with food waste, making other students afraid to approach Mo He's seat.

Mo He clenched his fists, and walked to his seat after being mentally prepared. Just getting nearby, the stench got into Mo He's nose, and the disgusting smell almost made Mo He spit it out.

He didn't know how those people could bear the smell and put things on his seat, but they couldn't clean it up.

Mo He endured the stench of kitchen waste and walked to his seat. He first took out the prepared garbage bag to clean up the garbage in the drawer, and when he was about to clean up, someone pushed him hard from behind , Mo He was unsteady, so he lay down on the table full of kitchen waste.

The person who pushed Mo He just casually said sorry and walked to Ding Hu's side.

Mo He's face was completely buried on the table, in close contact with the kitchen waste on the table, the tears that were about to fall also slowly fell down.

He knew that the people who pushed him were Ding Hu's group, and he also knew that they were laughing at his embarrassment. He knew that if they knew that he was crying, not only would they not feel sorry for him, they would only laugh at him in worse ways.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't show weakness!

Mo He wiped the kitchen scraps on his face with his sleeve, continued to tidy up his table, and then went to the toilet to clean himself up.

But he thought that was all for today, but Mo He was wrong.

Ding Hu's group always yelled in the classroom, "Why does it smell like kitchen waste!" They would always cover their noses and frown and say "It stinks" when passing by Mo He.

He can't bear it, he can bear it.

But during the lunch break, Mo He wandered slowly outside. He likes to walk in places where there are no people or few people. I don’t know if it’s intentional. Ding Hu’s group of people are like ghosts, lingering.

As Mo He walked, he would be hit by balls, splashed by water, bumped by people, and tripped over.

When it was time to finish school, Mo He thought he could finally go home, but the weather was unbearable and it started to rain cats and dogs. Mo He saw that the weather was fine this morning, so he didn't bring an umbrella, so now he can't go home at all.

Mo He sat in his seat and wanted to wait for the rain to subside before going home, but the rain kept getting heavier and heavier.

Just when the bell rang at six o'clock, I was afraid that my mother and grandpa were worried, and the classroom door opened when they planned to rush home in the rain.

Generally speaking, at this time, there is a soft and cute girl holding a small pink umbrella, and quietly asking the boy she likes if she wants to share an umbrella with her when she goes home.

If you think so, you are very wrong.

That's right, there is a small pink umbrella. Someone asked him if he wanted to go back with an umbrella, but it was not the cute girl, but the cute wife.

And she's still wearing glasses.

That person is Hu Xinhong.

"Mohe, do you want to go back together?"

Mo He looked at the head outside as it was raining like water, and he didn't know when the rain would stop. He was afraid that if he insisted on waiting for the rain to stop, he might have to wait until midnight. In the end, he nodded and agreed to support Hu Xinhong together. Put the umbrella back.

The two quietly left the classroom and walked out of the school. Not long after leaving the school, a voice stopped them.

"Mohe."

How could Mo He not know this voice?Isn't it Ding Hu?

Mo He turned his head and looked at Hu Xinhong. It was Hu Xinhong who said he wanted to go here. He said he was hungry and wanted to buy something to eat, so he would go this way.

Now that he met Ding Hu, Mo He had some doubts in his heart, whether Hu Xinhong deliberately lured him here.

Feeling Mo He's gaze, Hu Xinhong hurriedly lowered his head, said "I'm sorry" and fled in a hurry.

The heavy rain hit Mo He's thin body, piercing him like needles, Mo He smiled wryly, and tears rolled down his face.

It is he himself who trusts people in this way, and he cannot be blamed.

Mo He turned his head to look at Ding Hu's group standing behind him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the rain mixed with tears flowed down slowly.

"what happened?"

After hearing his own voice, Mo He found that his voice trembled a little. Everyone is afraid when facing unknown fears.

Ding Hu didn't answer him, but just made a gesture, and the people next to him surrounded Mo He and supported Mo He. The two who supported Mo He warned him in Mo He's ear, "Don't bark, just talk."

As for what they are talking about, Mo He knows without thinking...

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The author has something to say:

Mo He: I believe in you, yet you do such a thing?

Hu Xinhong: But I am afraid of being bullied by them QAQ

Xiao Shou: It’s okay, you just have to trust me!

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Xiaoshou is about to appear!finally!