Chapter 3 who did you meet

[1] Four times in one day. Once in the morning during morning exercises.Third graders run clockwise around the school, first and second graders run counterclockwise.can always be interleaved somewhere.One exercise in the morning.The stairway was jam-packed with assembled people, very close to being pushed and shoved.Once at lunch.Rubbing the dinner plate over his shoulder.Once at night when I get home.There were a few familiar faces on the platform all the time. Meet many people, only care about each time with him. weird idea.Reading is stupid.I screw my face.He didn't even know the name of the other party, so he was so thoughtless, it was a bit embarrassing.But although I don’t know much about it, I know that he likes to wear simple white, is used to talking on the shoulders of his friends, prefers cauliflower, and always leans half against the guardrail of the station.I know that he takes the 130 road home every time.There are much more shifts than the 775 I take.

Some minor details seem to have value.Surprised me.Stretching his neck and waiting for the tram like this now seems to have other meanings. No. 772, No. 811, and No. 62, one after another, replaced most of the waiting faces around me.After waiting any longer, he walked out of the school gate across the road.The twilight behind him was bright, and the silhouettes of people were unreal.His appearance was interrupted by passing vehicles, and he caught glimpses of several silhouettes intermittently.The white shirt is still the school uniform with the collar open, and the schoolbag is slung across the back.

It seems to be a little late after school today.I pondered.Senior year, it's not easy. When the car finally arrived, I groped into my backpack to find some change, stuffed my hand in it, and took a while to dig it out.This discovery made me tingle with fever for a moment.No more, wallet. Seeing the tram go away, I was speechless at the fact that I had confirmed after going through my pockets - my living expenses for a whole month were gone.Not to mention the cost of meals in the future, I can't even take a tram right now.Ignoring the scrutiny of the people around me, I squatted on the ground so anxious that I wanted to cry.

"Did you lose something?" Someone came into view. "Hmm." I looked up. "Is it this?" He stood against the light, but his expression was soft. "Huh?" I heard the sound and stood up.Face-to-face distance, and an appropriate elevation angle.Staring at the white wallet he was dangling in his hand, "That's right, that's right!!" "I picked it up there just now." He raised his eyebrows.laughing. "Thank you, thank you!!" "You're welcome. But," he shrugged, "I can return it to you, but please pay me 300 yuan."

"Huh? What does that mean?" "That's what it means." He nodded. "You don't have to pay. If you don't want it—" "...you," something buzzed in his head, "you blackmail, you bastard!" [2] He twitched the corner of his mouth: "I won't force you, girls can't swear casually." "Scum! Who will promise you!" "Oh, that's a pity." He sneered and put the things in his pocket, "Goodbye." 130 road stopped beside him, he waved his hand towards me and walked up, almost the same as before, sometimes I watched him embedded in the crowd, changed several postures and grabbed the handrail, his expression was still, it was like that more than once think he looks pretty.

But, this man is a blackmailer who takes advantage of others' danger! The great hatred came to me endlessly.How can we let him go. I followed the crowd and stepped into the car. When the driver signaled me to buy a ticket with coins as usual, I grabbed his sleeve and shouted: "Mr. Driver, that man stole my wallet!" The expression of disbelief followed by his widening eyes was pointed at the other end of my hand.The driver immediately stood up and looked over, and the passengers also stared at him and whispered.That pretty face suddenly became very ugly because of this sudden change.

"What nonsense are you talking about?! Who stole it?" "It's you! It's in your pocket!" Never give in to such a person. "You dare to frame me?" He walked towards me. "Hey, classmate—" the driver wanted to stop him. "Yes." As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly grabbed my wrist and dragged me off the tram. He was dragged all the way into the school.The pain in my hand was so bad that I could barely speak.At a corner, he finally stopped, turned around and pinched my shoulder.The strength is terrifying. "What do you want to do?" My legs were weak.

"I should ask that." He stared at me hard, "What do you want?" "...You give me back my wallet! Your character is too bad!" "Hey," he moved closer, "How bad is it? Do you still want to learn?" "...Don't act recklessly, the people on the tram will definitely come over in no time!" "Ah?" He was taken aback, "Hahaha! Are you stupid, will they come after you? It's too late for them to rush home—" Halfway through the words, his expression changed.I followed his gaze to look at my arm, the clothes were torn, and blood seeped out and stained a small piece of red.It turned out that the severe pain just now was because of it.

"Bleeding..." He closed his eyes. "It must have been scratched when you pulled the car door down, huh, are you guilty?" I felt strange. "...Why are girls so easily injured?" Half of the strength on the shoulders disappeared.Things seem to be getting weird. "What's the matter with you?" I haven't yelled about this matter yet, wondering why he is so nervous. "I am," he slid down slowly, and the last few words were pronounced softly, "sick of blood." In the dark space, the TV flickered on and off.I am a little fortunate that I am the school health officer. Although I was troubled for a long time by the title, which is full of trivial matters, I also have the key to the school health room. Otherwise, such a weak man, I would have put him Throw it on the ground and go away?

The school seems to be empty.Almost no vocals.At first, I was worried that the teacher would find out, so I didn't dare to turn on the light. Later, I couldn't bear the dead silence in the room, so I turned on the TV here to relieve boredom.The TV programs are very boring, and there are few channels that can be received. After I held the remote control for several times, I turned my head to look at him sleeping on the health care bed. The face seems to change expressions under the flickering light.Sometimes it is hidden in the night, and sometimes it looks particularly pale.I just noticed how black his hair was, it stood out against the white pillowcase.

No matter how bad this person is, he still has a pretty face after all.I sighed, stood up and moved my sore waist and legs, when I suddenly heard his weak voice. [3] "What's next?" "Then he woke up and went back." "Be more specific, miss, you are going to kill me!" The friend on the other end of the phone was very excited. "That's it." I scratched my head helplessly. That's it.He "generously" returned my wallet.Walk with me to the station.It was already night, and the school opposite was pitch-black. The light nearby was dominated by the streetlights of the station, and it could do nothing further away.He turned around and asked me if I was not afraid. "Lonely and widowed in this sparsely populated place." "You still have the strength to move?" I pointed to his schoolbag on the ground, "You can't even carry it long." "Tsk." It turned out that he was very good at laughing, "If there are really bad guys coming, I have to ask you to protect me." He himself is a bad guy! Even though it's completely invisible in normal times.Every time I saw a polite indifference.Just like the standard image of the third year of high school.Thinking of how I once wishfully believed that he was a top student with a gentle heart, I wanted to bang my head against the wall.The feelings of a girl are really terrible, especially when I got home after that time, I was trained by my parents and my resentment doubled. And he's still the same.Even under the vicious attack of my gaze, I still run in the morning with my eyes downcast, chat with my friends during the exercise, smile brightly in the cafeteria, wait proudly at the station, and after meeting my eyes, Turn away.exasperating. Sporadic thunder rolled overhead, and the sky turned dark. Sure enough, God was very angry with such a fake person.I saw that it was going to rain, so I hurried back to the classroom with my bag on my back to get an umbrella.Recently, autumn is deep, and it is sure to catch a cold when it rains.When I stepped into the teaching building, I saw him standing at the end of the corridor with a man.Feel very curious.Sneak around outside the building and stick to the window.Hear his voice. "I have no money." "No way, didn't you go to see your mother last time?" "So what if I've seen it. It has nothing to do with you." "I'm in a hurry to turn over the book recently. I want you to give me some, don't you understand?" I am amazed that a blackmailer is being blackmailed.I suddenly heard the sound of hands being raised, and I rushed in and shouted "stop".The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback, and the hand holding his collar unconsciously wanted to let go. "What are you doing? You want to blackmail at school?" "Can you manage it?" "Why can't I control it? You are committing a crime!" "It's none of your business if I beat my son?" I was blindfolded and quickly looked into his eyes.It was cold and deep. "... That doesn't work either! Be careful, I'll ask the teacher to ask if you should take care of it!" "Cut." The other party said, "Don't think it's over like this! Let's talk about it next time." Shaking him off, he turned and ran away. The heavy rain overturned, and the light suddenly became dim.I watched nervously as he did not move for a long time, his face sank in the dark, and his expression was unclear.Kind of scary. "Have you fainted?" I was worried that he was bleeding from the beating just now.I want to reach out and explore. "Mind your own business!" He raised his arm and shook my hand away.Now I can see clearly, the vicious eyebrows. "...You," echoed the voice, and a lightning bolt fell.I turned pale with fright. "Wow" screamed.Instead, he was startled: "It's called a ghost!" "Hit, it's thunder!" I was still trembling. "...Are you afraid of this?" He rolled his eyes, but finally smiled, "Just now I was not afraid of anything." In fact, he is really suitable for laughing. "Have you brought an umbrella?" I asked. "No." "I'll lend you." blurted out. [4] If there wasn't so much foreword, I would have thought it was a contrived romance.In the rain, the profile of the side seems to have rough edges, which is faintly vague, which is very suitable for this kind of weather.The hand holding the umbrella has a slender and beautiful skeleton, and it should look good when holding anything.Sometimes a car passed by with its headlights on, and his face flashed a moving light for a moment. "What are you looking at? You like me." "..." I was disheartened, "Who wants to like a person like you, who has poor character and puts on airs, and even after doing something bad, he's so dizzy that he calls mommy." "What did you say? Who called mother?" The tone changed. "...You, you. When I was in the health care room, I yelled 'Mom' in a daze." That expression made people a little scared. But he turned his head away and said nothing.It seems that he is biting his lip, and the line of his jaw is harder. When No. 130 came, I took the umbrella from him and watched him get on the bus.The wind was so strong that the rain slanted.He turned around suddenly on the opposite side of the rain. "He's not my father." "Oh." I nodded.It's cold all over. No need to tell me specifically.actually. As soon as autumn comes, there are many things to do in school, and it is no longer as easy and happy as when you just entered school in the summer of the first year of high school.I finally know that the exams in high school are completely different from those in junior high school, and every exam is as hard as skinning.I really don't know what it will look like after entering the third year of high school with this momentum of development.It's also a polite indifference... huh? A corner of my memory suddenly became vivid.Only then did I realize that maybe it was because the schedule was changed in the third year of senior high school. Not only did morning jogging and morning exercises be cancelled, but additional classes delayed the end of school time. The four face-to-face meetings in a day were gone.His final face is also artistically exaggerated by the wet background.Not true. That's why when I saw the black and white one-inch photo of him and the others on the school notice, I felt that they didn't look like anything.The words on one side are even more prominent, "The following people were detained for inspection because of multiple serious violations of discipline."Many people are chirping.Finally know his name.Simple and weird two words.It's unlucky, it deserves it, it's retribution.I think. The same few people were waiting at the station in the evening.A few of them were wearing dark school uniforms and stand-up collar suits, they were from the same school.stranger. I leaned halfway on the guardrail of the car, watching a car drive away gradually, my legs were a little numb from waiting, what was more frightening than this was the fact that the wind was getting colder and colder.Bite your lower lip.I found myself shaking slightly.Like some kind of tension.It waited until the shadow gradually faded and disappeared from elongation, and finally appeared—— A dark school uniform suit, with a white shirt collar exposed inside, and a schoolbag cross-body.The only difference from memory is that the hair is longer, facing the eyebrows. "Hey." I greeted, "Long time no see." "...Ah." He responded, "It's been a long time." "Your name is weird." "Don't say that." "Hehe." I teased, "You really are a mess." "This is terrible." He stretched his shoulders and made a helpless gesture. "I didn't expose it." Sand got into his eyes. "I know." "If it was me...I wouldn't." Grabbing the hem of his suit. There were tears in the eyes, and they fell down at once.Then it couldn't stop, no matter what.Wet a piece on the back of the hand. He pondered for a while: "Go to my house?...just a few stops away." "Huh?" Tears were frightened back, "Hooligans!" [5] The factory dormitories built a few years ago may not be seen a lot in today's cities.I followed him out of the car and turned into a corner.Occasionally, I even felt that the road was suddenly separated by his magic.Like people from another world, they seem to disappear quietly as they walk, which makes people frightened. I followed closely, and he turned his head: "It's too late to regret it now." "I have one with a knife." "You think you can beat me with this?" "Bah, as long as I cut my own finger, won't you be dizzy?" he laughed. The home is on the third floor of the dormitory in the factory area. Large pieces of limestone have fallen off the walls of the stairs, leaving a circle of yellowish edges.To be honest, I never thought that the environment he lived in looked like this.Taking out the key to open the door, he leaned in and touched the light on one side first.The bulb bounced a few times to settle, and there was a hiss in the air. "You live alone?" I was a little surprised, but the furnishings in the room didn't look like it.There is something feminine. "And auntie." He uttered the words in the small room, and added after a while, "It's the stepmother." I didn't answer, just stood stiffly.The walls seemed to have been repainted, making them stand out from the whiteness outside.The dining table has the oily sheen from years of use.The corners have been rounded off.There aren't many things in the house.This seems to be very similar to him. After a while he came out, he had already changed his clothes, it was still a white long-sleeved shirt, which I had never seen before, so I couldn't help but look at it.He went to pour water, one large and one small two cups, the small one was handed over, the water was very hot, I flinched. "Ah, let's put it on the table to cool down first. I have thick skin, so I don't really think so." He greeted me again, "Don't stand, sit down." Pulled out two eating stools from under the table.give me one. Sitting face to face like this always made me feel awkward, and I thought of a big question: "Auntie, will you be back later?" "Well, she works late today and won't come back until dark. What? Scared?" "no." "Don't be afraid when she comes, she's not bad." I don't know how to judge the emotion in his words. "The last time I saw...was he my stepfather?" It seemed that he had picked a topic that shouldn't be said. "...No. He married my mother after divorcing him, but he doesn't live here anymore. His stepmother doesn't want him either." He blew into the cup, his face foggy, "A rotten person, gambling Crazy. Both of them have paid a lot of debts for him." "Then you blackmailed to pay back the money for him?" "It's not...don't guess." He stood up and took down the phone on the wall. "I just want to get revenge on him. I don't recognize this father. He hurt a lot of people." "But—" the words were blocked by the receiver he handed over. "Don't you call home? You're going back late today. Your family will be worried." "……Ok." family.Which one does he have? The faintness of the evening light gradually contrasted with the light of the electric lamp, which turned out to be a reddish warm light. I looked up at the zenith, and there were some sporadic cobwebs at the corners of the lamp, and my heart seemed to be hunted.Sitting in the light, he looked a lot more bloody than he looked outside.Like a real person. What kind of argument, it seems that it was false before. But I always feel that something is alive, buzzing in my ears, with a non-negligible temperature, from this very simple room, from the rusty window frame, from the slippers placed at the door, From the midst of his speech without a word, he gradually woke up.What he said, it seems that I haven't listened to it since just now. "You miss her very much, don't you?" "Huh?" He was interrupted by the cold, confused. "Mom." "...I will visit from time to time. But she is already married and has a new child." He smiled, "It's really fast." My heart collapsed, and there was a rumbling sound, and tears came out of my eyes first: "Don't laugh." He stared at me blankly.He quickly changed his expression. [6] When I went out, the neon lights of the city were on fire, red and green.He said he wanted to stop by to buy some daily necessities, and he drove me to the station, but the car didn't come for a long time, and the people around him changed one after another, but he remained the same.His hands were in his pockets, he was wearing white slippers, and his dark school pants hadn't changed yet.The whole person is black and white so distinct. "Is that the only car you can sit in?" "Ok." "It's been a long time." "Hey." "what?" "Do you remember what we said the first time we were waiting at the station?" "Don't remember. What?" "Nothing. I don't remember either." I also don't remember him spreading his hands and smiling at me, "If there are bad guys coming, I have to ask you to protect me", I don't remember it at all.If I really forgot, how could there be such deep heartache now. Running in the morning, passing the disciplinary notice posted on the blackboard in the window, the pale morning light made the face in the photo seem real and unreal.There was no other oncoming team, and the gray-white building in the distance could be seen clearly at a glance.In the morning, we gather to do radio exercises. The corridors are full of first- and second-grade students, and they all look happy.I squeezed into the cafeteria to eat at noon, and the people who passed by carrying cauliflower all had mediocre faces. I accidentally dropped my chopsticks on the ground and lost my appetite.I delivered the textbooks to the teacher's office before school in the afternoon, and heard a few broken words before leaving. "It appears to have been stabbed seriously." "I heard that he died. After being sent to the hospital." "Then the father will definitely be sentenced to be shot." "I didn't know the child's difficulties at first..." I don't know how I got out the door.When I went to the classroom and took my schoolbag, I heard someone laughing behind me, "If there are bad guys coming, please protect me." I turned around in horror, but no one was there.A burning possibility in my head seemed to disappear. When leaving, I passed the long corridor, passed the health room, passed a blind corner that was usually not noticed, and passed the blackboard with notices.When I got to the school gate, I couldn't move anymore. Vehicles clogged the road, and the opposite side was as far away as the river bank.The footprints of each step seem to overlap with someone else—here, look around, take careless steps, bring the indifferent rhythm of the body, pass through, and stand into the strange crowd on the station. The world in front of me is full of familiar strangeness. Every tram that passes by, every face that I miss, and every changing light and shadow on the ground seem to lose the warmth they once had in this last encounter. I couldn't restrain myself from squatting down, biting my lips tightly to prevent the voice from my throat from rushing out.No, it's impossible.Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore.Undiscovered, never to be discovered, I... "Did you lose something again?" Through the trembling and numb perception, a voice asked. I look up. A dark school uniform suit with a white shirt collar exposed, and a schoolbag slung across the back.Smiling against the light, stretched: "Yeah." [7] (Note: The ending is a follow-up, if you don’t like it, you won’t post it).