Chapter 11 Chapter Ten "He should not be a difficult person to understand, but he is still looking for ways to let others understand him.", 1998.

Du Huijia In September 1999, the girl returned to Taiwan. Except for a few changes of clothes, she didn't bring any luggage. Although, as she had once imagined, her new mother had long regarded her as a child. Her desk, the puppet once bought for her, her little dresses, the pencil case she used when she was studying in elementary school, her favorite pink hairband, she didn't want to count all of them There are still some memories of impressions, anyway, everything will start again. Just like on the commander's platform just now, she tried to keep her long hair for three years, and in front of the whole school, she was cut short by a bald dean of students.

Originally, she thought that she would cry hysterically at that moment, but she didn't. She bit her lower lip tightly and clenched her fists. She wanted to applaud her courage. This was the first time she grew up. step. What the hell am I writing about?What courage?What is the first step in growth? What kind of ugly hairstyle is this? What kind of bad school is this? Why is the food sold by the welfare agency so unpalatable? Take a deep breath, I'm standing on the top floor of the gymnasium, it's lunch time, I don't know why I have to climb up to the top floor, I look at the whole campus, some people are eating bentos, but I don't have any appetite, there are many People are talking, but I can't hear them, some people are playing, but I don't feel happy.

Is there a big difference?I have been thinking, is there a big difference from before coming back from Japan? I straddled the low fence. Or, actually, I want to jump down? Passing across this campus like a comet? However, if I jump down, I will hit the window sill below first, and then my clothes will be caught by the branches. If it doesn't die like this, it will become the laughing stock of the whole school. Yes, I had no intention of jumping down at all. "what are you doing?" A boy stopped me behind me, I looked back, how could someone climb to the top of the gymnasium at this time?

He rushed over and hugged me, I was startled and yelled loudly. "What do you want? What do you want?" "What do you want?" "I didn't want to do anything!" "I didn't want to do anything either!" "Then why are you doing this?" "Because what are you doing!" What the hell? "Then why don't you!" "Why don't you do it first!" "Okay! Let's not do anything!" I finally tried to break free from him, and as a result, the two of them sat down. We gasp and look at each other. This boy is a bit slender, but not the thin and thin kind.

"It's just that the hair is a little ugly, why?" he said. I laughed, not knowing why, but I felt that what he said had a kind of stupid humor. He also laughed, an awkward smile that seemed to cover up something for what he said. He borrowed a pair of scissors from his classmates and wanted to trim my hair for me. I originally told him that I don't mind, so let's just leave it at that, but he said it's okay, he has a friend's mother who owns a barber shop. However, I really can't think of any connection between the two. We took advantage of lunch time and stayed in a small room on the top floor of the gym. He helped me trim my hair to a certain level. It can’t be said to be pretty, but at least it’s not as clumsy as before.

He asked me why I came up to the top floor, I didn't know how to answer, I just asked him why he also came up, he just said he used to come here to eat my meal. I noticed that his fingers are very slender, his eyes reveal a warm feeling, like a docile herbivore, his facial features are quite delicate, his eyes are not small, but they are always used to squinting, his lips are always Involuntarily pursing his lips, he doesn't talk much, but occasionally utters some sentences that I don't know whether they are questions or affirmations, so the conversation with him is always quite easy to break, making me wonder whether I should reply or have heard it. enough.

"You shouldn't be a difficult person to understand, but you are still looking for ways to let others understand you." Thinking of using this sentence to describe him, I deeply admire myself. He was the first friend I made in this high school. He told me that his name is Kang Zhengxing, the line of the planet.