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"You know that what you said will make Song Yanqing misunderstood. Now it's better. Everyone thinks Song Yanqing hit someone. Are you satisfied?"

"Then what should I do? Should I keep it a secret? Who will be responsible for the victim?" Cheng Xuran finally said it, but he also wanted to say it. Putting down the pen, the feeling in his heart never dissipated.

Lin Weizhen stared into her eyes: "So do you think Song Yanqing is the perpetrator?"

Cheng Xuran looked at her in a stalemate.

impossible.

It was precisely because it was impossible that Cheng Xuran dared to speak to Song Yanqing at the police station.

"Forget it, who cares whether you believe it or not." Lin Weizhen pulled her lips, took the book and walked out, "Anyway, you should have made it clear when you said it. As long as Bai Wenyan doesn't wake up for a day, he will continue to be misunderstood."

"He's so good to you."

Song Yanqing had been trapped in the whirlpool for a long time, and the matter came to an end only when Bai Wenyan woke up from the intensive care unit and personally denied the fact that Song Yanqing bullied him.

But it is a fact that Han Pengyue and others gathered to fight.

They are over 18 years old and should be held criminally responsible for their actions.

He didn't even have a chance to take the college entrance examination and was sentenced to three years.

Parents are going crazy.

You probably wouldn't have thought of such serious consequences.

At that time, it was just a temporary pleasure.

When the results came out, Cheng Xuran was writing the test paper, and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a piece of the heavy stone that had been weighing him down finally slipped away, but more and more dense gravel could not be released.

It’s not like I haven’t seen Song Yanqing before.

At that time, the two of them met in the English teacher's office. Because of the English speech draft, they were originally scheduled to give the speech. However, because of what happened to Song Yanqing recently, he first took sick leave for more than a month, and then because of He got punished for fighting, and now it's related to bullying.

He was definitely not suitable for the speech, and the teacher was helpless, so he had to communicate and replace him with another male student.

Let three people take over.

Song Yanqing listened calmly, accepted it calmly, and had no objection.

He said "ok". With the speech manuscript fluttering in the palm of his hand, his finger bones already clenched green and white, Cheng Xuran stood beside him and began to doubt whether he was right or wrong.

She obviously knew that he was more innocent than anyone else and didn't need to be trusted at all. That was how it should be, so there was no harm in hiding it.

"Come on." Song Yanqing handed the speech to another student, then said goodbye to the teacher and walked out. His back was lazy and indifferent, and he didn't seem to care.

He did not ignore Cheng Xuran and nodded to her calmly.

It's not hatred, it's not incomprehension, it's not anger at being betrayed, it's completely back to the distance of strangers.

Anyway, let’s do it.

I didn't take care of you.

Afterwards, Cheng Xuran and another boy went to the conference room on the fourth floor for a meeting. They crossed paths with Song Yanqing on the stairs. The light and shadow were wandering, and the light and dark were uncertain.

It's the back.

Even after Bai Wenyan woke up and vetoed Song Yanqing's bullying.

But some things have already been settled among the crowd.

Is it still important?

In fact, these are just some small things among the overwhelming papers in the last period of senior high school. They were squeezed out of my mind and became deeply memorable.

More often than not, I study until two o'clock in the morning and write endless papers every day.

Until the college entrance examination really comes.

They took graduation photos, listened to The Wind Rises, had their coming-of-age ceremony, and filled out their college entrance examination applications.

But not with him.

Alright.

Write down every word.

I applied to a 985 university in a southern city with a good literary background.