Struggle Life in the 1970s

The hands that were grabbing the two people's bodies were hastily let go, the crowd dispersed, and the condition of the two people on the bed was clearly visible.

Sun Jiao had already been hit so hard that she was dizzy and unable to resist. She lay on the bed like a dead fish, crying.

Chu Ye gradually loosened her hands, but she had used too much force just now, and her hands were now red, swollen and trembling badly. She lowered her head and said nothing.

Sister Zhao was unhappy, and the air pressure around her was frighteningly low. After seeing that Chu Ye was among the troublemakers, she frowned even more.

"What are you doing? Fighting!" Sister Zhao shouted, her eyes sweeping over everyone. After a while, someone stood up and whispered in defense.

"Sister Zhao, it's all Chu Ye's fault. I don't know what went wrong with her tonight. She started hitting people after saying a few words." Someone in the small group spoke, and then the girls who had just started the fight nodded and put the blame on Chu Ye.

Sister Zhao looked at the people who were talking, then swept her eyes over the rest of the people. They usually didn't have much interaction with Chu Ye, so they lowered their heads and didn't speak.

Sister Zhao put her hands behind her back and approached the bed in silence, only to find that the situation was far more tragic than she had seen.

Needless to say, Chu Ye's hair and clothes were all covered with red marks, mixed with blood, which looked horrible. Sun Jiao's condition was not much better. When she raised her head, there was a red swelling on her forehead and her face was crystal clear. She looked at Sister Zhao with tears in her eyes, then lay down on the bed, crying even louder.

"Chu Ye, were you hitting someone?" Sister Zhao asked hesitantly. She had always thought that this was a shy and quiet girl.

"Yes, I hit him." Chu Ye turned his wrist, nodded, and slowly stood up.

The numbness just now passed and she regained her composure.

"Sister Zhao, it's her! She was the one who beat the person." Seeing Chu Ye admit it, the small group suddenly became emboldened and started to accuse Chu Ye of wrongdoing.

"Sister Zhao, she is usually very arrogant and keeps to herself and doesn't interact with others."
"That's right! I don't know why she is so proud."
"We didn't mess with her, but I don't know why she started causing trouble as soon as she returned to the dormitory."
"Sun Jiao has been with us all day, and no one paid any attention to her, but she acted like a mad dog."
……

They were talking one after another, saying that Chu Ye was wrong. Sister Zhao was annoyed by the noise and shouted at them to shut up, then looked at the person in front of her who was silent.

She knew that Chu Ye didn't have many friends here. Sometimes when she saw her in the cafeteria or in the park, she was always alone. But she couldn't believe that Chu Ye was the kind of person who would hit people for no reason.

"Tell me, what's going on?" She gave Chu Ye a chance to explain.

Chu Ye said without hesitation, "They climbed onto my bed at noon, threw my things around, and took my books away."

Hearing this, the other people in the dormitory looked at each other. If they were surprised that Chu Ye hit someone, then they still somewhat believed that her things were messed up by Sun Jiao and her group. After all, Sun Jiao and her group always bullied Chu Ye intentionally or unintentionally in the dormitory.

But at this moment, no one dared to stand up and speak for her.

Chu Ye committed such a serious mistake as hitting someone, so she will definitely be fired. Anyone who speaks up for her may become the next target of bullying by Sun Jiao and others.

Sister Zhao turned her head and looked at the people in the small group, "Is that what she said?"

"no!"
"How could that be! Why would we touch her things when we have nothing better to do?"
"That's right! Sister Zhao, you don't know that Sun Jiao was ridiculed for using her things before. Her things are very valuable! We dare not touch them."
"Yeah, we don't want her things."
"She really thinks she's a rich lady, with all that stuff she has, hahaha."

So what if they were the ones who did it? They were sure Chu Ye had no evidence. They saw Chu Ye leaving the dormitory at noon before they did it. Besides, there was no one else in the dormitory at that time.

Sister Zhao turned her head and asked, "Which bed is yours?"

Chu Ye pointed, and Sister Zhao walked over in the direction and stood on tiptoe to look. The bed was very tidy. Next to the pillow was a storage box made of cardboard with three or four bottles in it, which should be toiletries.

Sun Jiao stopped crying at some point. Her eyes and forehead were red and swollen, like a red-haired monkey that fell into the water. She looked around and then looked at Chu Ye with resentment.

Chu Ye seemed to sense something, turned his head, looked back with calm eyes, and then slightly turned his wrist. Sun Jiao's pupils contracted and she quietly moved towards the bed.

Chu Ye's bed can be seen at a glance. Sister Zhao looked back and questioned, "Chu Ye, you said they touched your things, do you have any evidence?"

"……No."

Chu Ye had thought about this problem before she took action. This group of people would not be stupid enough to touch her things in front of everyone in the dormitory, so she had no evidence. However, she had thought it through when she took action. Instead of enduring it, it would be better to strike back hard. The worst that could happen was to leave here.

The two books she lost were given to her by Mu Jiajun. In fact, that was the first gift he gave her. She had to ask for an explanation when someone else took them away.

"Sister Zhao, don't listen to her nonsense. We didn't touch her things." Sun Jiao felt aggrieved. Her voice was hoarse and she even hiccupped while speaking. Combined with her appearance, she looked like a complete victim.

"Yeah, yeah, who knows how she lost her things? She's slandering us and insisting that we took them."
"Maybe she lost it herself, and she's trying to put the blame on us."
"Sister Zhao, she beat people up in the dormitory. We are so scared. We are all here to make money. We don't want to have a crazy roommate."

The people in the small group became more excited and fearless, and kept finding faults with Chu Ye.

Sister Zhao had a headache. She did have a good impression of Chu Ye, but in this matter, she had no way to speak up for Chu Ye. She impulsively beat someone up in public and couldn't produce any evidence to prove herself. For the first time, she felt that she was not that accurate in judging people.

"Sister Zhao, don't think she can just get away with it after beating someone up! She has to apologize to me!" Sun Jiao relied on someone speaking for her and became tough.

Chu Ye flexed his wrist and looked over in silence.

Sun Jiao recalled the experience of being pulled by her hair and knocked against the bed just now. She shuddered, turned to look at Sister Zhao, and felt a little more confident.

"You have to give me her salary, I need money to see the doctor!" Sun Jiao saw that everyone around her was speaking for her, and she became more and more arrogant. She didn't believe that Chu Ye would dare to do it in front of Sister Zhao. After saying that, she looked over provocatively. She couldn't be beaten in vain today. Not only did she have to drive the person away, but she also had to pay compensation!

Chu Ye had already given up and took a step forward when everyone was off guard. Then with a "bang", another loud slap landed on the face.

"You're crazy!" Sister Zhao was shocked and quickly stopped them, pulling Chu Ye aside. The tears that had originally stopped in Sun Jiao's eyes could not be stopped again, and she didn't know whether it was because of anger or annoyance.

Now, the people in the small group could no longer sit still and were spitting out saliva.

Sister Zhao was also full of disappointment. Perhaps she had really made a mistake. She thought Chu Ye was someone who could be cultivated, but she didn't expect that he would dare to hit someone in front of her.

No one knows the truth of the matter. Chu Ye said that it was Sun Jiao who did it, but she couldn't produce any evidence and she even beat people in public. No matter what, she has to give everyone an explanation.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Sister Zhao asked finally.

"No, Sister Zhao, I'm sorry for causing you trouble. It's impossible for me to apologize. Use my salary to buy medicine for her. I'll pack my luggage now, and you can give me your ID card later." Her tone was full of apology. She knew that Sister Zhao was biased towards her at the beginning, and she was indeed impulsive in doing this, but she did not regret it.

Then she walked to the bed, climbed on top, rolled up the mattress and quilt together, and wrapped them in the sheets.

No one spoke, and no one knew what to say.

They did not witness the process of the things being lost, and they were not that familiar with Chu Ye. It was not worth offending Sun Jiao and her gang for her.

Chu Ye had very few things, so he just rolled up his bedding and put his personal belongings in a basin and that was it.

Sun Jiao's eyes became more and more proud.
Bah! What a joke! She had wanted to deal with this person in the beginning, but he was ridiculed just for using her things. She was so proud of herself, and now she was driven away.

Chu Ye packed up quickly, put on her big bag, opened the door, and Sister Zhao led her out to get her ID card.

"and many more."

A voice as thin as a mosquito was heard, and everyone's attention shifted to an inconspicuous person in the corner.

...It’s Li Xiaoya.

She raised her hand weakly, trembling like a blade of grass about to bend in the wind and rain.

"I can testify that it was Sun Jiao who took Chu Ye's things away."

Xiaoya faced those pairs of shining eyes, as if she was walking alone in the dark night facing a swarm of hungry ghosts. She stood up trembling and pointed at Sun Jiao.

"At noon, I saw with my own eyes that Sun Jiao climbed onto Chu Ye's bed and messed up her things, and..." She was about to cry. She had always been timid, but Sun Jiao was glaring at her fiercely. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and clenched her fists, "And the lost book was under Sun Jiao's bed,"

call……
Finally said it.

She opened her eyes, Chu Ye looked at her with a smile, and she lowered her head embarrassedly.
I'm sorry for not speaking up for you sooner.

Sister Zhao's face was gloomy. She pushed Chu Ye aside and turned to walk towards Sun Jiao.

The people in the small group showed horror on their faces, and then looked at Xiaoya angrily, as if they wanted to tear her flesh apart with their eyes.

Sun Jiao hurriedly sat up from the bed and reached out to stop her, but Sister Zhao walked to her bed and looked down at her.

"Take the things out yourself."

"Li Xiaoya is talking nonsense! She has a good relationship with Chu Ye and will definitely speak on Chu Ye's side. They have colluded with each other." Sun Jiao waved her hand to explain.

Sister Zhao was unmoved and asked coldly, "Do you want to take it or not?"

"Sister Zhao, there's nothing under the bed, just a box where I put my sundries."

"Sun Jiao, don't waste time. If you don't take it, I will just do it. It will be embarrassing for everyone."

The small group wanted to speak, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were glared at by Sister Zhao, and then they huddled together like quails.

Chu Ye found it funny, so he put his luggage on the ground, crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall to watch the fun.

Sun Jiao looked through the crowd towards the door with resentment, gritting her teeth and resisting silently.

Sister Zhao became impatient with her and bent down to look under the bed. Sun Jiao reached out to stop her, but Sister Zhao had already quickly pulled out a small cardboard box. Everyone looked over and saw two books inside.

Oh open!

(End of this chapter)