Late Into Night,Give Me a Cigarette

When I returned to the classroom, the class was half over. The teacher didn't ask me much about me when I just came back. Maybe she saw my fierce confrontation in the classroom office and thought that I was a hedgehog who could attack others at any time, so she chose to ignore me.

I returned to my seat with my schoolbag in my arms. Many students were staring at me with strange eyes. Maybe they were wondering why I had not been dropped out of school because of such a bad situation. I could still come to class with textbooks in my hands shamelessly.

However, I don't care about their eyes. I know now that Wang Yuetong doesn't really want to be friends with me. As for her real purpose, I want to break my head and I can't think of it.

During the lunch break, Wang Yuetong took the initiative to come to me and said that she would have lunch with me. I didn't even look at her. She took my steamed bread and pickled vegetables and turned around and left.

Before going out, I heard Wang Yuetong say apologetically behind me: "he Qiu, I really didn't mean to..."

One time was not intentional, two times was not intentional, and three times was not intentional. What about the four times and five times? Not on purpose, that's on purpose!

Don't think about it. After I leave, there will be many classmates to comfort her. Why do you have to be friends with people like me! People like me should be isolated.

I was too lazy to listen to these, and went to the backyard where I had lunch yesterday, sitting on the steps, while gnawing steamed bread, while in a daze.

The reason why I like it is that it is very quiet, especially at noon. There are few big trees planted beside the steps. At noon, the sun is directly on the branches and casts a large shadow on the steps.

It's cool and quiet. It's the perfect place for me.

When I came here, I saw a man lying on a bench in the shade of a tree, but I didn't feel uncomfortable because there was still some distance from me.

Anyway, he sleeps, I eat mine.

Obviously, today's steamed bread is white and soft. It's delicious with pickles. But why do I feel more and more difficult to swallow when I eat more? It seems that something is blocked in my throat.

Eating and eating, tears somehow flow down, across the cheek, slipped into my mouth.

Tears are salty, I don't know if it represents a kind of bitterness, but my mood at this time is really bitter.

What should I do! In such a big strange city, this should be my hometown, but I feel helpless, do not know where to go.

I really want to study, but what about my tuition fee! 20000 yuan. Where can I earn it and who can I borrow it from?

These distress, is those sitting in the classroom enjoying all the superior students never have to consider things! They have never worried about clothes and food, they have never worried about money, they have always been flowers in the greenhouse, but they scorn the grass facing the wind and rain outside the window.

What qualifications do they have? Just because they have more money than me, should I be trampled on by them?

I was thinking about these, suddenly a bright voice rang in my ear.

"Mineral water bottle students!"

I frowned and looked up. I saw the boy who had kicked my water bottle over yesterday was squatting beside me with his arms in his knees and his head tilted at me. When I turned to look at him, he squinted, raised his hand, waved to me and said, "Hi."

I looked at him inexplicably, then moved to the next position, lowered my head and continued to eat steamed bread.

"You eat this for lunch?" The boy looked at my steamed bread and asked curiously, "no water, dry choking steamed bread, can you eat it?"

I looked at him impatiently, then got up and moved to the side again. If Wang Yuetong hadn't come to me just now and said that he wanted to have lunch with me, I wouldn't have run so fast that even the water bottle had been left in my schoolbag, and now I would have to dry my steamed bread.

"I have an unopened bottle of water for you to drink." The boy said, he took out a bottle of sports drink from his school uniform pocket, raised his hand, and threw it into my arms.

I saw the bottle fly over, instinctively reached out to catch it, then pushed the bottle back to him and said, "I don't want it."

"Why?" The boy looked at me in surprise.

"I don't have money. I can't afford it." I said simply.

"You don't have to pay it back." The boy said, he opened the bottle of drink, and then delivered it to me. With a sunny smile on his face, he said, "drink it. Let's make friends."

I looked at him sideways and looked at the drink bottle he handed over. Instead of picking it up, I said coldly, "I'm not interested in making friends."

"Oh." The boy took back his hand, then raised the drink bottle, looked up and took a big sip. Then he looked at the front and said faintly, "have you been pushed out?"

I took the hand of steamed bread for a meal, did not speak, continued to eat silently."I think you like this place, too." The boy continued, "I like it, too, because I was pushed out by the whole class a year ago. At that time, I found this place. It's quiet and comfortable, so now I'm used to coming here at noon every day."

I looked at the boy, looking at his handsome smiling face full of sunshine. It's hard to imagine that such a person would be excluded!

He's teasing me!

I thought to myself.

"Don't you believe it?" The boy saw my mind and continued with a smile, "do you know why they don't crowd me out? Because my sports cell is particularly developed, whether it is the sports meet or the school competitions, I will win honor for the class and the school, so they think that I am still a little useful, and they are not so exclusive to me

No matter whether I want to hear it or not, the boy put his hands behind him, leaned over, looked up at the blue sky, and said softly, "I have never said these words to anyone, but it's strange that I want to share them with you. I don't know if it's because we are of the same kind."

"We are not of the same kind." After swallowing the last piece of steamed bread, I quietly packed up my things, stood up, looked at him from a commanding position, and replied faintly, "I can't do any sports."

Then he turned and walked away.

"Let's meet here at noon tomorrow." The boy yelled behind me: "classmate, my name is Li Enzhong, from Class 3, grade 2!"

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