The campus in early spring is full of flowers and blossoms, and it is very beautiful.
Bang, a ball hit my left shoulder from behind. I stretched out my hand, held on to the railing on the side, and swayed slightly -.../Stand still.
I didn't look back and continued my slow walk, admiring the spring scenery on campus.
"Hey, Zhuang Xiaoleng, kick the ball back for us." A boy shouted from behind.
"Forget it, go get it yourself. That girl is quiet, but she is not someone to be bullied." Someone said as if they knew me very well.
None of this has anything to do with me. I have lived alone for more than ten years. Life and death are not that important.
Only the vitality brought by the spring scenery in front of me can make me feel a little happier.
I am a mute, not born, but I have been unable to speak for ten years.
Although, I am only seventeen years old now.
I am studying in an ordinary higher vocational school, majoring in food science. Since I am disabled, I have to face it. After graduating from the food department, I can still support myself by making cakes and breads.
Someone panted and caught up with me, ran in front of me, stretched out his sweaty dirty hands towards me: "Hello, let me meet you, my name is XXX."
I looked at him coldly, looking at him with no expression on my face.
The boy gradually blushed, "I'm sorry, the ball just now---" seemed to find nothing to say anymore, he flirted with his short hair and giggled.
I turned my body slightly and passed by him, leaving this man behind.
Leave, and then, this person no longer exists in my consciousness!
Life is so short, why spend energy remembering such boring people and things!
☆☆jin☆yao☆bu☆yu☆☆
My family lives in an ordinary factory-area bungalow, with twelve houses in a row, and a small public yard. Faucets, clothes drying ropes, toilets, and kitchens are all in the yard.
Pushing open the courtyard door, you can see my house in the middle. The door is wide open, and my stepfather Li Jin is sleeping on a reclining chair and basking in the sun.
A few old ladies washing vegetables saw me with sympathetic expressions on their faces, guessing that there was another drama going on at my house just now.
Home has never been a peaceful paradise, but an abandoned garbage disposal center after the war.
My stepmother and stepfather Li Jin never seem to get along peacefully for more than an hour, so the first thing I do when I get home every day is always cleaning.
Habit is a terrible thing.
We are used to a messy life, used to finding some kind of balance in life in filth and chaos, and used to ignoring some disgusting things, such as my stepfather, a waste who drinks, smokes and gambles all kinds of evil, but doesn't know how to compete for money.