There are several male dormitories at Kyoto Agricultural University, and the dormitories for freshmen and juniors are not in the same place.
Xu Zijun went downstairs to the dormitory and opened the cardboard box with his key. Only then did he see that there was a kiwi fruit inside.
Seal it layer by layer with foam.
This box of kiwi fruits seems to have four or five layers. No wonder it is so heavy.
"Senior, I can't finish it by myself. Please take some and try it."
Each layer of kiwi fruit is individually packed in layers of foam, and only a corner of the kiwi fruit can be seen through the hole in the middle of the foam.
Liu Wei and Zhao Jin were not polite to him and took away a box.
Xu Zijun carried a box of kiwis back and walked to the door of his dormitory. He suddenly remembered that in high school, he would share any delicious food with his roommates.
Every Sunday when he returned from monthly vacation, as soon as he opened the dormitory door, the group of 'monkeys' would jump up and look left and right.
"Zijun, what delicious food did you bring home this time?"
"Zijun, this time I brought you a collector's edition of your favorite comic."
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The memories of those more pure friendships made him feel dazed for a moment as he looked at the half-closed iron door of his dormitory.
He put his hand on the iron door, pushed it open slightly, then half-closed it, silently returned to the seat under his bed, and put his things on the table.
After what happened last time, he also learned a lesson: don't be too rigid in a circle that doesn't suit you.
When school started, he also went to the back streets to buy fruit snacks several times and enthusiastically shared them with everyone.
However, one time a roommate invited some classmates from the class to a treat. It was a relatively expensive shop in the back street, and the per capita consumption was two to three hundred. In addition to some classmates, he invited two other roommates, sleeping four people, for the treat.
He was the only one not invited on the list.
In itself, the matter of treating others is their freedom.
However, he figured out one thing: never stick to someone else's cold butt with a hot face.
When you buy something to eat, put it calmly on your table. When you want to eat, you can take it out and eat without feeling embarrassed.
The main trigger for the deterioration of the relationship was that even though he produced evidence last time to prove that the money for the new computer he suddenly bought was his, they still didn't believe it.
I always feel that he took the 10,000 in cash that Brother Long lost.
The reason is that on the day he lost the money, he placed an order online for a computer worth more than 8,000 yuan. The timing was too coincidental.
It’s not like I haven’t been wrongly accused of stealing money.
When he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he had already moved from Daji Elementary School, which was relatively close to home, to Qingquan Elementary School, which was farther away and required boarding.
The primary school boarding conditions were not good. It was not a single dormitory like today, but three interconnected rooms. The small third room was filled with upper and lower iron frame beds. It was only equipped with a washroom and toilet, and there were twenty or thirty people living there.
At that time, someone in the dormitory had his pocket money stolen under the mat.
Just because of speculation about the time period when the money was lost, a classmate said that he saw him returning to the dormitory at that time, even though there were several people in the dormitory when he came back.
But because he was a poor student in the class and his family was poor, it was impossible to exclude those few people. He must have stolen the money.
This matter even reached the head teacher.
The head teacher asked him: "Did you steal the money?"
Xu Zijun shook his head and said, "No."
Class teacher: "Good boy, it's okay. Just tell the teacher the truth. It's not a big deal."
The teacher didn't believe him.
He pursed his lips in frustration, tears streaming down his face, and said firmly: "It's not me, I didn't steal the money."
In the end, after being tortured for more than ten minutes, he still didn't let up. In his memory, the head teacher looked at him with disgust and said, "You are so stubborn."
Because there was no direct evidence and he refused to admit it, the matter ended up being nothing. The head teacher only mentioned it during the class meeting and asked everyone to take care of their belongings.
Although there is no evidence, everyone in the class said that he stole the money, and many people did not play with him.
On the Friday holiday, he looked at the back of his mother who was busy making dinner in the kitchen, and plucked up the courage to run over and tell her about this.
His mother didn't stop chopping vegetables in her hands, and without even looking at him, she said: "You are not afraid of slanting shadows if you are upright. Don't be afraid of things you have never done before. Study hard in school and don't care what others say."
But what he wanted was never these big principles.
From Xiao Zijun's point of view at that time, he was just more aware that his family situation was not good, so no matter what happened to him at school, his family would not go to school to support him.
And he should be more sensible and not cause any more trouble to the family.
Although the real thief was later discovered for stealing another class's masterpieces and diaries, and was coaxed by the teacher to confess his past money thefts, he was able to get rid of his reputation as a thief.
But he still remembers that boy standing at the classroom and office window on the second floor, saying he wanted to jump off the building.
The teachers were afraid that something would happen, so they all tried to persuade and coax him with kind words.
Even after calling him away, while he was away, the head teacher of each class explained to the classmates in a meeting that the matter was over, the stolen items were returned one by one, and the other parents also compensated the amount of money.
, don’t mention this matter again.
The reason is that the boy is mentally fragile, and the teacher encourages everyone to continue to get along with him as before, to be good friends and to guide him to correct his evil ways.
That kind of thing happened when he was old enough to remember, and Xu Zijun still remembers it to this day.
Now, he has grown up and is eighteen years old.
He used evidence to prove that the money he bought for the computer was transferred to him by his sister and was not stolen.
After showing them the transfer certificate and online purchase records, they still didn't believe it. They insisted on seeing Xu Zijun download mobile banking to see the transfer details and balance, as well as the payment details of his other payment tools. They said that this would be the only way to calculate the money.
OK.
Even, the man with glasses was still irritated in the group, saying that the screenshot he posted to the four people in the dormitory to prove the transfer could be fake.
Xu Zijun's eyes were red with anger at that time. It seemed that no matter how he explained, no one would believe his powerlessness.
But he is no longer the boy who cried when he was wronged and felt aggrieved. When being tortured by the teacher, he trembled and said, "It's not me, I didn't steal the money."
He was eating in the cafeteria at the time. When he saw this message, he typed a reply directly.
"First of all, if you want to say that the screenshot of the transfer is p, then show me the evidence that I am the p picture. If you think I am a thief, please show me the evidence that I stole the money, instead of asking me to prove myself again and again.
Innocent. Secondly, I now suspect that one of you two stole the money, but as for who, I don’t know, or maybe there is no 10,000 yuan at all.”
Finally, Brother Long, who claimed to have had 10,000 yuan stolen, stood up and said, "Forget it, it's just 10,000 yuan anyway. It's nothing to me. Don't hurt the harmony of the dormitory."