"Huh...classmate, I...have something to ask you, please stay a moment, huh..."
She didn't seem to be in good health. She didn't run very far, but when she ran in front of me, she was already out of breath while talking.
I looked at the girl standing in front of me. She looked very thin. She was obviously 1.6 meters tall, but her arms were as thin as matches, making her look even thinner.
She's not particularly good-looking, but she's just like a normal person.
She has short hair that reaches her neck and neat bangs on her forehead, which makes her look very well-behaved. She also wears a pair of black square-rimmed glasses, a white long skirt and women's sandals. This kind of dress is not convenient.
As she moved, she was holding a paper bag in her hand and an unknown ID hanging around her neck.
Although she is dressed like this, it is not very convenient for movement, and it makes her already weak body even more overwhelmed, but it is precisely this kind of dress that gives people a cute feeling and makes boys feel more protective.
Desire ignites.
"What are you doing? It seems we don't know each other." I looked at her expressionlessly and asked helplessly.
"I'm from the press department. I want to interview you. Is that okay?" She said this, with a flustered look on her face. She quickly raised the ID she was wearing around her neck with a silly smile, as if she wanted to rely on this ID to let her know.
I trusted her and allowed me to be interviewed by her.
"Well...I refuse." I thought for a moment, then shook my head, said that, and turned around to leave.
"Please... your interview is very important to me." She pulled my arm pitifully and said in a pleading tone.
"There are so many people available for interviews. Why are you looking for me?" I turned around expressionlessly and asked calmly.
She gently put her hands behind her back and said to me with a smile on her face: "Because you are a celebrity. Now you are a famous person in our school."
"Celebrity? Celebrity? Just because I clean the floor? If you are interested in these things, there is no need to come to interview me, just go and read the comments about me on the confession wall." I couldn't help but feel a little angry when I heard this.
He said a little annoyed to her.
"I know this is not the truth. But I want to hear what you think is the truth, and I want to clear up your grievances."
She looked into my eyes and said in a very firm tone.
"Why do you think what I said is the truth?" I took a deep breath and asked slowly after calming down my anger.
"I..." She was a little confused by my question.
"It's no problem now. Can you spare me now? I'm leaving. Bye."
When I said this, I turned around directly, waving my hands without looking back, and spoke slowly.
She gritted her teeth, as if she had decided something, and suddenly trotted up to me. Then she bowed lightly to me, and said to me with an apologetic look: "The scene this morning... was still...
I actually saw the scene at noon today...I saw it clearly. I'm sorry. Being in a hurry, I don't have the guts to stand up and plead your grievances, nor do I have the guts to seek justice for you. I'm sorry, so I want to make it up to you.
.”
I waved my hand and said to her with a wry smile: "I accept your kindness, but I don't need your kindness or your so-called
justice."
"Why?" She frowned, looking confused.
I shrugged and said to her expressionlessly: "Because the justice they want to see has been created by them. If I stand up and tell them their mistakes, it will only have the opposite effect.
So I refuse."
She swallowed, looked at me carefully, and then said softly to me: "But if you go to prove this, you don't have to be affected by these rumors in your life, and you can also meet the belated justice."
, isn’t it good to truly live your own life?”
"My life has not been affected."
I gritted my teeth and said firmly.
She pursed her lips and said to me softly: "But...but I think you need justice to prove yourself. When you are framed, wouldn't it be just right for justice to appear?"
I gritted my teeth gently, stretched out my hand to shake her shoulders, and asked her ferociously: "I ask you, is such belated justice really justice? Even if this kind of justice is gone in the end.
Does it still count as justice if it has no meaning? This kind of justice...if it only hurts more people, is it still justice? Even if...the parties involved have given up, will it still be considered justice when this time comes?"
"I..." She was a little confused by my words, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond to my words.
I sighed, gently let go of her shoulders, and then said to her apologetically: "I'm sorry. I was a little impulsive just now. I understand that your heart is good, but I am not qualified to accept it.
"
After I finished speaking, I saw her mood improved a lot, and then I continued: "You have to know, this matter is actually a small matter, and the conflict between the two of us ends here. But
But it has been infinitely amplified by the Internet. If I show up now and really prove myself, those two people will definitely suffer more violent rumors than me, and I don’t want them to give up on their lives."
"You're like this...are you still thinking about others?"
She raised her head and asked me with some confusion.
I shrugged and said indifferently: "I am alone, and it doesn't matter to me. But they are different. If things are reversed, then the nature of these two people will be much worse than mine. Those who pride themselves on
Even the righteous keyboard warriors will not let them go."
She raised her head and looked at me in astonishment, her eyes full of confusion.
"Are you the legendary bad guy? Even if you are misunderstood for the rest of your life, will you continue to do this?" She shook her head gently and said to me in disbelief.
I raised my head, looked into her eyes very seriously, and said slowly to her: "Now that the deal is done, no matter what I do, as long as I break the situation, new people will be injured. I don't want to see this."
Things happened. And since I have been injured, let me continue to bear such scars, and such rumors have no impact on me who have few friends."
"You... are really unreasonable. So what should you do if your studies are affected?" She stamped her feet helplessly. After saying this, she turned around and prepared to leave.
I suddenly patted her shoulder lightly and said to her very gently: "I know you are thinking about me, but I
There is no need for this kind of mercy. Promise me that you will not clear my name. This matter should be over soon. I believe it won’t be long before the effect of this matter will slowly dissipate and people will gradually fade away.
Just forget about it. By then, everything will be over."
After saying these words, I felt as if something was missing. I suddenly raised my head and added to her: "Also, they may be lucky enough not to be condemned by society this time, but their hearts must be worse than
Everyone suffers because they know who is the one who really did wrong, but the more no one condemns them, the more uneasy they feel."
"Won't you be affected..." She turned around and looked at me, asking with some confusion.
I smiled and continued to explain to her: "I have a clear conscience, so it won't affect me, and I won't have any psychological burden. At most, I will be a little angry when being pointed at, but they are different. Therefore, they are the real ones."
Those who suffer, they are the ones who really suffer.”
"Are you consoling yourself? Are you in the spirit of Ah Q? I don't know if they will be condemned in their hearts, but I know that during this period of time, you will live a much more miserable life than they do!" she bit.
Ya raised her head, with various puzzlements in her eyes, and her tone was full of distress for me.
I shrugged and said indifferently: "Even if they have no regrets and no psychological burden, after this incident, they should understand their mistakes and be more careful in the future. In this way, I will also
It can be regarded as someone who has made my own contribution to society."
"You...it's obvious that you've been hurt all over...it's obvious that you're no longer human...it's obvious that you can't hold on anymore...but, even so, you still have to do it
A good person?"
I turned around with a wry smile, held the book in my hand tightly, and walked towards the stairs while saying firmly: "Since there are always people who have to endure this pain, and I have endured it, then let me continue to bear it.
Bar."
She walked up to me, stood on tiptoes, and grabbed my collar. With red eyes, she whispered to me: "Do you think you are the Virgin Mary? Do you think you are Jesus? Do you think you are the Virgin Mary?"
The Jade Emperor? It's obvious that you can't reach it, and you're in so much pain...it's obvious that no one trusts you, but why do you continue to do this? Why do you want to make yourself so great? Can't you let yourself live more comfortably?
?"
As she talked, she couldn't help crying, which made me not know what to do for a while.
"Huh..." I took a few deep breaths, then gently peeled off her hand, and said to her calmly: "I am not the Virgin Mary, nor Jesus, nor the Jade Emperor. But I know,
As long as I do the right thing, I feel free from guilt. The rest, what others think, what others think, is just a cloud. Instead of worrying about these things every day, I might as well think about how to be myself."
"You...you are the most disrespectful person I have ever seen. You really piss me off!" She took a few steps back angrily, and stared at me with her big, bright eyes.
Like a copper bell, his eyes showed some sympathy, some confusion, and some concern.
"Thank you for your concern. Okay, it's okay. Don't worry. These are all minor problems. You don't have to worry about me. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet." I smiled and patted her shoulder and said very gently.