Prajna is a genius. At least in the middle school, he was in junior high school, because of his family and his own abilities, and he still passed the exam. He was able to get better results, but he said-

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"If I do the exam too well, what should I do if a fool like A Zi? Wouldn't I have no chance to get the first place?"

That’s right, Prajna is a person with high IQ and EQ. If we can have such a relationship now, it is still due to my unwillingness to do my best.

I had never imagined that I was bullied after entering the school in the first grade. By the time I realized it, I had no time to change it. What's more, at that time, all my energy was on Rin's condition.

"It's really unbearable!" Prajna once said to me.

"Feel sorry."

“…I’m talking about you.”

"Thanks."

Two weeks after school starts in September, I rarely have lunch due to financial difficulties. However, as long as I leave for a while, the table will be filled with "murderers", "dirty", "bitcher |

"I don't care at all. It would be great to be able to survive at that time and to survive with the only funds left by my parents. It took a lot of money to treat Lin, but I know Lin wants

Start taking a medication, and if it is not handled properly, Rin will most likely die if I accidentally do it.

During that period, people often asked me for money after leaving the school gate. The pain endurance made me understand what Xiao Qian felt at that time. She was also silently enduring the harm her family was doing to her, and it was always like this.

I also thought about resisting, told the teacher, and told the police, it was useless. Mr. Lu Zhi might help me, but in this case, everything that I don’t have parents will be exposed. I don’t want other people’s sympathy, nor do I want to

Expose your wounds.

Once again, I was blocked on the way home, and I found that it was not the group of people in the school. This time it was a group of gangsters, and I didn't even understand why they appeared.

After seeing them, my memory instantly returned to that night.

No one could ask for help around me. Listening to what they said, I subconsciously felt my stomach cramps and felt very uncomfortable. But I subconsciously opened my schoolbag and touched something cold inside.

"Is there anything you guys?"

"Brother, we, look at you who are good-looking, how about playing with us?"

A head-like man had a smile on his face - which made me want to vomit.

"It's okay." They surrounded me, and then someone came to pull my schoolbag, "We'll give you money."

I hurriedly grabbed my schoolbag, but someone reached out to pull my school uniform.

"I'll do it myself...can't it?" I calmed down and said so.

I even shed a few tears as much as possible. Because of this request, their vigilance towards me was reduced.

As I took the fruit knife out of my schoolbag and stabbed the person closest to me, warm blood splattered on my face.

Before I could think about anything, I pulled out the knife and pointed it at them with the tip of the knife.

A gentle person... Xiao Qian is also a gentle person, but she died in the end. Gentleness seems to me to be useless. What I have experienced and seen is always just a part of this dark society. As my mother said

In that case, I will only believe what I see and only care about what is related to my interests.

But all this is not my original wish.

When we were a child, when we went to a high-end restaurant for the first time with our parents, we were asked by another family to leave the restaurant. That meal was a time we had planned for a long time, and I was unwilling to give up. At that time, I didn't understand.

If we don’t understand that people are obviously the same, we must be inferior to others.

So I asked loudly, “Why should we go out?”

However, the other party did not answer me, and the slap he raised his hand did not hit me. I was so scared that I looked at my father being beaten by him and was very angry. I was forcibly taken out by my mother, and I kept crying during this period.

Asked why we were treating us like this, my mother just shook her head and repeated the sentence "We did nothing wrong."

Since then, we have never gone out to have a meal again. Later, Mr. Lu Zhi's appearance further confirmed my thoughts.

The gangster who was stabbed by me was already rolling on the ground in pain, and the two people beside him also squatted down to check his injuries. However, I had no deterrent force on these people with the knife. The remaining one rushed

I came up and waved my hand to hit me. I raised my hand and tried to use a knife to hold him back, but another person rushed over and pressed under me. The knife in my hand also slid down.

A pair of black sneakers on the side.

"Yeah, it seems you're having a good time."

From my perspective, the boy stood there with the sunset on his back, his beautiful face with a smile, but his eyes did not fall on me. I lowered my eyes and pushed away the person pressing against me.

"Wow~" the boy exclaimed, "You really opened my eyes today."

However, my movements were still half a beat slower, and the man pressed on me and grabbed my hair, but I already felt the boy's eyes falling on me.

"You boy—"

The gangster will definitely not let him make trouble. Since that's the case, there should be a chance to escape... But as for what this teenager will do, I can only wait until I call the police before talking...

"Hmm? What's wrong with me?" The boy put down the skateboard in his hand, picked up the fruit knife at his feet, looked at the gangsters with a harmless smile, and then looked at me, "This child is too old to be a child.

It must be so beautiful, I want to join you too, can I?"

!!!!!!

I really didn't expect the other party to be a black man. It might be even more difficult to escape now - that knife will definitely be picked up by him...

There was already one gangster who fell to the ground, and there was one who needed to watch and support me. There was one who pressed me, and about three left.

"Don't mess with the boy, we use the money to do business and want to play somewhere else."

"Ah... this is difficult. After all, I like her today." The young man skillfully walked over on the skateboard, with a cute tone, but the fruit knife in his hand was not vague.

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"I didn't expect Ah Zi would be interested in this. If I had known this, I would have gone to play basketball." Prajna sat next to me with his cheeks on his right hand.

"I said that I just came here with an appointment." I looked at the tall figure running the ball in the basketball arena, "But it's great that Prajna can accompany me. Ah... three-pointer! So awesome!"

"Hmm? If you have a three-pointer... I can do it too." Prajna turned his head to look at me, "Compared to that, buy me ten more lollipops in return."

"No." I refused, "I am very poor and poor, and I can't compare with my classmates. What's more, this is what students Prajna have to follow, and I have no requirement."

Prajna pouted with dissatisfaction, then changed his position and leaned on the seat: "But speaking, they are really enthusiastic about playing basketball... right? Friends t?"

My friend t looked at me, and his light green eyes were directly imprinted into my vision. I felt a voice in my heart saying this to me-

"It's like a flower of the high mountain, I can't help but want to pull him into the abyss."

For a moment, I was frightened by my dirty thoughts, so I looked away.

The moment I looked away, his eyes crossed me helplessly and looked at Prajna: "Well, they were training a long time ago, and everyone aimed at the city finals this year."

"So, is there a precedent for entering the city final before?" Prajna continued to ask.

"It's a good thing to motivate the team members, but unfortunately, it's not like this." Friend t replied.

"Eh?" Prajna was quite interested, "What about the coach? At least you have experience in this area?"

"Sad, not!"

A voice came from me directly below. I don’t know when the players in the arena had stopped training and gathered at the place where the coach sat in front to rest. This wild-looking, tall, wheat-colored boy

——It seems that it is very masculine in the traditional sense, and it was specially launched. After all, we sat a little farther away.

"You are the friend whom you mentioned, right?"

The characteristics are too obvious, it is difficult to recognize them without thinking.

"Friend?" The boy looked at his friend t.

Friend T nodded: "Yes, friend. She is the friend princess I mentioned to you before, and her...boyfriend?"

"Eh?" I looked at my friend in surprise, but more of it was lost.

"Right?" Friend t looked at Prajna.

"Well... click!" Prajna bit the lollipop, as if he was in deep thought, but he quickly smiled at me, "It's right to say that, after all, I confessed my love, right?"

…Hey? Confession...when did it happen? No...wait, it seems that this is the case...but that's a joke, right?

"...Prajna classmate?" I suppressed the strange feeling of loss in my heart, and I also looked at Prajna in a bit incredible.

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Should I say that the boy in front of me was unexpectedly smart or extra stupid? I don’t want to know this. In this case, I still pay attention to whether others have made something wrong...

But isn’t it even more scary for a boy who just fights three people by his own strength?! No matter how you say this kind of person is the protagonist, right?! People like me who are like supporting roles are thinking about how to live today

Things that come down.

I felt my stomach cramps worse, and my legs couldn't help but tremble.

"I thought I could at least practice my skills-" because I could not satisfy the boy's interest, he said so, with a particularly disappointed tone, "Forget it, I can't have too much expectations for you anyway."

What should I do? Run away directly?

I, who cherished my life, got up from the ground and ran away. When I ran home, I found that my schoolbag was still in place.

The textbooks and homework are all there...

I was so upset. But there was nothing else to do except go back to get my schoolbag. So I went back all the way, and the afterglow of the setting sun was about to end. I was walking on the road, praying that the boy would not appear again, but also thinking that the person was thinking.

I wonder if I would be sued again for the stabbing incident.
To be continued...