Confession letter to classmate Jiang

Chapter 102 Don't bother me
Lu Guoming was released.

From Friday afternoon to Monday morning, he stayed in the police station for more than two days. Because the matter was uncertain, his treatment was not bad, but he was definitely not as comfortable as living at home.

When he came out, Lu Guoming's short hair was disheveled and dusty, making him look a bit sloppy.I don't know if it was Xia Zhu's illusion, but when she looked at Lu Guoming's temples, it seemed that she had grown some gray hairs.

His beard had not been shaved, and there was a layer of short thick black stubble. He looked at Xia Zhu with tired eyes, and raised his cracked lips, showing a relieved smile.

Xia Zhu's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, afraid that he would cry out.

"Okay, okay, isn't it all right?" Lu Guoming walked over in three steps and two steps, gently put his arms around Xia Zhu's shoulders, and coaxed, "It's my fault for scaring you. Let's do it now." go home, huh?"

She should be happy that the matter was resolved, but Xia Zhu couldn't restrain the sadness in her heart when she saw him. She didn't want to show her vulnerable side and make Lu Guoming worry. It’s really a disaster.”

"It's all over, don't mention it." Lu Guoming took her hand and smiled with relief, "I didn't suffer in it, and I thought very clearly. I believe the people's police will give me justice. Black is black Yes, white is white, it’s not so easy to reverse it.”

Xia Zhu was led down the steps by him, and belatedly remembered that the down jacket hadn't been given to him yet.

"It's snowing, it's cold outside, put on your clothes quickly." She took off the bag hanging on her arm, took out the down jacket from inside, turned sideways, stood on tiptoe and put it on Lu Guoming's shoulders, "I specially chose a big one No, you can add more clothes inside. This winter is extremely cold, and you are sometimes on night shifts, so it is easy to catch cold on the way back."

Lu Guoming twisted his body and resisted: "I didn't even take a shower, the uniform inside is dirty to death, don't stain the new clothes."

"Dress! So much nonsense."

Xia Zhu couldn't help but tie up the skirt of his clothes for him.

Lu Guoming had no choice but to obey his wife and obediently put his hands into his sleeves.Xia Zhu lowered his head slightly, fastened the lock of the zipper, and pulled it all the way to the top.

Lu Guoming put his hands in his pockets, walked half a circle in front of her, and said with a smile, "It's really warm."

"Okay, let's go." Xia Zhu patted his generous back, laughing through tears.

After taking the bus back to the countryside, Xia Zhu had time to take out his mobile phone and send a text message to Lu Yu.

"Your dad has already come out and is about to go home. Don't worry, just concentrate on class."

It happened to be get out of class time, and Lu Yu replied quickly: "That's great."

Xia Zhu: "Well, let your dad step over the brazier to get rid of bad luck when we go back."

Lu Yu: "What did He Xiaoou say? Why did she slander Dad."

Xia Zhu: "She said she liked your father's honesty and wanted to use it to extort money. The police thought there might be something hidden in it, so they detained him at the police station."

Lu Yu: "Leave her alone. The USB flash drive I gave you belongs to my deskmate, so I have to return it to him."

After a while, Xia Zhu came back with a message: "I forgot to send it back to you, what should I do? Your dad and I have already boarded the bus."

Lu Yu didn't dare to openly play with his mobile phone in class. He held the mobile phone with both hands and typed in the drawer. Seeing Xia Zhu's reply, she thought for a few seconds, then turned her head and called, "Jiang Huaining."

"Huh?" Jiang Huaining's gaze shifted from the math paper and landed on her face, raising his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yu smiled at him, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my mother thought the USB drive was mine and took it back." She knew that there were study materials compiled by Jiang Huaining, which were very important.

"I thought it was something, so I made a fuss." Jiang Huaining tapped on her head with a pen, "I'm not in a hurry to use it, let my aunt keep it, and you can bring it to me next time you go home."

"Oh, thank you."

After receiving the answer, Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the phone again, and sent Xia Zhu a message.

"Keep it safe and don't lose it. I'll bring it to him next month."

"Okay okay."

Lu Yu turned off the phone, put his phone into his schoolbag, shrugged his shoulders relaxedly, took out a material sheet from the pile of books, tore off two sheets, and prepared to write a review.

Seeing this, Shen Huan passed Jiang Huaining in the middle, and stretched out a hand in front of her: "Bait, give me two pieces of paper."

Without saying a word, Lu Yu tore off two sheets and handed them to him, and asked Jiang Huaining, "Do you want it?"

Jiang Huaining said, "Yes."

Lu Yu tore off two more sheets and put them on his desk.

She habitually bit the cap of her pen when she was thinking, her eyes stared blankly at the blank material paper, her two delicate eyebrows were wrinkled into caterpillars.There is no other reason, and it is the first time in my life that I have written a self-criticism, and I have no way to start.Thinking that she always writes essays on weekdays, she has always been full of ideas, and she writes with spirit, but she didn't expect to be stumped by the self-criticism.

Jiang Huaining has already put away the math paper, intending to write with her, holding a pen in his hand, tapping on the paper, leaving a small dot of ink, also not knowing how to start.

Lu Yu and him looked at each other, with a pen cap in his mouth, looking distressed.

Jiang Huaining reminded: "Don't bite the pen."

Like an obedient student, Lu Yu quickly took it down and put it on the table, asking him, "How do you write a self-criticism?"

"You ask me? How do I know?" Jiang Huaining pointed at his face and teased, "Do you think I look like someone who often writes self-criticism?"

Lu Yu was amused by the laughter, and after laughing, he began to frown and worry again.

When her eyes were wandering, she noticed that Shen Huan was writing like flying. In the time she and Jiang Huaining had spoken a few words, he had already written several densely packed lines.

Lu Yu's eyes lit up, and he pushed Jiang Huaining's elbow with his hand, motioning him to look at Shen Huan: "Look at how he wrote it, and use it for reference."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaining turned his head to the left to peek at Shen Huan's statement of self-criticism.Shen Huan's handwriting was not much prettier than his, and he finally realized what it was like for others to read his handwriting, so he had to squint his eyes to read it carefully.

Shen Huan found that he was peeking at him, squinted at him, covered the paper with one hand, as if protecting a baby: "Why are you looking at mine, I can't write?"

"Who cares about you." If Lu Yu didn't say he wanted to refer to it, he wouldn't bother to take a second look.

Shen Huan sneered: "Then you still watch."

Jiang Huaining didn't continue to quarrel with him, but turned to Lu Yu and said, "He wrote, Hello, teacher. I am Shen Huan. After your teaching, I have deeply realized my mistakes and promised never to make them again. This This time, it made me realize that I was..."

"Hey!" Shen Huan interrupted his public execution, kicked him under the table, and made a dissatisfied voice, "Jiang Huaining, are you unethical? Just take a peek and read aloud!"

Jiang Huaining said solemnly: "I want to check it for you and correct the typos for you by the way. Your 'education' in 'teaching' was wrong, and you wrote 'regret'."

Shen Huan looked down, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Master, I really made a mistake."

Lu Yu understood, the self-criticism is to admit his mistakes first, then spend a little pen and ink to write out the causes and consequences of this incident, and then come to a conclusion at the end.

With a general direction in her mind, she pressed the lower left corner of the material paper with one hand and wrote with a pen.

"Fang Qiaoyi was driven home?"

"Didn't you see that she was packing her schoolbag?"

"horrible."

"Tsk, I'm afraid it's not as simple as spreading rumors. It's just a few bad words. I won't go home and reflect on it. I may have committed other things."

Before Lu Yu finished writing a line, there were a few low voices of discussion in his ears.She raised her head and looked forward. Fang Qiaoyi was standing on the seat, holding a schoolbag in one hand and putting a few books in it.

Kong Huihui, who had been friends with Fang Qiaoyi, returned to the class after going to the toilet. Seeing this scene, she looked at it with worry for a while, then walked slowly to Fang Qiaoyi, wanting to ask what happened and comfort her by the way.

"Qiaoyi, you..."

"Get out! Don't bother me."

Kong Huihui flinched in fright from her roar, her face blushed instantly.

Fang Qiaoyi wasn't in the mood to talk nonsense with her, so she packed up her things quickly, put on her schoolbag and ran out of the classroom, bumping into the shoulders of several students when going down the stairs.

Under the strange scrutiny of others, she ran out of the teaching building in one breath.

The snow had stopped, but the biting cold wind was still blowing non-stop, blowing the snow on the treetops down, hitting her face with a cold face.

She raised her sleeve and wiped her face, only to realize that she was crying.

It was because she was too naive, thinking that according to Du Yigang's request, if the parents were invited to come to the school and they would be disciplined, the matter would be over.Who knew that Du Yigang not only reprimanded her severely in front of her uncle, but also ordered her to go home to reflect for a week, and to give a speech under the national flag next Monday to reflect on herself.

He just returned to school from home yesterday, if he went back like this today, he would be beaten to death by the old woman with a stick.

She can't go back!Absolutely not!

But if she doesn't go home, where can she go?

Fang Qiaoyi wiped away her tears, thinking wildly while walking, left the school, and finally decided not to go back.

How could she have forgotten that she could hide in the house rented by her cousin for a week, and then return to school as if nothing had happened.In this way, we can deal with the teacher without being known by the old woman at home.

In her opinion, this is the most suitable arrangement.

After thinking it over, Fang Qiaoyi took out her mobile phone and called her cousin He Xiaoou. The ring rang again and again, but no one answered.

(End of this chapter)