This society is not my harem

[Seven years ago, October [-], [-]—a classroom in No. [-] building of Tianming Primary School]

"Hey, it's that kid."

"Well, it should be her... She has been crying all afternoon, and now she finally stopped crying."

Two teachers were whispering in front of the podium, and students of different grades were sitting in the classroom.

On this day, in order to comply with the regulations of the Education Bureau, all the students of Tianming Elementary School, the dean, filled out a questionnaire, asking them about their "future ideals" and "what they plan to do when they grow up", which is called "Hope Questionnaire".

The students of the six grades were randomly assigned and arranged in various classrooms in the No. [-] teaching building. This classroom was full of students of all grades. Looking at the paper in front of him.

Although they are of different ages, they all have hope on their faces.

Have their own dreams, to be a detective, to be a lawyer, to be a doctor, to be a businessman, to be an astronaut or a scientist, or even to be a superhero with such unrealistic dreams, all of which are written down on paper by them. The page was filled with 【Hope】.

Out of tune with all this is the girl in the corner.

The child looked seven or eight years old, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had obviously just cried for a long time. When everyone was filling out the questionnaire, she was lying on the table, staring blankly ahead, her eyes were empty, without any hope.

【I want to die】

A few simple words were written with a pencil on a pale page. If it was someone else, they would be surprised why a seven or eight-year-old girl would write such desperate words.

"That child... heard that her mother was mentally abnormal, and then killed his father a few days ago and dismembered her body, right? It's terrible..."

The two teachers continued to discuss while looking at the girl behind the podium.

"Hmm... now I'm sent to prison, even if it's because of mental reasons, but the method is so cruel, maybe I will be sentenced to death..."

"Tsk tsk tsk...then this child is going to be an orphan, he is still so young, how pitiful..."

The two teachers were discussing in a low voice on the stage. The girl below kept staring forward with dull eyes, like a doll, without a trace of light in her pupils.

"Teacher, I'm done."

"Yes, me too."

Several children in the classroom stood up, handed in the [Hope Questionnaire] to the podium one after another, and walked out of the classroom smiling.

"Hahaha, I filled in very interesting content."

"Huh? What is—?"

They gathered in a pile, chatting and laughing, and walked out one after another, shoulder to shoulder. There were fewer and fewer people in the classroom.

The clock was ticking, and the little girl was still lying on her stomach like a puppet, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

The number of students in the classroom gradually decreased, twenty, ten, five, and finally, there were only three students left in the classroom.

"Well, it's almost finished. My boyfriend seems to be calling, so go and answer it first."

The young female teacher in front of the podium said, then waved to the old teacher, and walked out first.

"Wait a minute, Xiaoli, let's go out together, I happen to have to go to the bathroom too."

The old teacher also stood up and followed behind the young female teacher with the phone.

In the classroom, there are only three students now.

The clock ticked away.

Class is about to start, and few students will stay and concentrate on filling out this questionnaire.

"Okay—it's over."

Finally, a fat boy stood up from his seat, handed in the questionnaire, and walked out of the classroom leisurely. He also completed the questionnaire full of "hope".

—There are only two children in the classroom now.

A child is the girl who has been lying on her stomach, staring in front of her in despair and blankly.

And the other one is a boy.

He looks two or three years older than the girl, looks ordinary, and looks dumb. At this moment, he is scratching his head and thinking about how to fill out the questionnaire, but the pen he is holding has not landed on the paper for a long time.

"It can't be done...it can't be done...what should I write..."

The boy hugged his head, dripping cold sweat, staring at the questionnaire at a loss.

"Magic halo of wisdom—light it up for me, Dark Moon Warrior—"

He held the pen, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself for something.

"—Still can't do it!"

After reciting the magic spell countless times and still showing no signs of inspiration, the boy collapsed on the table powerlessly.

"Ringlinglinglinglingling..."

The bell for class rang, and every class in the school was in class, and the two children were still in this classroom.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the little sister over there, what do you want to write?"

The boy raised his head, glanced at the little girl who was also staying not far from him, and couldn't help asking.

"..."

The little girl ignored him, as if she had lost contact with the whole world, she was still staring blankly ahead.

"Uh....."

The boy was ignored, curled his lips and stood up, and under the influence of curiosity, he walked to the little girl's side.

"What did you write..."

The boy glanced at the little girl's questionnaire, then froze.

On the white paper, there are three words full of despair—【I want to die】

"Uh...why do you have to die..."

When the boy saw these three words, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and he stood beside the girl and asked dissatisfied.

Under the boy's interruption again, the little girl once again established a connection with the world, and swept the boy with her black eyes.

——"Important things are gone."

She said to the boy coldly and expressionlessly, then turned her eyes away from him.

"The important things are gone, so what's wrong?"

The boy asked with a puzzled face, maybe he had never experienced the feeling of a little girl, so he didn't quite understand her mood.

“[Hope] is gone, without [Hope]... I have no [Future].”

The girl lowered her head and continued to speak mechanically in a voice as cold as an ice cellar.

"...that's it."

Hearing the girl's answer, the boy paused for a moment, then turned around and walked to his seat, picked up a pencil and eraser, and walked back.

"The absence of [Hope] does not mean that there is no [Future]."

He smiled gently, and then gently erased the words [I want to die] written by the girl on the questionnaire with an eraser.

The girl raised her head and looked at him in surprise.

"[Hope] You can have it simply. If you don't have it now, just create it again. Let me give you an example..."

The boy said with a smile, then picked up a pencil, and wrote a line for the girl on the questionnaire——

【I want to be a bride】

The crooked, not very good font was printed on the page, but the moment Chuqing saw it, she felt endless hope coming from the page, quickly filling her chest, and her pupils gradually lights up.

"Ha...girls...should have dreams of becoming brides, even my sister is arguing all day long that she wants to be my bride, um...although I don't I’m too good at understanding my own [hope], but it’s easy to find other people’s [hope].”

Scratching the back of his head, the boy laughed sunnyly.

The girl looked into his clear eyes, tears wet her eyes inexplicably...

"Brother...your name?"

She raised her head and said touchingly to the boy.

"Hahaha... do good deeds without leaving your name, learn from Uncle Lei Feng, class is about to start, I'm leaving first..."

The boy smiled silly, put down his pencil, and walked out of the classroom.

"You have to cheer up."

He shouted to the girl before walking out of the classroom, and then disappeared at the other end of the doorway.

The sunlight came in from the window, shining on the page in front of the girl's eyes, and shining on her already dark heart.

She looked back at her watch, and it was seven minutes and 31 seconds before the bell rang at three o'clock.

During these seven minutes and 31 seconds, the boy gave her hope for the future.

"elder brother....."

She blushed and held the pencil. For the first time, she felt in love. She took a deep breath and added a sentence after the boy wrote on the paper:

【I want to be a bride, the bride of that gentle and gentle big brother...】