Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 97 What is the reason?

With a bang, the closed door was kicked open heavily.

Suddenly, the whole class fell silent, and all eyes fell on her.

In the season of early March, the weather was still cold, but Song Xiaolin only felt a burning pain in her chest. She picked up a book, without saying a word, and slammed it directly on the wall behind. Big, with a muffled crashing sound.

Someone screamed in horror, and someone took advantage of the chaos to curse: "Song Xiaolin, are you fucking sick?" Someone echoed: "That's right, what if you hit someone?"

"..." There were dissatisfied voices all around her.

However, there was hardly any excess emotion on her face, and her voice was as cold as the wind: "People? Where are people? Are you people?" But in fact, people are more terrifying than ghosts.

"You..." As soon as these words came out, everyone was outraged instantly, but they dared not speak out.

One of the bold girls muttered, "Song Xiaolin, what do you mean by that?"

She raised her eyebrows, "It's nothing, it's literally."

With the first bird, some people stood up intermittently, like rain falling on the ground drop after drop, slowly forming a puddle, but the rain inside was no longer pure at first, but dirty and dirty. Muddy sewage.

"Why do you say that about us?"

She retorted calmly, "Then why do you talk about Duan Yicheng?"

"It's not the same at all, is it?"

"What's the difference?"

The skinny boy who usually didn't dare fart in front of Duan Yicheng said excitedly: "Duan Yicheng is a murderer! He killed, and we didn't."

Several people echoed: "That's right, the murderer is so terrible, why can't we scold the murderer."

"Murderers should be scolded, and we are not wrong!"

"..."

They are in high spirits, like messengers of justice descended from the sky, and they are the only saviors of this world. It seems that without them, the sun cannot rise in the east and set in the west, the sea cannot ebb and flow, and the earth cannot rotate... It is really ridiculous.

Song Xiaopurn's face was indifferent, and his words were as if frozen, "Murderer? Did you see him murder? Or did Duan Yicheng tell you? The court hasn't convicted him yet, and you all want to convict him with just one mouth." capital offense?"

"He admitted that he killed himself!!!"

She couldn't help sneering, "In the basketball game last semester, Lin Zeyu fouled, didn't you all keep silent as if you didn't see it? In this world, there are mixed truths and falsehoods. You are not the party, why do you have to pretend to be the party? appearance?"

At this time, another person jumped out to uphold self-righteous justice: "Duan Yicheng was originally a gangster who smoked and skipped class to fight. He even beat his own disabled mother. Why not kill someone?"

"Oh, that's strange. Didn't you come to that basketball game? Otherwise, why didn't you stand up for justice?" She sarcastically said, "Besides, there are many people who smoke and skip class to fight, don't they Is everybody a murderer? Or did you go under his bed and see him beat his mother?"

"Someone saw..."

"I don't care who saw it, I just want to ask you, who has seen it? Has anyone seen it?"

Under her forceful questioning, the originally noisy classroom gradually quieted down.

They looked at each other, and lowered their heads and whispered in low voices, but they just didn't dare to say "I saw it" aloud.

Of course, no one can answer this question, because this is a dead question.

It was a dead question that Duan Yicheng set for himself.

Suddenly, Song Xiaolin recalled that night, that young man covered in scars but still unruly in his brows and eyes, he calmly narrated the pain buried in his heart for many years, as calm and calm as describing someone else's story, he said no Love does not hurt, in order not to give anyone a chance to hurt himself, he turned into a devil, willing to fall into the dark hell, but he originally had the purest and kindest heart.

He made up a lie, trying to seal a scarred heart. Maybe he was really afraid of being hurt again, but at that moment, he might have been lucky and longed for someone to really walk into his heart, but unfortunately Yes, everyone without exception believed that he was such an unbearable person.

Later, in just a few seconds, life played back in her mind, and she thought of the woman who had suffered for most of her life. A group of high-ranking and self-righteous "envoys of justice" will come up with conspiracy theories.

Before death, no one cares; after death, everyone regrets.

it is ridiculous!

In this world, what is the truth?

Just at this time, a girl clicked her tongue in displeasure, as if throwing a stone on the calm water, and the classroom became noisy again——

"You can't deliberately favor Duan Yicheng just because you like it!"

Others echoed again and again: "That's right, that's so unfair to others."

"..."

Now, let's talk about fairness.

But at this moment, Song Xiaolin only felt exhausted, and she was suddenly tired of everything around her. For the first time, her voice was slightly hoarse, like a dead leaf falling to the ground with the wind, losing its original vitality, " Whether Duan Yicheng was fighting and skipping class, or beating his mother, or he really killed someone, or even because I liked him and wanted to favor him on purpose...it’s all right, but what did that disabled mother do wrong? With a crippled body, even death is caused by the most painful cancer. This is a living life, not a fish on the chopping board. When she dies, she takes away everything that a person has in her life. Faith! I don’t ask you to have the slightest pity, but I ask you to have the most basic respect for life. When you just said those words lightly, wouldn’t your conscience feel a little pain for this poor mother? Although she lost both However, because of Duan Yicheng’s expulsion from school, he knelt down and pleaded for mercy many times in the wind, rain, and snow. Isn’t this alone enough to show how much she loves her child? Now that she is dead, if If you still have the heart, can you show mercy to this poor mother's child for the sake of this poor mother!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xiaolin walked back to his seat with a tired expression, not wanting to say another word.

She didn't know if it was her conscience, or she was afraid of the Lu family behind her, everyone closed their mouths in unison, and the whole classroom was so quiet that only the sound of the wind whistling outside the window was left.

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a week later.

I just finished physical education get out of class, and the bell has not yet rang, but the whole class scrambled to grab a seat in the cafeteria.

Xu Jiayi also went to take up the seat, and Song Xiaolin had to go back to the classroom beforehand.

On the way, I heard a few girls in front of me chatting mysteriously and gossiping: "Hey, have you heard that Duan Yicheng from the third class of the South Middle School killed someone in Fengwei Village because he pleaded guilty early in the morning? So it seems that he has been sentenced to prison for several years, and his aunt is so anxious to come to the school to ask for help, she has been kneeling in the principal's office all morning..."

　Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you about the current plot. It may be a little longer, but it will not be too long, because this is the most critical factor for the separation of the male and female protagonists, so it is necessary to pave the way~ Afterwards, the heroine will be separated. University, and then there is the wives chasing crematorium that you are looking forward to, about 25 to 30 words, I will try my best to make more, and resume the previous two changes a day after November, okay~

　　
　
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