Not a Witch

"I...I..." Kavra wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she slowly closed it again.

What can I say?Do you ask others for help? How do others save you? Why do others save you? Do you have anything worth being saved?It's just a little bit of anger, making him look miserable, to win the sympathy of others, isn't this just in response to those people's evaluation of himself.

"I am fine."

She struggled to stand up, and another hot pain came from the wound on her knee, which made her stagger and almost fell again.At this time, a pair of hands supported her and made her stand.

Kafla looked at the figure in front of her again. This time, because of the close distance, she could see the face clearly with the weak light.

With long black hair, dark eyes, a look that is one or two years younger than himself, and an admirable face.These obvious features let her know this person's identity.It should be classmate Lorraine from the next class. Like a black water lily, one can't help but want to indulge in it. No wonder there are rumors that the eldest son of Duke Griffin is pursuing her.

Such a person does not belong to the same world as me. She should be surrounded by good-hearted faces.

"Thank you."

After standing firm, Kavra thanked her, then slowly squatted down again, picking up the books scattered in the rain.

When squatting down to look for something, the pair of calves wearing small leather shoes also came into view.

Really slender, a sigh suddenly flashed in my heart, although standing in the rain, but there was no stain on the pair of shoes, the rain floated to his side, as if separated by an invisible barrier.

Is this the ability of an extraordinary person? Unfortunately, he is only Sequence 2. He has only a small amount of ability and can't do many things. He groped for the book with his hands on the ground. Words, but just standing in front of her made her almost collapsed mood much better, and some extreme thoughts gradually calmed down.

In the dark night, the small balls flashing light green fluorescent slowly danced, illuminating the scene on the ground, and then the two girls picked up the scattered pages one by one in the rain.

"Give."

Hands as white as jade held the picked up books and pages and handed them to Kavra.

"Thank you, thank you." After saying it twice, Kavra carefully accepted it.

"It's so late to go back. It's hard to study. Sometimes you can slow down a little. If you're tense for too long, your body won't be able to bear it."

The black-haired girl on the opposite side reminded her kindly, and then her body squatted down. With the faint light flowing, a cool feeling came from her knees. Kavra raised her feet a little and felt it, even in the dark night. He couldn't see clearly, and knew that the wound on his knee had healed.

"Thank you, Lorraine." She bowed again, thanking the girl in front of her for her help, and her heart finally calmed down.

"Go back and take a shower and get a good night's sleep."

"Well, thank you Lorraine......that....bye." Then Kavra trotted in the rain again.

I thought about it in my heart, and after a long time, I slowly calmed down.

Covering his forehead with his arms, he carefully observed the water and potholes on the road, avoiding some small stones. The rain was still so cold, falling from his chin into his neck, but at this moment, his heart was not as broken as before, a kind of peace. The warmth of the heart is lingering in the heart, and the heart is settled down. Even so, life still has to go on, doesn't it?

After returning to the dormitory, Kavra ignored her roommate's surprised eyes, put down her things, rushed into the bathroom, rinsed her body up and down, and walked out slowly wearing clean pajamas.

She carefully inspected the wound on her knee, only to find that there was only a slight difference in color, and after a few days it was impossible to even tell that there had been an injury here.

After being healed by that adult, a burst of gratitude and warmth flowed through my heart again, but not long after, the usual harsh voice came again.

"Where are you going this time, maybe you're still there in the rain..."

"No way, Kavra is so bold."

......

I used to just whisper behind my back, but seeing Kavra never refuting, many people believed it, and the voices of discussion and speculation became bolder and bolder, as if this were the truth, and it was a matter of course, so much so that now in front of the card. They also dared to talk about Furla's face.

"I think it's necessary to tell the teacher that giving us a roommate, like Kavra, will affect our reputation."

"This is not good."

"What's wrong, don't you want to be like her? Tsk tsk, it's so dirty..."

Kavra clenched her fists tightly, her nails digged into her flesh, and bursts of tingling pain came. She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, released her fists, continued to the bedroom, pulled up the quilt, and fell asleep directly.

I was instructed by that adult to sleep well tonight.

Several people in the hall continued to discuss.

"No, I went to bed so early tonight, didn't I study until late?"

"Maybe it's a broken jar, so I just don't act anymore."

"Okay, alright, let's say a few words less." One of them discouraged, and then several people also took a shower and lay down. There was no word for the whole night. Only the rain outside the window was still pounding, hitting the glass window, leaving behind A trail of water marks.

In the next few days, Kavra still repeated her past life. Although the people around her were still ridiculing and discussing, she gradually learned to ignore it until that night.

Because she was eating alone in the restaurant, she went to the bathroom halfway, and when she came back, the things on the table had been taken away, but that was enough, and the books and notes she had placed by the table were also gone.Those were things and hard work she had written down since the beginning of school. Although the bubbles had risen before, they were still the most important treasures in her heart.

"Hello, have you seen the books and things I put there?"

She asked the staff of the restaurant around, but because there were more people in the evening, the staff of the restaurant didn't notice it and said they didn't know.After that, she went to the inside of the restaurant and searched like crazy in the surrounding trash cans, but she found nothing.

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In another part of the restaurant, several freshmen had just finished their meal and were going back.

"Niya, are you ready?"

"Well, all right, Alena."

"Then let's go downstairs, sigh, Loren, where are you going?" Lettis watched Loren Hill go in another direction.

"You go back first, I still have something to do, I will come back later."

Loren Hill waved his hand, and then walked towards a corner of the restaurant, where there was a lost figure, sitting in the corner blankly.

"Hello, can I ask your name? My name is Lorraine."

The black-haired girl like a black water lily stood in front of Kafla again.

In the evening, the candles in the restaurant were burning quietly, the warm orange light reflected on the face, the clear and black crystal-like pupils, and the soft voice came to the ears again.

She raised her head, her voice trembling.

"My name is Kavra."

"I didn't do bad things, I didn't seduce others, and I didn't have any shame... I mean, I just want to study hard and graduate smoothly in the future... woo woo woo ...... woo woo woo woo"

The hoarse voice was accompanied by the wailing, and at some point, tears had already stained his face.

Chapter 52 The Idea Is Born

Since when did it become like this, Kavra can't remember the day.

She was born in a small town in the green south. She has been smart and flexible since she was a child. Some old people in the town said that if she were a boy, she would be better off, and a girl is going to marry after all.

She was very unconvinced at that time, and later learned some knowledge from an extraordinary person in the small town. Because of her good talent, she easily became a Sequence 1 extraordinary person, which inspired her greatly, and wanted to go again. Further study in the city.

But at this time, my parents were hesitant, because going to school in the city would cost a lot, and the family was not very wealthy.But after that, the old people in the town still persuaded her parents to send her there, because for the future, whether it is marriage or other things, there will be better development.

Her parents agreed later. She was extremely happy at that time. She was the smartest and most gifted child in the town. She fantasized about her future and was full of hope and expectation.

After entering the city, she got into the best school that ordinary people can go to with honors and got some tuition waivers.In school, she is loved by teachers, her grades are among the best, and her classmates get along well, everything is so beautiful.

But until one day she quarreled with a certain classmate, and the other party said a word.

"What do you have to be proud of, this school is just for us inferiors to join in the fun, the noble school is the place where those geniuses gather. Your best fate in the future is only to be chosen by some noble or rich. People marry and go home as concubines, and they are just a good-looking plaything."

Green is different from West Wind. Nobles can take concubines. What that classmate said is indeed in line with many facts.

As if being beaten awake, Kavra began to understand the situation of the noble school. It was not until the graduation competition the previous year, when she competed for Emenas' recommendation place, that she realized that there were so many powerful peers in this world.

Dabi failed, she was no longer the center of the school, and there was a new little genius in the school.

After returning home, her parents also persuaded her to marry early, but she still did not want to give up, and diligence and hard work were the only life-saving straws she could grasp.

I often quarrel with my family, but I still go to the suburbs to exercise every day, and study with lights at night.

Two days a day, two weeks a week, two months a month, through the cold winter, into the warm spring, through the hot summer, through the sassy autumn, the iron sword for training and combat is broken 7 -8 times, each time the uncle of the blacksmith was re-welded together, and finally replaced with an iron rod.

She was thinking during the day and thinking at night, just thinking about how to improve, and in such a crazy level, her strength finally improved greatly.

In the regional competition at the end of last year, she appeared again, surprised everyone, and entered the final four in one fell swoop.

In the end, she was defeated by a young man from a small noble family. She thought she was done here, but soon it was revealed that the young man was caught and raped in bed because he seduced the young lady of the big noble family. He immediately had his qualifications revoked, but in order to preserve his daughter's reputation, the news was blocked.

So everyone saw that the selection officer announced that the original champion had been disqualified due to unknown reasons, and a commoner girl took the position and got a rare spot.Various associations emerged, and malicious speculations floated around, and no one cared about her rebuttal words.

Even in the end, her parents secretly asked her if that was the case.

If a young and beautiful girl achieves a high position, people will inevitably wonder if she is using her beauty. This is the view of many people, and the examples that occur frequently in life further support their thinking.

I thought that this kind of rumors only circulated in my hometown, and it would be good to come to school.

But reality slapped her hard, like a dark cloud that couldn't go away, and those malicious speculations were still obscuring her head.

To make matters worse, after she entered Emenas, the problem of insufficient foundation was fully exposed, and all the classmates around her were geniuses.

Not only are they more talented than you, they were educated earlier than you, they are also mentored by famous teachers, and some of them work harder than you.

Kavra tried her best to catch up, day and night, just to the extent of people walking around.At this time, the malice and ridicule from the outside world also spread like a tide, gradually drowning her into darkness, making it difficult to breathe.

'It turns out that I'm just a mediocre mortal. '

Yes, I don't have any special talent, I don't have any blood and background, and I don't have a strong heart and self-confidence. Other people's harsh words can shake my heart, and I don't even have the perseverance to keep going. .

This is just the beginning of the school year. It’s like walking in the desert. The distance is a blur of sand and dust. You can’t see the direction. The retreat behind you has long been covered by yellow sand. His feet were sunk deep into the sand and he could no longer move.

Just like that, Kavra sat blankly on the seat of the restaurant, and I didn't know when, tears slowly flowed down.

Want to go back?I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, my daughter has let you down.

Kavra swayed and wanted to stand up, but she didn't know where to go. Although this school was beautiful and vast, there seemed to be no place where she could feel warmth.

Tears are blurred, and my heart is slowly sinking.

"Hello, can I ask your name? My name is Lorraine."

A familiar voice came from the front, and when she raised her head, that person was still standing in front of her as before.

"I....my name is Kavra."

......

The gang was crying, and the tears finally broke down and vented down.

The depression and depression that were suppressed in my heart in the past were misinterpreted one by one, slandered again and again, and sometimes insulted, all poured out, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around me, just because that warm embrace, like a harbor at night, Everything, the lacquer night is illuminated by the lighthouse, and the tumbling tide stops here.

Gently stroking her back, Roland Hill silently comforted the crying girl. There was no need to delve into the reason for crying, because it was difficult for him to understand the difficulties and sorrows of others.

And what she has to do is to stand here quietly and accompany her to solve problems and dilemmas, so that the scars in her heart will slowly heal.