As a girl, I don't accept such a setting

No one answered, and they didn't come to hug the weak girl. Luo Weiwei sat alone at the door and cried. When she felt uncomfortable, she just fell asleep at the door and fell asleep peacefully.

Only the tear stains and painful expression on her face were left to describe her suffering and pain.

"Grandma, I really want to see you." In the haze, the girl said sadly in her dreams.

PS:

Originally, this article was written when Codeword Ji had a cold

But now it's been delayed until my cold is cured, so I feel a lot less

As a result, it was written and it seemed to become something else

It was supposed to focus on describing the feelings of the little cat girl who has a cold but is alone, um, that's it

Everyone will feel this way, even if you are sick, it is not a serious illness, but a minor illness such as a cold

There will also be people who want to get close to notice, and then accompany the idea of ​​being by your side

It's just that I want to act like a baby when I can't express it on weekdays~ This simple but difficult wish

I hope that when you are sick, the people you care about will be by your side and cheer you up!

little happiness ([-])

It started to rain lightly, so she hid under the small pavilion in the park.

Unlike the steel and concrete in the city, this kiosk is entirely made of wood, so a mushroom appeared in the corner.

"I don't know if I can eat it..."

If you look at the color, this mushroom is not so bright, but the girl stretched out her hand, but she still didn't pick it off.

It seems that in this mushroom, the girl saw her own appearance.

Alone, living tenaciously, sometimes even doubting the meaning of going on like this.

Until I woke up from the dream, the bell for class came from my ear.

Silently took out her books, Luo Qingqing, who hadn't gotten any new clothes for a long time, was now dressed in tatters, with patches all over her body.

She deliberately hides herself in the class and walks in an unobtrusive way. Although she often cleans herself, not many people are willing to make friends with her.

Even though her cute face, which she was ashamed to express, was yearning, Luo gently breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

A friend means being able to get help, but it can also bring a lot of trouble.

Luo Weiqing is most afraid of trouble.

"Attend class!"

The teacher came in and yelled with a book in his hand. Luo Qingwei stood up with his classmates, and then respectfully repeated the daily fixed words.

Her thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

She was still staring at the blackboard, copying the notes on the blackboard, but she just woke up and didn't seem to get enough sleep.

It's just a little time between classes, and it can't make up for the tiredness of her going home late yesterday to sleep.

At this age, it should be the age of the full moon, but her thin shoulders bear all the things that need to be borne - after losing the only support.

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"Give it to me, play with me for a while!"

The small movements on the front table quickly attracted Luo Qingnian's attention. The bright screen and the jumping little figures are something called a mobile phone.

The front desk seems to like playing games, and occasionally attracts Luo Qingqing's eyes, making her unable to concentrate on her studies.

And as everyone gets older, more and more students have mobile phones, even her current deskmate is the same.

She was staring at the chat window on her mobile phone, chatting excitedly with strangers about unnutritious topics, looking for the unobtainable comfort from the boring study life.

Luo Qingqing would not be envious at first, but there was a bad news recently that made her take it seriously.

That is the class group. The head teacher established the class group and said some important announcements in it.

For this reason, many students go home clamoring for their parents to buy a mobile phone that can at least chat.

But she didn't, Luo Qingqing no longer had someone to act like a spoiled child.

The deeply buried heads are not necessarily reading books. In the few days when they got the mobile phone, the excitement made them play with the mobile phone even in class.

This novelty quickly attracted Luo Qingnian's attention, yes, she wanted it too...

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But that's impossible, even if it's important now, it's a luxury for her.

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And extravagant things are unnecessary for her.

During the lunch break, today's Luo was extravagant. Instead of eating the vegetable and white soup brought from home, she spent a few dollars to buy food in the cafeteria.

The fragrant rice made her look very happy, even if it was a vegetarian dish, she ate it extraordinarily sweet.

Because there is oil and water in it that she hasn't seen for a long time, even if it is a vegetarian dish, the canteen will not be stingy with this oil.

Luo Qingnian tasted so delicious that he didn't even need to wash the dishes.

After eating, she sat on the flower bed outside the playground and silently watched the students passing by, as well as the boys who were playing ball on the playground.

She also wants to have the kind of laughter and laughter with her classmates who sweat and walk together, but this is destined not to be a time she can control.

Because something more realistic was stimulating Luo Qingqing to not be able to do this. At this moment, she was holding a small bag in her hand and staring at the students on the playground.

There's a reason she's sitting here, and that's for those boys who need to rehydrate after sweating, the water bottles in their hands!

There is nothing more carefree than students. As long as they have money in their hands, they don't feel bad about spending it. Drinking mineral water can almost fill a trash can.

So picking up bottles at school is the best choice. As long as noon is over, there will be a lot of plastic bottles in the trash can at night.

Whether it's the drink bottles thrown by the boys, or the milk tea cups that the girls like to drink, these are the objects that Luo Qingqing wants to get.

But this is a little happiness that she only got after struggling many times - the two trash cans on the playground belong to her.

There are also cleaners in this school who have the same purpose as her. They are adults and there are more of them. Compared with Luo Qingqing, they have inherent advantages.

Because they can pick up more time than Luo Qingqing, and theoretically speaking, those trash cans should be cleaned by them. Naturally, the bottles inside are also their property.

After being pushed and scolded by an aunt once, Luo Qingyuan knew this fact.

Compared with adults, her small body is not enough to be shaved.

But fortunately, not everyone is a bad person. There is an area under the jurisdiction of an old man who allocated two trash cans for her.

The old man probably felt sorry for her, so Luo Weiqing accepted it gratefully, but she was not polite.

It's just that when occasionally spending two yuan to buy a bottle of water to please that uncle, Luo Qingqing will feel very distressed.

But compared to the benefits brought by those two trash cans, two dollars seems nothing.

"Leave it there, leave it there, leave it there!"

A boy walked by the trash can, he was holding a bottle that was almost finished, Luo Qing's eyes were fixed on the bottle in his hand.

"Go in! Go in! Three points!" Excited shouts came from the playground, and at the same time, Luo Qingwei also stood up happily.

She hurried over to pick the bottle out of the trash can, then stomped it skillfully and packed it into a bag.

Many people saw this scene, and then they all bowed their heads and whispered.

No matter how cute Luo Qingnian was, but with her unwashed appearance, cheap and tattered clothes and daily behavior, almost no one wanted to get close to her.

Of course, except for some people with special intentions.

After noticing her real face, some girls who were engaged in special industries at a young age set their eyes on her.

"Hey, are you still picking up trash here? How are you thinking?"

The girl seemed to have discovered that she was here a long time ago, or in other words, after lunch, Luo Qingwei would appear here regularly.

Little Happiness ([-])

Dressed gorgeously, with a huge amount of pocket money in her hand that most people of this age can't reach, the girl has a mature charm that is not used by other girls.

Even those seductive eyes are extremely charming, coupled with her already green body, the temptation of mixing maturity and greenness for a while almost makes the boys around her not to take their eyes off them.

This is her classmate, who has come to her several times.

But Luo Qingqing knew what the easy job she was talking about made a lot of money. She had seen her walking into a hotel with a man with a big belly last time.

Although she didn't quite understand what they were about to do, Luo Qingqing still clearly understood what she was doing.

Aiding communication, maybe it still has such a title that doesn't sound so low-end.

Of course, Luo Qingqing's answer was also the usual rejection.

The girl left in a hurry after saying "I don't know how to flatter you", she didn't seem to be in the mood to spend time with her anymore.

Although there is not much time at noon, it is not too much, and it is enough for the girl to make another transaction.Just near the school.

After packing up the bottles, there is still about half an hour before class, and many people are still taking a nap at this time.

And the flow of people on the playground is already sparse, because the sun is still relatively hot at noon, and a nap at this time can also offset the sleepiness accumulated in the morning.

So after no one was there, Luo Qingqing dragged the bag back to the teaching building.

Put the bags I collected at the entrance of the roof. Usually no one comes here, and the roof has been covered with moss all year round, so no one will patronize such an environment.

The reality is different from the novels and comics, at least the very beautiful rooftop in the comics is not such a dirty environment, but it also gives Luo Qingqing a place to store her bags.

She had put it in the classroom before, but the strange mocking voices of the students around her were too obvious, so she had no choice but to put it here.

No matter how cute such a trash picking girl is, not many people come close to her, not to mention Luo Qingqing's behavior of being very shy of strangers.

But there are always some people who don't think so, such as the middle-aged uncle who is hugging a young girl.

"I asked her again when I came here just now, but she still refused. She was so poor that she wanted to pick up trash, but she was still so stubborn."

The girl drew circles on the other's chest, and the flush after the afterglow still lingered on her body.

"Hehe, it's okay, she will figure it out one time, for example, after trying it once, she will understand?"

In the room, the sinister and cheerful laughter of the two resounded.

Fallen people tend to fall even more after they taste the benefits. They think this is growth, success, and seeing through the essence of the world.

As everyone knows, the dangerous seeds have already germinated quietly in the dark.

There is a price for any good or bad thing, and the price can be good or bad, depending on whether you can pay their hidden price.

After class in the afternoon, there was still a period of rest, which lasted about two hours, and Luo gently carried the bag and guarded the playground again.

It wasn't until four or ten minutes before class that Luo Qingqing rushed out of the campus with the bag in hand, and then found a nearby buying station to sell today's harvest.

"Five dollars, what a surprise!"

Excitedly looking at the banknotes in his hand, the girl's endless happiness is carried under the light weight of a feather.

This is how little happiness is accumulated. Luo lightly walked back with cheerful steps, and now there is still plenty of time before class.

However, her way forward was soon blocked by a middle-aged uncle. No matter which direction she went, this middle-aged uncle would always stand in front of her.

This man did it on purpose.

After such an affirmation appeared in his mind, the happiness on Luo Qingqing's face faded, and at the same time, a young girl came out from behind the middle-aged uncle.

She shook her mobile phone, as if she was saying that she used this to notify the other party.

"How about the surname Luo, how about thinking about it again? This time I brought the big boss in front of you. You just need to be patient for the first time. In the future, you will not only enjoy it, but also enjoy it, and make a lot of money."

The girl glanced at her pocket contemptuously and said, "I'm so happy just for five yuan..."

Her eyes fell on the middle-aged uncle next to him, who took out a wad of money with a sinister face.

This is a huge amount of money that Luo Weiqing has never seen before, and it is even worth her living expenses for a year.

"How about it? As long as you promise, the money will be yours. It's the first time you bought it. You can trade it tonight, and the next time it will be so much."

It may also be that this girl is really as cute as the girl said, and at the same time, there is a kind of purity that has never been destroyed. The eyes of the middle-aged man are shining when they look at her.

Luo slightly opened his mouth hesitantly, his eyes were attracted by the stack of money, then she took a step forward and reached out to take it from the middle-aged man.